<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941286279373680515</id><updated>2012-02-03T00:15:52.254Z</updated><category term='faz de conta'/><category term='Visita de estudo'/><category term='A água'/><category term='Tradições'/><category term='Video-conferência'/><category term='Dia do Pai.'/><category term='&quot;Todos os diabos têm sorte&quot;'/><category term='Primavera'/><category term='Amizade'/><category term='Último dia'/><category term='linha recta'/><category term='Felicidade'/><category term='Etwinnig'/><category term='Segunda semana...'/><category term='Escola/ Família'/><category term='eTwinnig...'/><category term='Nome'/><category term='Expressão plástica'/><category term='Dia do animal'/><category term='Reunião com os Encarregados de Educação'/><category term='Dia de S. 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Martinho'/><category term='Matamática'/><category term='Literacia'/><category term='dias felizes...'/><category term='Histórias engraçadas'/><category term='Divisão em partes iguaisa'/><category term='Votos'/><category term='Apresentação...'/><category term='Lingua Portuguesa'/><category term='Novos amigos'/><category term='Finalmente juntos...'/><category term='Dia a dia.'/><category term='Vamos lá a ver se consigo explicar...'/><category term='Momentos menos bons...'/><category term='Geometria e arte...'/><category term='Eu...'/><category term='Intercâmbio Escolar'/><category term='Fantoches'/><category term='Saúde'/><category term='Interação escola/ família'/><category term='Carnaval'/><category term='Uff... que trabalhêra...'/><category term='Tic'/><category term='Escrita e leitura'/><category term='Livro digital'/><category term='Plano Nacional de Leitura'/><category term='Arte'/><category term='Alegria...'/><category term='Modelagem'/><category term='Dia de Reis'/><category term='Vozes...'/><category term='Intercâmbios...'/><category term='Anedotas...'/><category term='Articulação'/><category term='Conclusões'/><category term='Podcast na escola.'/><category term='Ambiguidade.'/><category term='Posters'/><category term='Festas'/><category term='Novo blogue'/><category term='Momentos...'/><category term='Adaptação'/><title type='text'>Pequenos Passos</title><subtitle type='html'>Pequenos passos...
Um pé, depois outro, de mansinho, levemente,com amor, como quem cuida de um ser em formação...
Pois é de formação que se trata, de formar para o futuro, de crescer com passos seguros.
Pequenos passos... 
até tocar o infinito!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Maria da Luz Borges</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17667164567686890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_VKSxtMRQN1I/SIcjOxMzRLI/AAAAAAAAAA4/mTVfy_PUXIo/S220/menina+leonor.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>381</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941286279373680515.post-55618458870238699</id><published>2012-01-29T20:18:00.002Z</published><updated>2012-01-29T20:23:49.117Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Articulação...'/><title type='text'>Articulação e ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HIpeKSXItbQ/TyWgcxyPV3I/AAAAAAAADvk/FDSPcvO4aZs/s1600/CIMG0310.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="137" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HIpeKSXItbQ/TyWgcxyPV3I/AAAAAAAADvk/FDSPcvO4aZs/s200/CIMG0310.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; O trabalho continua e, passo a passo os nossos projetos vão-se concretizando. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;1&amp;nbsp;- Continuamos às voltas com o projeto "Heróis da fruta" que cada vez tem mais sucesso. Já quase todas as crianças perceberam como a fruta é importante para a nossa saúde e nunca se esquecem de trazer fruta para o lanche da manhã. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5qieTFY76SA/TyWi75KR-mI/AAAAAAAADvs/9jVXWrkRRTA/s1600/CIMG0522.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5qieTFY76SA/TyWi75KR-mI/AAAAAAAADvs/9jVXWrkRRTA/s320/CIMG0522.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;2 - Também a viagem "À roda do meu nome" vai de "vento em pôpa". Chegámos agora às contagens e ao tratamento de dados e tem sido bem divertido, mas ainda faltam algumas coisinhas para chegar ao fim. Quando acabarmos o trabalho contamos como foi. Por agora deixamos aqui um bocadinho, só para vos deixar curiosos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Qm3IajkMbB0/TyWj9U1DTBI/AAAAAAAADv0/DBrrAfkmvFQ/s1600/CIMG0570.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Qm3IajkMbB0/TyWj9U1DTBI/AAAAAAAADv0/DBrrAfkmvFQ/s320/CIMG0570.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mewC39gnUU4/TyWkDiGu3MI/AAAAAAAADv8/td5v-dbavo8/s1600/CIMG0587.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mewC39gnUU4/TyWkDiGu3MI/AAAAAAAADv8/td5v-dbavo8/s320/CIMG0587.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FOsGzGR-Rj8/TyWkOhWKXMI/AAAAAAAADwE/HiHwLc8jN5U/s1600/CIMG0637.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FOsGzGR-Rj8/TyWkOhWKXMI/AAAAAAAADwE/HiHwLc8jN5U/s320/CIMG0637.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;A articulação entre ciclos continua na ordem do dia. Lembram-se do livro que foi construido em interação com as famílias. Pois chegou ao fim com a última página em branco, tal como fora planeado. E esta última página foi construída colaborativamente&amp;nbsp;entre a sala do&amp;nbsp; Primeiro Ano e&amp;nbsp;a sala do&amp;nbsp;Pré-Escolar, porque muitos dos autores do trabalho transitaram para o&amp;nbsp;primeiro ano.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Agora só falta fotografar o livro e com as fotografias criar um livro digital, para que todos possam ver como ficou bonita a nossa história. É sempre muito enriquecedor o trabalho colaborativo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n83ogv7iMhA/TyWlDwlt42I/AAAAAAAADwM/slbK9cW4VgM/s1600/CIMG0541.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n83ogv7iMhA/TyWlDwlt42I/AAAAAAAADwM/slbK9cW4VgM/s320/CIMG0541.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;As construções continuam a ser a atividade preferida das crianças quando chega a hora das atividades livres. Todos gostam muito de construir com o click e o Santiago tornou-se mestre no assunto. Olhem que lindo avião que ele construiu!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qkoz9aocaxc/TyWnz5OSRII/AAAAAAAADwU/V_1mnkBkElo/s1600/CIMG0565.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qkoz9aocaxc/TyWnz5OSRII/AAAAAAAADwU/V_1mnkBkElo/s320/CIMG0565.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;A especialidade do João e do Rodrigo é outra. Olhem para a "garagem" que Rodrigo Almeida construiu. Conseguiam fazer melhor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tzmxcCArMno/TyWoQBXHDeI/AAAAAAAADwc/yzz0CCNOwu8/s1600/CIMG0521.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="171" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tzmxcCArMno/TyWoQBXHDeI/AAAAAAAADwc/yzz0CCNOwu8/s320/CIMG0521.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;E assim se passou a nossa semana. Uma semana cheia de projetos, de concretizações mas sobretudo muito, muito&amp;nbsp;feliz!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jInIp657i6Q/TyWoe9yM3EI/AAAAAAAADwk/gOxPlCFpwLU/s1600/CIMG0345.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jInIp657i6Q/TyWoe9yM3EI/AAAAAAAADwk/gOxPlCFpwLU/s320/CIMG0345.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boa semana para todos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941286279373680515-55618458870238699?l=pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/feeds/55618458870238699/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941286279373680515&amp;postID=55618458870238699' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/55618458870238699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/55618458870238699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/2012/01/articulacao-e.html' title='Articulação e ...'/><author><name>Maria da Luz Borges</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17667164567686890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_VKSxtMRQN1I/SIcjOxMzRLI/AAAAAAAAAA4/mTVfy_PUXIo/S220/menina+leonor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HIpeKSXItbQ/TyWgcxyPV3I/AAAAAAAADvk/FDSPcvO4aZs/s72-c/CIMG0310.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941286279373680515.post-5976671423759452685</id><published>2012-01-24T21:47:00.002Z</published><updated>2012-01-24T21:47:57.341Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inverno'/><title type='text'>O inverno dos nossos amigos Polacos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C6r-5zYMm1c/Tx8k8cPsFXI/AAAAAAAADvQ/7Op1YQcHeek/s1600/CIMG0157.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="159" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C6r-5zYMm1c/Tx8k8cPsFXI/AAAAAAAADvQ/7Op1YQcHeek/s200/CIMG0157.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Sem comentários ou reflexões. A realidade dos nossos amigos Polacos é diametralmente oposta à nossa. Eles têm neve e nós temos mar e sol. Eles gostam de saber como é o mar... E nós sonhamos com a neve. Temos porém uma coisa em comum: Somos amigos e essa amizade leva-nos a aprender muitas coisas novas. Por isso é tão bom sermos amigos!&lt;br /&gt;Querem saber como é o inverno em Lublin?&lt;br /&gt;(...E ainda nós nos queixamos do frio e muitas vezes nem deixamos as nossas crianças ir à rua...) Incrível, não é?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/eiT0_KwmpOY" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941286279373680515-5976671423759452685?l=pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/feeds/5976671423759452685/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941286279373680515&amp;postID=5976671423759452685' title='11 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/5976671423759452685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/5976671423759452685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/2012/01/o-inverno-dos-nossos-amigos-polacos.html' title='O inverno dos nossos amigos Polacos'/><author><name>Maria da Luz Borges</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17667164567686890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_VKSxtMRQN1I/SIcjOxMzRLI/AAAAAAAAAA4/mTVfy_PUXIo/S220/menina+leonor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C6r-5zYMm1c/Tx8k8cPsFXI/AAAAAAAADvQ/7Op1YQcHeek/s72-c/CIMG0157.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941286279373680515.post-3122480499218043769</id><published>2012-01-22T02:13:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-01-23T21:29:48.966Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faz de conta'/><title type='text'>Vamos à caça do urso</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2aYcooGheyk/TxtSpwYtzvI/AAAAAAAADvI/_piEcYCcYSo/s1600/CIMG0158.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2aYcooGheyk/TxtSpwYtzvI/AAAAAAAADvI/_piEcYCcYSo/s200/CIMG0158.JPG" width="142" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Depois de, na quinta feira termos lido o livro&amp;nbsp;"Vamos à caça do urso", de Michael Rosen e Helen Oxenbury, ficámos muito entusiasmados e decidimos, também nós, ir à caça do urso. &lt;br /&gt;Preparámos tudo muito bem: Sapatos confortáveis, bons para grandes caminhadas,&amp;nbsp;o cestinho dos exploradores, os cães da sala porque os cães têm um bom faro, bolachinhas e leite para fazer um picnic e até levámos o ursinho para ele não se sentir sozinho. O Santiago, como pensa em tudo, trouxe de casa uma lanterna para o caso de termos que entrar na caverna do urso. E depois... Depois lá fomos nós à caça do urso...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/yQxfKXSxBg4" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foi um belo dia!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941286279373680515-3122480499218043769?l=pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/feeds/3122480499218043769/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941286279373680515&amp;postID=3122480499218043769' title='9 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/3122480499218043769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/3122480499218043769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/2012/01/vamos-caca-do-urso.html' title='Vamos à caça do urso'/><author><name>Maria da Luz Borges</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17667164567686890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_VKSxtMRQN1I/SIcjOxMzRLI/AAAAAAAAAA4/mTVfy_PUXIo/S220/menina+leonor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2aYcooGheyk/TxtSpwYtzvI/AAAAAAAADvI/_piEcYCcYSo/s72-c/CIMG0158.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941286279373680515.post-5367961280645542394</id><published>2012-01-19T23:18:00.002Z</published><updated>2012-01-19T23:21:34.035Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='talentos'/><title type='text'>Talentos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b-rb0P6rhR4/Txijkjw1wKI/AAAAAAAADu8/FPo9673M22U/s1600/CIMG0385.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="152" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b-rb0P6rhR4/Txijkjw1wKI/AAAAAAAADu8/FPo9673M22U/s200/CIMG0385.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span id="goog_2076173409"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_2076173410"&gt;Eles continuam a surpreender-me. Hoje foram as meninas crescidas que durante o intervelo da hora do almoço prepararam "um teatro" para apresentar à tarde. O texto, a coreografia e a interpertação foram criadas por elas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%3Ciframe%20width=%22560%22%20height=%22315%22%20src=%22http://www.youtube.com/embed/Kd97XprNkEI%22%20frameborder=%220%22%20allowfullscreen%3E%3C/iframe%3E"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Kd97XprNkEI" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941286279373680515-5367961280645542394?l=pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/feeds/5367961280645542394/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941286279373680515&amp;postID=5367961280645542394' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/5367961280645542394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/5367961280645542394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/2012/01/talentos_19.html' title='Talentos'/><author><name>Maria da Luz Borges</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17667164567686890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_VKSxtMRQN1I/SIcjOxMzRLI/AAAAAAAAAA4/mTVfy_PUXIo/S220/menina+leonor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b-rb0P6rhR4/Txijkjw1wKI/AAAAAAAADu8/FPo9673M22U/s72-c/CIMG0385.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941286279373680515.post-3201603027753510110</id><published>2012-01-18T23:17:00.002Z</published><updated>2012-01-18T23:29:05.360Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nome'/><title type='text'>O nosso cão e outras histórias...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WfTUURQDNSo/TxdL9kfAlMI/AAAAAAAADtY/2-yX09-dAgA/s1600/CIMG0176.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="117" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WfTUURQDNSo/TxdL9kfAlMI/AAAAAAAADtY/2-yX09-dAgA/s200/CIMG0176.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Na nossa sala temos um novo animal de estimação, chama-se Kiko e é muito bonzinho. Foi o Guga que, com a sua paciência e perserverança,&amp;nbsp;o construiu a partir de um jogo novo que chegou à nossa sala,&amp;nbsp; o "Clics", um jogo que nós estamos a adorar. É um jogo que nos ajuda a pensar e dá para construir quase tudo o que quisermos. Querem ver?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-avDh_3DjQME/TxdPQNPmukI/AAAAAAAADuA/2slvbBpI3R4/s1600/kiko.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-avDh_3DjQME/TxdPQNPmukI/AAAAAAAADuA/2slvbBpI3R4/s320/kiko.JPG" width="282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;O Kiko acabado de nascer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BZgf2gP4CR8/TxdN8nHWgJI/AAAAAAAADt4/50Ei1ICpFG0/s1600/CIMG0377.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BZgf2gP4CR8/TxdN8nHWgJI/AAAAAAAADt4/50Ei1ICpFG0/s320/CIMG0377.JPG" width="183" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;O Kiko com a sua trela a passear com a Inês&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PrDZnCgpHkQ/TxdNuNMLgEI/AAAAAAAADtg/uQOu22rNhkg/s1600/CIMG0358.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PrDZnCgpHkQ/TxdNuNMLgEI/AAAAAAAADtg/uQOu22rNhkg/s320/CIMG0358.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;O Kiko é um cão muito mimado... Todos lhe fazem festas! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--rsSvlvyBn8/TxdQ053Y2VI/AAAAAAAADuI/xqiqu5xztqE/s1600/CIMG0307.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--rsSvlvyBn8/TxdQ053Y2VI/AAAAAAAADuI/xqiqu5xztqE/s320/CIMG0307.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Os Pais do Rodrigo Aiveca trouxeram-nos um carrinho novo para o nosso recreio. É movido a "força de braços" e tem sido um sucesso. Olhem como estamos felizes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TokpVB8LfQU/TxdRt9t03xI/AAAAAAAADuQ/1WC2s-mXTuM/s1600/CIMG0346.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TokpVB8LfQU/TxdRt9t03xI/AAAAAAAADuQ/1WC2s-mXTuM/s320/CIMG0346.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;A nossa "viagem à roda do nosso nome" continua e nós já acabámos de pintar as iniciais do nosso nome&amp;nbsp; que&amp;nbsp; já estão expostas no corredor. Foram pintadas com algumas condicionantes: Só podiam ser utilizadas três cores da mesma família e só se podia pintar dentro da letra, mas tinha que se preencher o espaço todo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-p_vsqzVeG_g/TxdSy8jv35I/AAAAAAAADuo/jJ8dsRmNfPc/s1600/CIMG0378.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="181" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-p_vsqzVeG_g/TxdSy8jv35I/AAAAAAAADuo/jJ8dsRmNfPc/s320/CIMG0378.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ficaram&amp;nbsp;o máximo! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Um bom resto de semana para todos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941286279373680515-3201603027753510110?l=pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/feeds/3201603027753510110/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941286279373680515&amp;postID=3201603027753510110' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/3201603027753510110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/3201603027753510110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/2012/01/na-nossa-sala-temos-um-novo-animal-de.html' title='O nosso cão e outras histórias...'/><author><name>Maria da Luz Borges</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17667164567686890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_VKSxtMRQN1I/SIcjOxMzRLI/AAAAAAAAAA4/mTVfy_PUXIo/S220/menina+leonor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WfTUURQDNSo/TxdL9kfAlMI/AAAAAAAADtY/2-yX09-dAgA/s72-c/CIMG0176.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941286279373680515.post-8156087325631004467</id><published>2012-01-16T22:05:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-01-16T22:13:29.013Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Notícias'/><title type='text'>Notícias da nossa sala...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uS2GX3o_a78/TxSXrsosgoI/AAAAAAAADsg/AUE3MOZXStU/s1600/CIMG0075.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uS2GX3o_a78/TxSXrsosgoI/AAAAAAAADsg/AUE3MOZXStU/s200/CIMG0075.JPG" width="131" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Na nossa sala andamos sempre muito atarefados... Os dias correm velozes de tal modo apressados que nem conseguimos contar-vos tudo o que fazemos.&lt;br /&gt;para além do nosso novo projeto "What a wonderful world", que tem como objetivo dar a conhecer o nosso país e conhecer os países dos nossos parceiros, que desta vez são 12. Vejam lá quantas coisas novas nós iremos conhecer! Decidimos aceitar um novo desafio dos nossos amigos Polacos, vamos aderir ao projeto "Kindergarten without toys" e vamos, ao jeito dos nossos avós, ou não fosse o ano 2012 o ano Internacional da Pessoa Idosa, construir os nosso próprios brinquedos.&amp;nbsp; Mas isto não é tudo... Em Parceria com a APCOI, iniciámos o projeto Heróis da fruta, que está a correr muito bem. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vX0e7ZwOSUk/TxSbpsV5XfI/AAAAAAAADso/e_45ntabjMM/s320/CIMG0339.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Aqui estamos nós a comer a frutinha da manhã. Clementinas biológicas que vieram da horta do avô do Rodrigo Bernardo. Uma delícia!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Também começamos a nossa "Viagem à roda do meu nome". Tem sido um trabalho muito engraçado e que temos gostado muito de fazer. Quando tivermos o trabalho todo pronto logo vos explicamos todos os passos. Por agora deixamo-vos com algumas fotografias, só para aguçar a vossa curiosidade...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G7tu6IGY0W8/TxSeImyKmwI/AAAAAAAADtA/PLCx5lkMYZ4/s1600/CIMG0278.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G7tu6IGY0W8/TxSeImyKmwI/AAAAAAAADtA/PLCx5lkMYZ4/s320/CIMG0278.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WY7yXNRvOws/TxSeD-nkMTI/AAAAAAAADs4/5xgXEsRm3XA/s1600/CIMG0295.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WY7yXNRvOws/TxSeD-nkMTI/AAAAAAAADs4/5xgXEsRm3XA/s320/CIMG0295.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;Boa semana para vós!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941286279373680515-8156087325631004467?l=pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/feeds/8156087325631004467/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941286279373680515&amp;postID=8156087325631004467' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/8156087325631004467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/8156087325631004467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/2012/01/noticias-da-nossa-sala.html' title='Notícias da nossa sala...'/><author><name>Maria da Luz Borges</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17667164567686890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_VKSxtMRQN1I/SIcjOxMzRLI/AAAAAAAAAA4/mTVfy_PUXIo/S220/menina+leonor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uS2GX3o_a78/TxSXrsosgoI/AAAAAAAADsg/AUE3MOZXStU/s72-c/CIMG0075.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941286279373680515.post-7767767384738241758</id><published>2012-01-07T00:35:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-01-07T00:35:14.497Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dia de Reis'/><title type='text'>Nós somos os três reis</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xmm2ErB9GTU/TweRkDGA3pI/AAAAAAAADsE/wVWeX-Z-wLo/s1600/CIMG0223.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xmm2ErB9GTU/TweRkDGA3pI/AAAAAAAADsE/wVWeX-Z-wLo/s200/CIMG0223.JPG" width="128" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;"Nós somos os três reis,&lt;br /&gt;Viemos do Oriente.&lt;br /&gt;Trazer as boas festas&lt;br /&gt;E Paz para toda a gente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nós somos os três Reis,&lt;br /&gt;Guiados por uma Luz.&lt;br /&gt;Adoramos Deus Menino,&lt;br /&gt;Que se chama Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nós somos os três Reis&lt;br /&gt;Baltazar e Gaspar&lt;br /&gt;Também o Belchior,&lt;br /&gt;O veio adorar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nós somos os três Reis,&lt;br /&gt;Guiados por uma Luz&lt;br /&gt;E trazemos os presentes,&lt;br /&gt;Para o Menino Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ym0mFgyj7uc" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941286279373680515-7767767384738241758?l=pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/feeds/7767767384738241758/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941286279373680515&amp;postID=7767767384738241758' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/7767767384738241758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/7767767384738241758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/2012/01/nos-somos-os-tres-reis.html' title='Nós somos os três reis'/><author><name>Maria da Luz Borges</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17667164567686890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_VKSxtMRQN1I/SIcjOxMzRLI/AAAAAAAAAA4/mTVfy_PUXIo/S220/menina+leonor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xmm2ErB9GTU/TweRkDGA3pI/AAAAAAAADsE/wVWeX-Z-wLo/s72-c/CIMG0223.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941286279373680515.post-5218865729686262428</id><published>2012-01-05T23:48:00.001Z</published><updated>2012-01-05T23:48:19.374Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Teatro'/><title type='text'>Hoje fomos ao teatro</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TQFEBlHKRhY/TwYpQa1TUwI/AAAAAAAADrY/wtom8ODXQQ8/s1600/CIMG0184.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TQFEBlHKRhY/TwYpQa1TUwI/AAAAAAAADrY/wtom8ODXQQ8/s200/CIMG0184.JPG" width="120" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hoje fomos&amp;nbsp;ao Teatro Armando Cortês, na Casa do Artista, e assistimos à peça, &amp;nbsp;"O mundo mágico de Jack", levada a cena pelo TIL (Teatro Infantil de Lisboa).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-htWWNKpHBPc/TwY0LpxM5_I/AAAAAAAADrk/-J8sehNxUpg/s1600/CIMG0148.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-htWWNKpHBPc/TwY0LpxM5_I/AAAAAAAADrk/-J8sehNxUpg/s320/CIMG0148.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Lc4119cDppE/TwY0dvc7QEI/AAAAAAAADrw/oQ6qLwcpUWE/s1600/CIMG0150.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Lc4119cDppE/TwY0dvc7QEI/AAAAAAAADrw/oQ6qLwcpUWE/s320/CIMG0150.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Como sempre, valeu a pena.&lt;br /&gt;Um encanto!&lt;br /&gt;Cor, magia, ritmo, movimento e harmonia.&lt;br /&gt;Coragem, verdade, inocência, amizade, partilha, união, fraternidade, fidelidade aos próprios ideais, acreditar em si próprio, foram alguns dos valores que por lá foram falados.&lt;br /&gt;E no final um "happy end" à antiga pois&amp;nbsp;o bem, a amizade e a união, vencem o mal, o egoísmo e o oportunismo.&lt;br /&gt;De olhos abertos pelo espanto e a magia, de ouvidos à escuta e atenção redobrada eles exultaram de alegria quando viram os ogres malvados transformados em pedra e o Jack, ainda tão pequeno a conseguir transformar a vida da sua família e dos seus amigos.&lt;br /&gt;E a mensagem passou.&lt;br /&gt;E de quem é que gostaram mais, qual foi a sua personagem favorita? Sim, para a grande maioria o herói foi o pequeno e corajoso Jack, mas também houve crianças que se aperceberam da importância do papel da mãe e até do quanto a vaca branquinha com a sua amizade e fidelidade ajudaram Jack a ter a coragem para mudar o o rumo dos acontecimentos.&lt;br /&gt;E quando lhes perguntei quais eram os elementos da família do Jack, eles foram ainda mais longe e nomearam para além da Mãe, do Pai e do Tio, toda a comunidade e até os animais. E tudo isto me faz pensar... São fantásticas as nossas crianças!&lt;br /&gt;Querem saber como foi? Podem ver o trailer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/fBgTR_6k6Oo" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E no final todo o nosso entusiasmo. Olhem como estamos felizes! Pena que não gravámos o som...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P2sHqZy5rqY/TwY11lNyPRI/AAAAAAAADr8/cDng9egCJLY/s1600/CIMG0146.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P2sHqZy5rqY/TwY11lNyPRI/AAAAAAAADr8/cDng9egCJLY/s320/CIMG0146.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941286279373680515-5218865729686262428?l=pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/feeds/5218865729686262428/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941286279373680515&amp;postID=5218865729686262428' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/5218865729686262428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/5218865729686262428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/2012/01/hoje-fomos-ao-teatro.html' title='Hoje fomos ao teatro'/><author><name>Maria da Luz Borges</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17667164567686890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_VKSxtMRQN1I/SIcjOxMzRLI/AAAAAAAAAA4/mTVfy_PUXIo/S220/menina+leonor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TQFEBlHKRhY/TwYpQa1TUwI/AAAAAAAADrY/wtom8ODXQQ8/s72-c/CIMG0184.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941286279373680515.post-2192752744986276915</id><published>2012-01-02T22:34:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-01-02T22:40:44.423Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ano novo'/><title type='text'>Ano novo, vida nova...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mejQn89xhI4/TwIsdobCcoI/AAAAAAAADqo/N1-Jvdv3Cck/s1600/CIMG3939.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mejQn89xhI4/TwIsdobCcoI/AAAAAAAADqo/N1-Jvdv3Cck/s200/CIMG3939.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Acabou o tempo de Natal.&lt;br /&gt;Recomeçamos amanhã em grande força, cheios de projetos e com muita vontade de trabalhar. Ideias não faltam, que 27 cabeças sabem pensar muito bem e têm muitas ideias.&amp;nbsp;Amanhã, quando os meninos vierem todos, já temos milhões de coisas para falar, para pesquisar e para descobrir.&lt;br /&gt;O computador chegou que, apesar da crise, o Menino Jesus ainda sabe ser generoso. Falta agora instalar programas e arrumar tudo aquilo que, durante anos, se foi construindo e que ainda está muito bem guardado na memória do velho Asus.&amp;nbsp;Entretanto consegui recuperar algumas da fotografias do Natal na nossa sala. Assim que puder usar o meu computador novo, prometo que escrevo a história toda. Hoje deixo-vos apenas com a fotografia do nosso cantinho de Natal, do nosso presépio e do presente que oferecemos aos nossos pais e amigos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uB6p-1xBz0U/TwIvoCBBnuI/AAAAAAAADq0/2imr3pv2iXI/s1600/CIMG3653.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uB6p-1xBz0U/TwIvoCBBnuI/AAAAAAAADq0/2imr3pv2iXI/s320/CIMG3653.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;O nosso cantinho de Natal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9Bv7TD_tG_4/TwIvyjlcpsI/AAAAAAAADrA/BrJ7Xbmmwn4/s1600/CIMG3833.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9Bv7TD_tG_4/TwIvyjlcpsI/AAAAAAAADrA/BrJ7Xbmmwn4/s320/CIMG3833.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;O presépio, que desta vez tinha um lago com água, patos e muitos animais&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_pUfxzK3F7o/TwIv6l4_b4I/AAAAAAAADrM/ullDZ-OzuuM/s1600/CIMG3733.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_pUfxzK3F7o/TwIv6l4_b4I/AAAAAAAADrM/ullDZ-OzuuM/s320/CIMG3733.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;O presépio que fizemos para oferecer aos nossos pais.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Ah... e o anjo que está lá em cima, à esquerda, foi feito pelo Gustavo Cordeiro. Está lindo, não está?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Um bom recomeço para todos vós&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Luz e estrelinhas&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941286279373680515-2192752744986276915?l=pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/feeds/2192752744986276915/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941286279373680515&amp;postID=2192752744986276915' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/2192752744986276915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/2192752744986276915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/2012/01/ano-novo-vida-nova.html' title='Ano novo, vida nova...'/><author><name>Maria da Luz Borges</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17667164567686890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_VKSxtMRQN1I/SIcjOxMzRLI/AAAAAAAAAA4/mTVfy_PUXIo/S220/menina+leonor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mejQn89xhI4/TwIsdobCcoI/AAAAAAAADqo/N1-Jvdv3Cck/s72-c/CIMG3939.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941286279373680515.post-1092642326186200190</id><published>2011-12-24T02:32:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-12-24T02:32:22.254Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Natal'/><title type='text'>Natal</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_rP3EiNM8Ds/TvU5XN9QgQI/AAAAAAAADqc/r2G1ayLvlM0/s1600/presepio.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_rP3EiNM8Ds/TvU5XN9QgQI/AAAAAAAADqc/r2G1ayLvlM0/s640/presepio.jpg" width="310" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="post-body entry-content" id="post-body-5491988118823161178" style="color: #323232; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.5; position: relative; width: 508px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: Times;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: Times;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: Times;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: Times;"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="display: inline !important;"&gt;&lt;div style="display: inline !important;"&gt;&lt;div style="display: inline !important;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: #000c6c; font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;NATAL ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a17d40; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: Times;"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: Times;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: Times;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: Times;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: Times;"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="display: inline !important;"&gt;&lt;div style="display: inline !important;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a17d40; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: Times;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a17d40; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: Times;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a17d40; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: Times;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a17d40; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: Times;"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="display: inline !important;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: Times;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: Times;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: Times;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: Times;"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="display: inline !important;"&gt;&lt;div style="display: inline !important;"&gt;&lt;div style="display: inline !important; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="display: inline !important; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: #000c6c; font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Enquanto a chuva&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: #000c6c; font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Escorrer da minha vidraça&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: #000c6c; font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: #000c6c; font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;E furar o telhado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: #000c6c; font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: #000c6c; font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Daquele farrapo de homem&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: #000c6c; font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Que além passa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: #000c6c; font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Enquanto o pão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: #000c6c; font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: #000c6c; font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Não entrar com a justiça,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: #000c6c; font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: #000c6c; font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Lado a lado,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: #000c6c; font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: #000c6c; font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Mão a mão,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: #000c6c; font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: #000c6c; font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Nem Jesus vem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: #000c6c; font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: #000c6c; font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Andar pelos caminhos&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: #000c6c; font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;onde os outros vão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: #000c6c; font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #000c6c; font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Um dia,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #000c6c; font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;quando for Natal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: #000c6c; font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;(E já não for Dezembro)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: #000c6c; font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: #000c6c; font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;E o mundo for o espaço&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: #000c6c; font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: #000c6c; font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Onde cabe&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #000c6c; font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;um só abraço,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: #000c6c; font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Então&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #000c6c; font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Jesus virá&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: #000c6c; font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;E será,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #000c6c; font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;à flor de tudo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: #000c6c; font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;O Redentor&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: Times;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #000c6c; font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Universal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: #000c6c; font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;(Quando o Homem quiser&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: #000c6c; font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: #000c6c; font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Será Natal)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: #000c6c; font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #000c6c; font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Manuel Sérgio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 16pt;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;"Uma desgraça nunca vem só", diz o povo e eu acho que tem razão. Primeiro foram as grandes chuvadas e ficámos sem internet. Depois chegou a internet e fiquei sem computador :(((, (isto já para não falar da crise e do "desaparecimento/ perca/ ro..." dos subsídios de natal, do aumento do custo de vida, etc, etc, etc...).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Segundo afirma a Inês Dias com toda a sabedoria que lhe conferem os seus cinco anos de vida, a fábrica do Pai Natal está avariada e por isso este ano os presentes vão ser muito menos e bastante diferentes. Esperemos então que o Menino Jesus olhe para nós, se compadeça de tanta desgraça e me deixe no sapatinho um novo companheiro de trabalho, para que eu não tenha que estar sempre à "espera de vaga" no computador da minha filha. Desculpem a ausência forçada, mas desta vez a culpa foi mesmo do computador... Coitado, certamente estava fartinho de me aturar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Bom Natal para todos! Penso em vós!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Luz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941286279373680515-1092642326186200190?l=pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/feeds/1092642326186200190/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941286279373680515&amp;postID=1092642326186200190' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/1092642326186200190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/1092642326186200190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/2011/12/natal_990.html' title='Natal'/><author><name>Maria da Luz Borges</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17667164567686890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_VKSxtMRQN1I/SIcjOxMzRLI/AAAAAAAAAA4/mTVfy_PUXIo/S220/menina+leonor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_rP3EiNM8Ds/TvU5XN9QgQI/AAAAAAAADqc/r2G1ayLvlM0/s72-c/presepio.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941286279373680515.post-8925912882257072283</id><published>2011-12-10T01:12:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-12-10T01:16:00.332Z</updated><title type='text'>A pedido do Santiago...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v5fbp-bb8oE/TuKx5OAfPBI/AAAAAAAADo4/sSlZ83mzujs/s1600/Dezembro+%252845%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="143" mda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v5fbp-bb8oE/TuKx5OAfPBI/AAAAAAAADo4/sSlZ83mzujs/s200/Dezembro+%252845%2529.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A pedido do Santiago que gosta muito de modelar, e que tem dedicado o seus últimos tempos a modelar cenas de Natal, aqui ficam as suas obras de arte.&lt;br /&gt;Bom fim de semana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x0jXVX7rA4g/TuKyk6jPvdI/AAAAAAAADpA/GC3xJFltE8s/s1600/CIMG3844.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x0jXVX7rA4g/TuKyk6jPvdI/AAAAAAAADpA/GC3xJFltE8s/s1600/CIMG3844.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yT08YdGmjGA/TtwLxYPpAXI/AAAAAAAADow/QrB2SVMh6hw/s1600/5.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yT08YdGmjGA/TtwLxYPpAXI/AAAAAAAADow/QrB2SVMh6hw/s200/5.JPG" width="140" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;O Natal está a chegar e nós estamos a prepará-lo com muito cuidado. Depois do Pai Natal chegou a hora de fazer o presépio, que tem que ficar muito bonito porque este ano, disse-nos a Inês Dias, o Pai Natal tem pouco dinheirinho e por isso é o Menino Jesus que vem entregar as prendas. Como O queremos receber bem, decidimos que o nosso presépio tem que ficar bonito e por isso fomos procurar elementos naturais que pudessem embelezar o nosso presépio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/rRt-bOu3bcs" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941286279373680515-1082336704578767086?l=pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/feeds/1082336704578767086/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941286279373680515&amp;postID=1082336704578767086' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/1082336704578767086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/1082336704578767086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/2011/12/preparando-o-natal.html' title='Preparando o Natal...'/><author><name>Maria da Luz Borges</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17667164567686890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_VKSxtMRQN1I/SIcjOxMzRLI/AAAAAAAAAA4/mTVfy_PUXIo/S220/menina+leonor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yT08YdGmjGA/TtwLxYPpAXI/AAAAAAAADow/QrB2SVMh6hw/s72-c/5.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941286279373680515.post-4142420953941658496</id><published>2011-12-03T15:09:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-12-03T15:15:49.654Z</updated><title type='text'>O Natal já vai chegar...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YQvgXH8duEk/Tto7fyewcQI/AAAAAAAADoo/Gz6oYhlY2HU/s1600/arvore.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YQvgXH8duEk/Tto7fyewcQI/AAAAAAAADoo/Gz6oYhlY2HU/s200/arvore.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;O Natal já vai chegar e&amp;nbsp; na nossa sala estamos muito empenhados em festejá-lo. &lt;br /&gt;Começámos com o Pai Natal. procurámos saber que é, onde vive, o que faz, como se veste, quem são os seus amigos e por fim desenhámo-lo. Foi assim que ficou: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="__ss_10446749" style="width: 425px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="display: block; margin: 12px 0px 4px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slideshare.net/rosaborges/pai-natal-ppt" target="_blank" title="Pai natal ppt"&gt;Pai natal ppt&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;iframe frameborder="0" height="355" marginheight="0" marginwidth="0" scrolling="no" src="http://www.slideshare.net/slideshow/embed_code/10446749" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div style="padding-bottom: 12px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;"&gt;View more &lt;a href="http://www.slideshare.net/" target="_blank"&gt;presentations&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://www.slideshare.net/rosaborges" target="_blank"&gt;Marialuz Borges&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estão bonitos ou não?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941286279373680515-4142420953941658496?l=pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/feeds/4142420953941658496/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941286279373680515&amp;postID=4142420953941658496' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/4142420953941658496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/4142420953941658496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/2011/12/o-natal-ja-vai-chegar.html' title='O Natal já vai chegar...'/><author><name>Maria da Luz Borges</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17667164567686890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_VKSxtMRQN1I/SIcjOxMzRLI/AAAAAAAAAA4/mTVfy_PUXIo/S220/menina+leonor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YQvgXH8duEk/Tto7fyewcQI/AAAAAAAADoo/Gz6oYhlY2HU/s72-c/arvore.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941286279373680515.post-4366644582332774031</id><published>2011-11-30T23:00:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-12-02T07:41:47.661Z</updated><title type='text'>É preciso ser muito crescido...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BCPPim60_w0/Tta1ggOOJFI/AAAAAAAADoI/uwDx7dlDnsU/s1600/ursinho.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BCPPim60_w0/Tta1ggOOJFI/AAAAAAAADoI/uwDx7dlDnsU/s200/ursinho.jpg" width="154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Na nossa sala há um ursinho de peluche. Já é um ursinho muito velhote, pois já tem 51 anos, mas é castanho, fofinho e é um daqueles ursinhos que quando se agarra parece que nos quer abraçar. Alegrou a minha infância e a infância da minha filha e, como detesta estar sozinho, já algum tempo que vive na nossa sala.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;É um urso muito mimado, pois tem um guarda roupa e, para não ficar sozinho na sala, todos os dias vai dormir a casa de uma das crianças. Quem o leva tem também a obrigação de cuidar dele no dia seguinte, tarefa que eles fazem com muita alegria, muito empenho, muito cuidado e que por nada deste mundo delegam noutra criança da sala.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d9_0nAhoDm8/Tta4kof210I/AAAAAAAADog/4v_p0NKSKFs/s1600/CIMG3031.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d9_0nAhoDm8/Tta4kof210I/AAAAAAAADog/4v_p0NKSKFs/s320/CIMG3031.JPG" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0ARstOuuiyE/Tta4FBoND6I/AAAAAAAADoY/kMOvDuAwzUU/s1600/CIMG3032.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0ARstOuuiyE/Tta4FBoND6I/AAAAAAAADoY/kMOvDuAwzUU/s320/CIMG3032.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Hoje porém, aconteceu uma coisa que me comoveu e ao mesmo tempo&amp;nbsp;me encheu de orgulho. Hoje o ursinho estava ao cuidado da Margarida, que é uma menina muito crescida e muito responsável. Ela estava&amp;nbsp; muito feliz, pois tinha esperado muito tempo por este dia que finalmente tinha chegado. Porém hoje, o Gustavo Cordeiro chegou à sala um bocadinho triste. Há uns dias que, por um motivo nada agradável, não pode estar com a mãe e está triste e um bocadinho fragilizado. Por isso chora com facilidade e está um bocadinho dependente dos adultos. Hoje, mais uma vez, ao entrar na sala se aninhou ao meu colo e eu deixei-o ficar, o que intrigou os amigos. Para evitar confusões, disse às outras crianças que hoje tínhamos que ser muito cuidadosos com o Gustavo porque ele estava a precisar muito de miminhos. Então a Margarida levantou-se pôs o ursinho ao colo do Gustavo e disse: - Toma, hoje&amp;nbsp;ficas tu com ele. Acho que precisas mais do que eu! Quando já não estiveres triste logo fica para mim!...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Grande Margarida! É preciso ser-se muito crescida para conseguir&amp;nbsp;abdicar de&amp;nbsp;um momento que se desejou tanto&amp;nbsp;e&amp;nbsp;cedê-lo a um amigo&amp;nbsp;! Estou mesmo muito orgulhosa de ti!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941286279373680515-4366644582332774031?l=pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/feeds/4366644582332774031/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941286279373680515&amp;postID=4366644582332774031' title='9 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/4366644582332774031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/4366644582332774031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/2011/11/e-preciso-ser-muito-crescido.html' title='É preciso ser muito crescido...'/><author><name>Maria da Luz Borges</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17667164567686890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_VKSxtMRQN1I/SIcjOxMzRLI/AAAAAAAAAA4/mTVfy_PUXIo/S220/menina+leonor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BCPPim60_w0/Tta1ggOOJFI/AAAAAAAADoI/uwDx7dlDnsU/s72-c/ursinho.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941286279373680515.post-3651556245343059541</id><published>2011-11-28T21:43:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-11-29T18:40:20.148Z</updated><title type='text'>Oficina de aeronaves</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NoWC18BPwKc/TtQAZdWVr6I/AAAAAAAADnc/l9k1H3BYKhg/s1600/CIMG4698.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NoWC18BPwKc/TtQAZdWVr6I/AAAAAAAADnc/l9k1H3BYKhg/s200/CIMG4698.JPG" width="76" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Como um verdadeiro mestre, o nosso Jonas Pinto criou, juntamente com o Santiago e com o Jonas Dias, uma oficina de montagem de aeronaves de papel. E parece que sabe ensinar muito bem, pois os amigos aprenderam com facilidade e, ao fim de pouco tempo já tinham a funcionar, uma verdadeira linha de montagem, com aeronaves de todas as cores, tamanhos e para todos os gostos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kNOZvxysDFI/TtQCtHq4wOI/AAAAAAAADnk/AEkjtANhqH0/s1600/CIMG2921.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vZ4jVgYXqCU/TtQDBPoFe2I/AAAAAAAADns/I9a1oBFp5F8/s1600/CIMG2919.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vZ4jVgYXqCU/TtQDBPoFe2I/AAAAAAAADns/I9a1oBFp5F8/s1600/CIMG2919.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rDvSz7kARMI/TtQDLSsT90I/AAAAAAAADn0/rKEOxZSHksY/s1600/CIMG2920.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rDvSz7kARMI/TtQDLSsT90I/AAAAAAAADn0/rKEOxZSHksY/s1600/CIMG2920.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;É muito bom vê-los organizarem-se entre si e construir em equipa, sem a interferência do adulto. Eu fico perfeitamente estarrecida com os progressos!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941286279373680515-3651556245343059541?l=pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/feeds/3651556245343059541/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941286279373680515&amp;postID=3651556245343059541' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/3651556245343059541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/3651556245343059541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/2011/11/oficina-de-aeronaves.html' title='Oficina de aeronaves'/><author><name>Maria da Luz Borges</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17667164567686890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_VKSxtMRQN1I/SIcjOxMzRLI/AAAAAAAAAA4/mTVfy_PUXIo/S220/menina+leonor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NoWC18BPwKc/TtQAZdWVr6I/AAAAAAAADnc/l9k1H3BYKhg/s72-c/CIMG4698.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941286279373680515.post-7044037112537261726</id><published>2011-11-27T21:54:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-11-28T07:27:48.999Z</updated><title type='text'>Mais vale tarde que nunca...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kYAx3A7JjoQ/TtKxjKHDZNI/AAAAAAAADms/ZsJKlMMN5L0/s1600/CIMG1699.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="149" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kYAx3A7JjoQ/TtKxjKHDZNI/AAAAAAAADms/ZsJKlMMN5L0/s200/CIMG1699.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Este ano andamos mesmo atrasados :(((. &lt;br /&gt;Não sei bem porquê, mas este ano, o tempo parece passar tão rápido que nem temos tempo de fazer as actividades planeadas. &lt;br /&gt;Foi assim que, apesar de termos feito o papel&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;com as cores do Outono, para forrar&amp;nbsp; as caixinhas feitas a partir da reciclgem dos pacotinhos de leite escolar,ainda não tínhamos conseguido fazer "os bolinhos para os nossos pais. &lt;br /&gt;Conseguimos finalmente um bocadinho de tempo na sexta feira passada e fizemos"Salame de chocolate". &lt;br /&gt;Foi muito bom porque medimos, pesámos, comparámos, cheirámos, provámos e&amp;nbsp;observámos cores e texturas, enfim um dia de muito trabalho. &lt;br /&gt;Finalmente, à tarde, depois de ter estado uma horas no frigorífico, partimo-lo às fatias, comemos algumas e levámos&amp;nbsp;outras para casa para provarmos em família. &lt;br /&gt;Será que gostaram? Amanhã já saberemos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7s9uzBKWmA4/TtKzxYSjVrI/AAAAAAAADm0/beTZXrAUIgA/s1600/CIMG3046.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7s9uzBKWmA4/TtKzxYSjVrI/AAAAAAAADm0/beTZXrAUIgA/s1600/CIMG3046.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;As nossas caixinhas para a família. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G3X8FJ4FyPs/TtKz7BluYZI/AAAAAAAADm8/tWDGr_X2tuM/s1600/CIMG3037.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G3X8FJ4FyPs/TtKz7BluYZI/AAAAAAAADm8/tWDGr_X2tuM/s1600/CIMG3037.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Muito concentrados a mexer o açúcar&amp;nbsp; e a manteiga.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-70HS0BuIFPA/TtKz_U5rjwI/AAAAAAAADnE/LQthv8JCZJc/s1600/CIMG3041.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-70HS0BuIFPA/TtKz_U5rjwI/AAAAAAAADnE/LQthv8JCZJc/s1600/CIMG3041.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ás vezes era preciso muita força...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-275FgFL8nUI/TtM2li8cw0I/AAAAAAAADnU/5BlMAesJ0z8/s1600/CIMG3043.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-275FgFL8nUI/TtM2li8cw0I/AAAAAAAADnU/5BlMAesJ0z8/s1600/CIMG3043.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Finalmente pronto...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XAUS_p74vwU/TtK0IWHiLgI/AAAAAAAADnM/-MHWMv70QPY/s1600/CIMG3045.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XAUS_p74vwU/TtK0IWHiLgI/AAAAAAAADnM/-MHWMv70QPY/s1600/CIMG3045.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Como ficou no final!&lt;/div&gt;Uma boa semana para todos...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941286279373680515-7044037112537261726?l=pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/feeds/7044037112537261726/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941286279373680515&amp;postID=7044037112537261726' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/7044037112537261726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/7044037112537261726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/2011/11/mais-vale-tarde-que-nunca.html' title='Mais vale tarde que nunca...'/><author><name>Maria da Luz Borges</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17667164567686890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_VKSxtMRQN1I/SIcjOxMzRLI/AAAAAAAAAA4/mTVfy_PUXIo/S220/menina+leonor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kYAx3A7JjoQ/TtKxjKHDZNI/AAAAAAAADms/ZsJKlMMN5L0/s72-c/CIMG1699.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941286279373680515.post-2779216250510323222</id><published>2011-11-22T21:12:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-11-22T21:23:15.778Z</updated><title type='text'>Dente de ferro</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2QbXNIsUTRQ/TswQQWMDaUI/AAAAAAAADmM/N-RY4pt1pUA/s1600/CIMG0362+%25282%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2QbXNIsUTRQ/TswQQWMDaUI/AAAAAAAADmM/N-RY4pt1pUA/s1600/CIMG0362+%25282%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;O Rodrigo Aiveca foi ao dentista e trouxe de lá um selante prateado. Por isso chegou à sala muito entusiasmado com o seu "dente de ferro" que, durante toda a manhã, fez questão de mostrar a cada um que chegava de novo, deitando a lingua de fora, fazendo caretas, mas sempre muito compenetrado no seu papel. Os amigos, por sua vez,&amp;nbsp;foram observando com atenção e até alguma admiração.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v_V_iRzXTPM/TswQ9hAbIgI/AAAAAAAADmU/64GIw4mkH9Y/s1600/CIMG2720.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v_V_iRzXTPM/TswQ9hAbIgI/AAAAAAAADmU/64GIw4mkH9Y/s320/CIMG2720.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nx1_ueE8Btc/TswREF1g_TI/AAAAAAAADmc/2DZqSWgFgok/s1600/CIMG2721.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nx1_ueE8Btc/TswREF1g_TI/AAAAAAAADmc/2DZqSWgFgok/s320/CIMG2721.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EVNkAU_nm4k/TswRIUck6pI/AAAAAAAADmk/T3NniELkffM/s1600/CIMG2723.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EVNkAU_nm4k/TswRIUck6pI/AAAAAAAADmk/T3NniELkffM/s320/CIMG2723.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Por fim&amp;nbsp;chega o Rodrigo Almeida e o Rodrigo Aiveca mais uma vez conta a história do seu "dente de ferro".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Diz o amigo: "Que sorte que tu tens, com um dente assim tão forte a partir de hoje vais esmigalhar as bolachas num instantinho".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Então e não é que é mesmo verdade... Desde que tem o seu dente especial o Rodrigo passou a ser um dos primeiros a acabar de almoçar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941286279373680515-2779216250510323222?l=pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/feeds/2779216250510323222/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941286279373680515&amp;postID=2779216250510323222' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/2779216250510323222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/2779216250510323222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/2011/11/dente-de-ferro.html' title='Dente de ferro'/><author><name>Maria da Luz Borges</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17667164567686890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_VKSxtMRQN1I/SIcjOxMzRLI/AAAAAAAAAA4/mTVfy_PUXIo/S220/menina+leonor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2QbXNIsUTRQ/TswQQWMDaUI/AAAAAAAADmM/N-RY4pt1pUA/s72-c/CIMG0362+%25282%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941286279373680515.post-3007896699244599570</id><published>2011-11-20T23:13:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-11-21T01:09:14.384Z</updated><title type='text'>Afazeres...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nGI_dDviPgo/TsmJmJ0O3kI/AAAAAAAADmE/BkJaLb86rFM/s1600/Medo.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nGI_dDviPgo/TsmJmJ0O3kI/AAAAAAAADmE/BkJaLb86rFM/s200/Medo.JPG" width="173" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;﻿São tantos os afazeres e tamanha a loucura de coisas ao meu redor, que não tenho tido tempo para passar por aqui :(((! &lt;br /&gt;No Jardim de Infância a vida vai decorrendo com normalidade e dentro do planeado, indiferente às nossas dificuldades e limitações. Por isso e para que não nos atrasemos ainda mais, aqui ficam alguns dos momentos vividos&amp;nbsp; nestas duas semanas de afastamento:)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/5tsTB83iUpU?hl=pt&amp;amp;fs=1" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Querem ver como foi "ao natural"? Então aqui vai...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/RNxtB1RI2Os?hl=pt&amp;amp;fs=1" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boa semana para todos!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941286279373680515-3007896699244599570?l=pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/feeds/3007896699244599570/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941286279373680515&amp;postID=3007896699244599570' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/3007896699244599570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/3007896699244599570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/2011/11/afazeres.html' title='Afazeres...'/><author><name>Maria da Luz Borges</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17667164567686890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_VKSxtMRQN1I/SIcjOxMzRLI/AAAAAAAAAA4/mTVfy_PUXIo/S220/menina+leonor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nGI_dDviPgo/TsmJmJ0O3kI/AAAAAAAADmE/BkJaLb86rFM/s72-c/Medo.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941286279373680515.post-4484464895033105481</id><published>2011-11-06T22:52:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-11-06T23:01:55.539Z</updated><title type='text'>O Outono em Lublin</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vyGYYHUX8v0/TrcPAdGbGZI/AAAAAAAADaU/Qd8RySGifLU/s1600/pequeno.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ida="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vyGYYHUX8v0/TrcPAdGbGZI/AAAAAAAADaU/Qd8RySGifLU/s1600/pequeno.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Acabou de chegar e é digno de ser visto. Um Outono completamente diferente do nosso, nas cores e nas temperaturas que, segundo eles este ano estão muito amenas, pois ainda estão com 3 graus positivos. Mesmo assim ainda passam cerca de 1.30 minutos por dia ao ar livre :)... Tanto que ainda temos a aprender.&lt;br /&gt;Amanhã, na sala, vamos ver o filme pois esta é uma boa &amp;nbsp;forma de aprender&amp;nbsp;a diversidade deste belo planeta que é a nossa casa!&lt;br /&gt;Então aqui fica o Outono na escola dos nossos amigos Polacos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Nt5CFZQ8C9U" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941286279373680515-4484464895033105481?l=pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/feeds/4484464895033105481/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941286279373680515&amp;postID=4484464895033105481' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/4484464895033105481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/4484464895033105481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/2011/11/o-outono-em-lublin.html' title='O Outono em Lublin'/><author><name>Maria da Luz Borges</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17667164567686890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_VKSxtMRQN1I/SIcjOxMzRLI/AAAAAAAAAA4/mTVfy_PUXIo/S220/menina+leonor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vyGYYHUX8v0/TrcPAdGbGZI/AAAAAAAADaU/Qd8RySGifLU/s72-c/pequeno.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941286279373680515.post-3515160475458240361</id><published>2011-11-06T00:40:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-11-06T00:42:09.056Z</updated><title type='text'>Dias felizes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WIHOTOGNBc0/TrXXGSuVD_I/AAAAAAAADOw/v5JMFpYdP0E/s1600/SAM_0087.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="153" ida="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WIHOTOGNBc0/TrXXGSuVD_I/AAAAAAAADOw/v5JMFpYdP0E/s200/SAM_0087.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;"E assim se passou a sua primeira infância... Como a alvorada que anuncia o mais belo dia!" Paul et Virgine - Bernardin de St. Pierre&lt;br /&gt;Alguns dos nossos momentos felizes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu e a Ivone&amp;nbsp;no olhar da Patrícia de 5 anos&amp;nbsp;- Estamos fantásticas! Obrigado Patrícia!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-77wFBPGcRa4/TrXUoamxW-I/AAAAAAAADNA/ZcmqmrXaM8M/s1600/CIMG1429.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ida="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-77wFBPGcRa4/TrXUoamxW-I/AAAAAAAADNA/ZcmqmrXaM8M/s320/CIMG1429.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Serenidade...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EwBpIKdcyVI/TrXUxc4EERI/AAAAAAAADNI/MR5r7k2sEpY/s1600/CIMG1574.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ida="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EwBpIKdcyVI/TrXUxc4EERI/AAAAAAAADNI/MR5r7k2sEpY/s320/CIMG1574.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Inocência...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HHpSLV3Mj-o/TrXU7vEAfiI/AAAAAAAADNQ/eEY6x3bWOoE/s1600/CIMG1644.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ida="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HHpSLV3Mj-o/TrXU7vEAfiI/AAAAAAAADNQ/eEY6x3bWOoE/s320/CIMG1644.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Amizade...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rEFCG3APG0k/TrXVEIVIFsI/AAAAAAAADNY/yW_x-ht0RWU/s1600/CIMG1839.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ida="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rEFCG3APG0k/TrXVEIVIFsI/AAAAAAAADNY/yW_x-ht0RWU/s320/CIMG1839.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ternura...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xBHn7TUOdI8/TrXVNbpOOEI/AAAAAAAADNg/NwbP9VpmOWU/s1600/CIMG1716.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ida="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xBHn7TUOdI8/TrXVNbpOOEI/AAAAAAAADNg/NwbP9VpmOWU/s320/CIMG1716.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Descoberta...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-soTm4fRn09A/TrXVYylvtiI/AAAAAAAADNo/EBA1cBALzJE/s1600/CIMG1546.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ida="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-soTm4fRn09A/TrXVYylvtiI/AAAAAAAADNo/EBA1cBALzJE/s320/CIMG1546.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;Unidade...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F1qpAZXS6fU/TrXWR7FC_OI/AAAAAAAADOI/R_BQKWLsWoc/s1600/CIMG2429.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ida="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F1qpAZXS6fU/TrXWR7FC_OI/AAAAAAAADOI/R_BQKWLsWoc/s320/CIMG2429.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Colaboração...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-09u_QqVW8KQ/TrXWeLT-QbI/AAAAAAAADOY/yHVGDVSUx3s/s1600/CIMG1784.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ida="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-09u_QqVW8KQ/TrXWeLT-QbI/AAAAAAAADOY/yHVGDVSUx3s/s320/CIMG1784.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Sintonia...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3jiJdLOIbDY/TrXWzPlrhRI/AAAAAAAADOg/3kvX3LpqaT0/s1600/CIMG2431.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ida="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3jiJdLOIbDY/TrXWzPlrhRI/AAAAAAAADOg/3kvX3LpqaT0/s320/CIMG2431.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Surpresa...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0xKsYTwwsok/TrXW6rIYCfI/AAAAAAAADOo/ogsHyGr-Ep0/s1600/CIMG2464.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ida="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0xKsYTwwsok/TrXW6rIYCfI/AAAAAAAADOo/ogsHyGr-Ep0/s320/CIMG2464.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;A melhor mensagem do mundo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941286279373680515-3515160475458240361?l=pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/feeds/3515160475458240361/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941286279373680515&amp;postID=3515160475458240361' title='12 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/3515160475458240361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/3515160475458240361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/2011/11/dias-felizes.html' title='Dias felizes'/><author><name>Maria da Luz Borges</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17667164567686890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_VKSxtMRQN1I/SIcjOxMzRLI/AAAAAAAAAA4/mTVfy_PUXIo/S220/menina+leonor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WIHOTOGNBc0/TrXXGSuVD_I/AAAAAAAADOw/v5JMFpYdP0E/s72-c/SAM_0087.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941286279373680515.post-4661357869214634873</id><published>2011-11-01T21:06:00.003Z</published><updated>2011-11-01T21:08:27.581Z</updated><title type='text'>Um dia mesmo muito aterrador!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZSywZgvfRwM/TrBeQUXGucI/AAAAAAAADBs/8aJ5EEG078k/s1600/CIMG2236.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ida="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZSywZgvfRwM/TrBeQUXGucI/AAAAAAAADBs/8aJ5EEG078k/s1600/CIMG2236.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Um dia "muito aterrador" e muito divertido foi o que vivemos ontem e que tão depressa não&amp;nbsp; vamos conseguir esquecer...&lt;br /&gt;Querem saber como foi?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/QjYe414U0sc?hl=pt&amp;amp;fs=1" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E amanhã, se não chover, vamos ao "Pão por Deus", que as nossas tradições também têm que ser preservadas!&lt;br /&gt;Bom "Pão por Deus" para todos!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941286279373680515-4661357869214634873?l=pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/feeds/4661357869214634873/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941286279373680515&amp;postID=4661357869214634873' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/4661357869214634873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/4661357869214634873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/2011/11/um-dia-mesmo-muito-aterrador.html' title='Um dia mesmo muito aterrador!'/><author><name>Maria da Luz Borges</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17667164567686890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_VKSxtMRQN1I/SIcjOxMzRLI/AAAAAAAAAA4/mTVfy_PUXIo/S220/menina+leonor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZSywZgvfRwM/TrBeQUXGucI/AAAAAAAADBs/8aJ5EEG078k/s72-c/CIMG2236.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941286279373680515.post-6530521728656451635</id><published>2011-10-28T23:47:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-29T21:50:07.194+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dia das Bruxas'/><title type='text'>Para fazer uma bruxa precisamos de...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AVNjG1Y6RXI/TqsvRLFwOwI/AAAAAAAAC2I/VYnx87eTmQs/s1600/CIMG2466.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" ida="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AVNjG1Y6RXI/TqsvRLFwOwI/AAAAAAAAC2I/VYnx87eTmQs/s200/CIMG2466.JPG" width="151" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;"Se não os podes vencer junta-te a eles" , diz o ditado. &lt;br /&gt;Por isso este ano, em colaboração com a Educadora Magda do CAF, estamos a preparar o "Dia das bruxas" e, verdade seja dita, até tem sido divertido.&amp;nbsp; Temos passado os dias entre aranhas, morcegos, gatos pretos, fantasmas e bruxas, muitas bruxas de todas as cores e feitios. Mas também temos aprendido algumas coisas e, por isso aproveitámos para falar de formas geométricas e, com a ajuda de alguns triangulos e de um círculo,&amp;nbsp;fizemos umas bruxinhas para o nosso corredor. Querem saber como foi? Então aqui fica "a receita".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-df2fb3c140f0824b" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Ddf2fb3c140f0824b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330423231%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5A10430785DBA7A69E154C2BA9FEB3AFA1E496AC.24EA6E3A9E4CF411C23091BC6325C7CF52319082%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Ddf2fb3c140f0824b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Ddydgp7fnSE9sxS-Xrt8DQhZeqMs&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Ddf2fb3c140f0824b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330423231%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5A10430785DBA7A69E154C2BA9FEB3AFA1E496AC.24EA6E3A9E4CF411C23091BC6325C7CF52319082%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Ddf2fb3c140f0824b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Ddydgp7fnSE9sxS-Xrt8DQhZeqMs&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941286279373680515-6530521728656451635?l=pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/feeds/6530521728656451635/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941286279373680515&amp;postID=6530521728656451635' title='12 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/6530521728656451635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/6530521728656451635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/2011/10/para-fazer-uma-bruxa-precisamos-de.html' title='Para fazer uma bruxa precisamos de...'/><author><name>Maria da Luz Borges</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17667164567686890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_VKSxtMRQN1I/SIcjOxMzRLI/AAAAAAAAAA4/mTVfy_PUXIo/S220/menina+leonor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AVNjG1Y6RXI/TqsvRLFwOwI/AAAAAAAAC2I/VYnx87eTmQs/s72-c/CIMG2466.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941286279373680515.post-8429548734108315538</id><published>2011-10-27T21:49:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T21:54:29.105+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Solidariedade</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N9N_dv8AxSU/TqnEtdMPgsI/AAAAAAAAC1I/ExQAtg38X4E/s1600/CIMG0350.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" ida="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N9N_dv8AxSU/TqnEtdMPgsI/AAAAAAAAC1I/ExQAtg38X4E/s200/CIMG0350.JPG" width="147" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Comentários para quê? &lt;br /&gt;É mesmo solidariedade expontânea de uma das meninas grandes para com uma das pequeninas!&lt;br /&gt;É assim entre nós:)))&lt;br /&gt;Um carinho!&lt;br /&gt;Um orgulho!&lt;br /&gt;Um regalo para os olhos e o coração!&lt;br /&gt;(Em pé, enquanto espera pela sua grande amiga Inês A., a Inês D. vai abrindo a boca a cada nova colher, como se do seu gesto dependesse a velocidade a que a Marianinha engolia o&amp;nbsp;yogurte.) &lt;br /&gt;Que orgulho tenho nestes meninos!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-65MOvAfT8z8/TqnCTCWf1AI/AAAAAAAAC1A/iC1WBZLHlr0/s1600/CIMG2250.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ida="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-65MOvAfT8z8/TqnCTCWf1AI/AAAAAAAAC1A/iC1WBZLHlr0/s320/CIMG2250.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941286279373680515-8429548734108315538?l=pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/feeds/8429548734108315538/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941286279373680515&amp;postID=8429548734108315538' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/8429548734108315538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/8429548734108315538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/2011/10/solidariedade.html' title='Solidariedade'/><author><name>Maria da Luz Borges</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17667164567686890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_VKSxtMRQN1I/SIcjOxMzRLI/AAAAAAAAAA4/mTVfy_PUXIo/S220/menina+leonor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N9N_dv8AxSU/TqnEtdMPgsI/AAAAAAAAC1I/ExQAtg38X4E/s72-c/CIMG0350.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941286279373680515.post-4453325063114428093</id><published>2011-10-25T23:02:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T23:02:54.602+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Atelier de cor e sabor</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--UfjKmb18RM/TqcnneYK4MI/AAAAAAAAC0g/rQ4jJBwDb2I/s1600/CIMG2246.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="169" ida="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--UfjKmb18RM/TqcnneYK4MI/AAAAAAAAC0g/rQ4jJBwDb2I/s200/CIMG2246.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque quebrar a rotina é muito importante...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque conhecer novos espaços e conhecer outras pessoas nos ajuda a crescer, hoje fomos à Fábrica da Pólvora para participar numa actividade que nos falava sobre alimentação.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Doontiy2vis?hl=pt&amp;amp;fs=1" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941286279373680515-4453325063114428093?l=pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/feeds/4453325063114428093/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941286279373680515&amp;postID=4453325063114428093' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/4453325063114428093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/4453325063114428093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/2011/10/atelier-de-cor-e-sabor.html' title='Atelier de cor e sabor'/><author><name>Maria da Luz Borges</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17667164567686890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_VKSxtMRQN1I/SIcjOxMzRLI/AAAAAAAAAA4/mTVfy_PUXIo/S220/menina+leonor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--UfjKmb18RM/TqcnneYK4MI/AAAAAAAAC0g/rQ4jJBwDb2I/s72-c/CIMG2246.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941286279373680515.post-5823575440184237764</id><published>2011-10-23T23:07:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T21:43:39.315+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Semana da alimentação'/><title type='text'>Semana da alimentação</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i2ZnpQ4Z7bA/TqSJ1itAvLI/AAAAAAAAC0E/k2O1rP7uRs8/s1600/CIMG0416.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="149" rda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i2ZnpQ4Z7bA/TqSJ1itAvLI/AAAAAAAAC0E/k2O1rP7uRs8/s200/CIMG0416.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Terminou em pleno a nossa semana da alimentação. Foi uma semana de muito trabalho, pois não parámos um minuto, mas foi uma semana feliz. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/-zi9HdBrM7s?hl=pt&amp;amp;fs=1" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Segunda feira, tal como já contámos, foi o dia do "pequeno almoço saudável" e das espetadinhas de fruta oferecidas pelos meninos do segundo ano.&lt;br /&gt;Terça feira foi o dia da sopa. Gostámos muito de a fazer, mas ainda gostámos mais de a comer. À tarde modelámos os legumes em pasta de farinha.&lt;br /&gt;Na quarta feira foi o dia dedicado às saladas. Os legumes que escolhemos foram a cenoura e o tomate. Mas antes de fazermos a salada, que era de facil confeção,&amp;nbsp;utilizamos os legumes modelados na véspera para realizar&amp;nbsp;uma atividade de matemática onde clasificámos, seriámos e fizemos contagens. À tarde desenhámos os legumes para fazer a receita da sopa. Ficaram lindos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/LxK1yWvIhZg?hl=pt&amp;amp;fs=1" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quinta feira foi o dia dedicado à fruta. Cada menino trouxe duas peças de fruta de sua casa e dividimo-las segundo&amp;nbsp;a cor. Formámos&amp;nbsp;assim cinco conjuntos de cor diferente.&amp;nbsp;Aprendemos também o que é um sub conjunto e uma das propriedades dos conjuntos: A interceção.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/00ZcUT98pVE?hl=pt&amp;amp;fs=1" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por fim, na sexta feira fizemos biscoitos e&amp;nbsp;escolhamos os "esses de Azeitão" por se modelarem muito bem. Adorámos fazê-los e comê-los nem se fala.&amp;nbsp;Levámos alguns para casa e ainda ficaram alguns na escola para comermos durante esta semana. Foi uma semana em cheio!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941286279373680515-5823575440184237764?l=pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/feeds/5823575440184237764/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941286279373680515&amp;postID=5823575440184237764' title='9 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/5823575440184237764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/5823575440184237764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/2011/10/semana-da-alimentacao_23.html' title='Semana da alimentação'/><author><name>Maria da Luz Borges</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17667164567686890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_VKSxtMRQN1I/SIcjOxMzRLI/AAAAAAAAAA4/mTVfy_PUXIo/S220/menina+leonor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i2ZnpQ4Z7bA/TqSJ1itAvLI/AAAAAAAAC0E/k2O1rP7uRs8/s72-c/CIMG0416.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941286279373680515.post-6670725623383198056</id><published>2011-10-18T22:19:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T00:32:13.536+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dia mundial da alimentação'/><title type='text'>Eu gosto de sopa...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mEwaDI9MeWM/Tp3q53UZi9I/AAAAAAAACz8/UKi6AkHO-kc/s1600/sopa.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="153" oda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mEwaDI9MeWM/Tp3q53UZi9I/AAAAAAAACz8/UKi6AkHO-kc/s200/sopa.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hoje foi dia de sopa...&lt;br /&gt;Primeiro andámos&amp;nbsp;à roda dos legumes.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Comparámos tamanhos, descrevemos formas, ordenámos por tamanho, classificámos por cores...&amp;nbsp;Mas o objetivo principal&amp;nbsp; era levá-los a conhecer e, caso fosse possível, a gostar de sopa, um dos pratos&amp;nbsp;mais saudáveis e completos da cozinha tradicional&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Portuguesa.&lt;br /&gt;Logo de manhã começámos por explorar e trabalhar todos&amp;nbsp;os componentes. Aquilo que mais os admirou foi&amp;nbsp;o facto de termos usado&amp;nbsp;água. Apenas uma das crianças sabia que&amp;nbsp;na confeção dos alimentos que ingerimos a água é o elemento comum a quase todos.&amp;nbsp;Depois descascámos, lavámos e partimos os legumes, pusémo-los ao lume e... Que delícia!&lt;br /&gt;Nunca os vi comer tanta sopa e tão rápidamente. &lt;br /&gt;Querem saber como foi?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/nGR7C-nRQrY?hl=pt&amp;amp;fs=1" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941286279373680515-6670725623383198056?l=pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/feeds/6670725623383198056/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941286279373680515&amp;postID=6670725623383198056' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/6670725623383198056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/6670725623383198056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/2011/10/eu-gosto-de-sopa.html' title='Eu gosto de sopa...'/><author><name>Maria da Luz Borges</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17667164567686890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_VKSxtMRQN1I/SIcjOxMzRLI/AAAAAAAAAA4/mTVfy_PUXIo/S220/menina+leonor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mEwaDI9MeWM/Tp3q53UZi9I/AAAAAAAACz8/UKi6AkHO-kc/s72-c/sopa.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941286279373680515.post-8284816468437659386</id><published>2011-10-17T20:25:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T20:35:09.108+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Semana da alimentação'/><title type='text'>Semana da alimentação</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6YC-V8NPhbw/Tpx7UQBZoxI/AAAAAAAACzc/xSXjUmGG5SE/s1600/CIMG0425.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" oda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6YC-V8NPhbw/Tpx7UQBZoxI/AAAAAAAACzc/xSXjUmGG5SE/s200/CIMG0425.JPG" width="145" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Iniciámos hoje a nossa semana da alimentação.&amp;nbsp; Ao longo de toda a semana vamos andar à roda dos alimentos e, como o dia começa com o pequeno almoço, nós começámos a semana com "um pequeno almoço saudável" e fizemos torradas. Eles adoram... O leitinho&amp;nbsp;foi o escolar. Cada menino trouxe&amp;nbsp;duas fatias de pão. Felizmente que algumas mães&amp;nbsp;foram previdentes e mandaram mais algumas, porque se comeu tudo, tudinho ;))) ).&amp;nbsp; Eu e a Ivone trouxemos as torradeiras e a manteiga.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Depois&amp;nbsp;foi deitar mãos à obra&amp;nbsp;e fazer torradas sem parar.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;-Mhummm...Cheira à casa da minha avó! -&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Disse o Rodrigo assim que se ligou a torradeira.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A_VMwQMomVo/TpyAu6JDEeI/AAAAAAAACzk/375sNRWt9yg/s1600/CIMG1954.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" oda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A_VMwQMomVo/TpyAu6JDEeI/AAAAAAAACzk/375sNRWt9yg/s320/CIMG1954.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;E entre as 9.30h e as 10.30h foi torrar, torrar sem parar. Valeu-nos o facto do pão ter acabado senão desconfio que a esta hora ainda estavamos a fazer torradas. :)))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ilHsZwQagXc/TpyA9sGbC2I/AAAAAAAACzs/gVxl2S0RffU/s1600/CIMG1958.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" oda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ilHsZwQagXc/TpyA9sGbC2I/AAAAAAAACzs/gVxl2S0RffU/s320/CIMG1958.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Ainda fizemos vários jogos sobre alimentos e à tarde tivemos duas surpresas que gostámos muito. Os meninos do segundo ano fizeram-nos espetadas com alimentos de duas das secções da roda dos alimentos: Os laticínios e os frutos. Estavam uma delícia! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;A outra surpresa foi trazida pelo Rodrigo Bernardo, que com a mãe, durante o fim de semana,&amp;nbsp;fez um bolo para o nosso lanche. Foi "de comer e chorar por mais"! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k8aNClcWHU8/TpyBEZvjB7I/AAAAAAAACz0/Mu8Wbe5t0XA/s1600/CIMG1959.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" oda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k8aNClcWHU8/TpyBEZvjB7I/AAAAAAAACz0/Mu8Wbe5t0XA/s320/CIMG1959.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Tivemos um dia muito apetitoso!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941286279373680515-8284816468437659386?l=pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/feeds/8284816468437659386/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941286279373680515&amp;postID=8284816468437659386' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/8284816468437659386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/8284816468437659386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/2011/10/semana-da-alimentacao.html' title='Semana da alimentação'/><author><name>Maria da Luz Borges</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17667164567686890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_VKSxtMRQN1I/SIcjOxMzRLI/AAAAAAAAAA4/mTVfy_PUXIo/S220/menina+leonor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6YC-V8NPhbw/Tpx7UQBZoxI/AAAAAAAACzc/xSXjUmGG5SE/s72-c/CIMG0425.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941286279373680515.post-1063485931469825807</id><published>2011-10-14T23:56:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T23:56:47.848+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Quando chega o Outono?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LFKw1DxXWcc/Tpi8jfQCqhI/AAAAAAAACzU/dslKO9MLaRQ/s1600/CIMG8652.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" oda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LFKw1DxXWcc/Tpi8jfQCqhI/AAAAAAAACzU/dslKO9MLaRQ/s200/CIMG8652.JPG" width="143" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta era a semana em que íamos conhecer o Outono? Mas onde está o Outono?&lt;br /&gt;Pegámos no nosso cestinho dos exploradores e decidimos ir à procura dele. E sabem uma coisa... Encontrámos muitos pedacinhos de Outono. Querem ver?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-a23381d53fda82d5" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da23381d53fda82d5%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330423231%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D21C5C8461A1A6CBB5BA2896CBDF107C7CC79F52B.24AF49946E81E7612BA728E7D46310B01AB7F32%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da23381d53fda82d5%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DmsYonvFy1SMR1AFhVFfCkFeXwfE&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da23381d53fda82d5%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330423231%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D21C5C8461A1A6CBB5BA2896CBDF107C7CC79F52B.24AF49946E81E7612BA728E7D46310B01AB7F32%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da23381d53fda82d5%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DmsYonvFy1SMR1AFhVFfCkFeXwfE&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941286279373680515-1063485931469825807?l=pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/feeds/1063485931469825807/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941286279373680515&amp;postID=1063485931469825807' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/1063485931469825807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/1063485931469825807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/2011/10/quando-chega-o-outono.html' title='Quando chega o Outono?'/><author><name>Maria da Luz Borges</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17667164567686890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_VKSxtMRQN1I/SIcjOxMzRLI/AAAAAAAAAA4/mTVfy_PUXIo/S220/menina+leonor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LFKw1DxXWcc/Tpi8jfQCqhI/AAAAAAAACzU/dslKO9MLaRQ/s72-c/CIMG8652.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941286279373680515.post-8536981668651607114</id><published>2011-10-09T00:58:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T09:06:43.477+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prémios etwinnig 2011'/><title type='text'>Felizes de novo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g1JH9Y2Jevc/TpDiKd9sSoI/AAAAAAAACzM/VKlWsbxm8_U/s1600/CIMG0412.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="135" kca="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g1JH9Y2Jevc/TpDiKd9sSoI/AAAAAAAACzM/VKlWsbxm8_U/s200/CIMG0412.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Estamos muito felizes. Porquê? Porque o nosso projecto "An adventure with chemestry", além do Selo de qualidade para projetos eTwinnig,&amp;nbsp;foi premiado com a menção honrosa.&lt;br /&gt;Parabéns meninos, valeu bem a pena ter trabalhado tanto.&amp;nbsp;O nosso trabalho vale ouro!&lt;br /&gt;E obrigado pela vossa ajuda e entusiasmo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941286279373680515-8536981668651607114?l=pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/feeds/8536981668651607114/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941286279373680515&amp;postID=8536981668651607114' title='15 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/8536981668651607114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/8536981668651607114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/2011/10/felizes-de-novo.html' title='Felizes de novo!'/><author><name>Maria da Luz Borges</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17667164567686890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_VKSxtMRQN1I/SIcjOxMzRLI/AAAAAAAAAA4/mTVfy_PUXIo/S220/menina+leonor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g1JH9Y2Jevc/TpDiKd9sSoI/AAAAAAAACzM/VKlWsbxm8_U/s72-c/CIMG0412.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941286279373680515.post-7253055569426478443</id><published>2011-10-04T00:18:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T19:57:33.816+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dia Mundial da Música'/><title type='text'>Música...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9wbbRTQ1AaM/Too8S0EnOgI/AAAAAAAACmw/-elggJ-XLDM/s1600/CIMG0351.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" kca="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9wbbRTQ1AaM/Too8S0EnOgI/AAAAAAAACmw/-elggJ-XLDM/s200/CIMG0351.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hoje falou-se de música,mesmo se o Dia Internacional da Música foi no sábado.&lt;br /&gt;Logo de manhã, quando chegamos o computador tocava Mozart.. Eles deliraram e souberam muito bem ouvir. No final as conclusões não se fizeram esperar.&lt;br /&gt;Quando perguntei se alguém me podia explicar o que é a música, o Rodrigo Bernardo respondeu prontamente que "Música é som".&lt;br /&gt;A Mariana expecificou que "sai da flauta, da viola e do piano". A Inês Dias afirmou"que também pode sair da boca mas isso é quando estamos a cantar". O João disse-nos que "a música está no rádio e que se ouve com os ouvidos porque os ouvidos é que sabem ouvir" A Margarida disse que "para fazer nascer a Música precisamos de instrumentos musicais", mas o Rodrigo A. contestou porque, segundo ele, "pode fazer-se música com qualquer coisa, até com vasouras e tampas de caixote do lixo e quem lhe disse isto foi o meu Pai"&lt;br /&gt;Quando lhes perguntei paras que serve e música o Rodrigo A. respondeu prontamente que serve para descansar o cérebro, para ouvir, para cantar e para dançar. Descobrimos também que a música se escreve mas não como as palavras. Para escrever música precisamos de uma pauta, que tem 5 linhas e de alguns símbolos como as notas musicais e a clava de sol.&lt;br /&gt;Por fim fizemos um jogo. Fechamos os olhos, ouvimos muitos sons diferentes e tivemos que dizer o que é que aquele som parecia. O som que eles mais gostaram foi o som da pulseira da Patrícia a roçar na mesa. Parecia mesmo chuva!&lt;br /&gt;Por fim aprendemos uma canção com as notas musicais. Com o pau de chuva que fizeram no Caf, fizemos alguns batimentos ritmicos e experimentámos a diferença entre um som agudo e um grave. Gostámos muito desta atividade!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HCQh0_y5Lck/TopBxIEg2OI/AAAAAAAACm8/XjxMEY8Ep78/s1600/SAM_0027.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" kca="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HCQh0_y5Lck/TopBxIEg2OI/AAAAAAAACm8/XjxMEY8Ep78/s320/SAM_0027.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;O nosso pau de chuva!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-isEqWUxK0VM/TopB-OamMwI/AAAAAAAACnA/K7VZzg-C8E0/s1600/SAM_0028.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="235" kca="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-isEqWUxK0VM/TopB-OamMwI/AAAAAAAACnA/K7VZzg-C8E0/s320/SAM_0028.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8rqpdqbBFDE/TopCCgwBAeI/AAAAAAAACnE/5mjvKGfC_-s/s1600/SAM_0019.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" kca="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8rqpdqbBFDE/TopCCgwBAeI/AAAAAAAACnE/5mjvKGfC_-s/s320/SAM_0019.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZWnrpXiNH-M/TopCHiF-hhI/AAAAAAAACnI/Im9fFOgIwCc/s1600/SAM_0022.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" kca="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZWnrpXiNH-M/TopCHiF-hhI/AAAAAAAACnI/Im9fFOgIwCc/s320/SAM_0022.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-J0SbO1Oh1IA/TopCOrc-h5I/AAAAAAAACnM/whHxCJAdSN0/s1600/SAM_0030.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="233" kca="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-J0SbO1Oh1IA/TopCOrc-h5I/AAAAAAAACnM/whHxCJAdSN0/s320/SAM_0030.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941286279373680515-7253055569426478443?l=pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/feeds/7253055569426478443/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941286279373680515&amp;postID=7253055569426478443' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/7253055569426478443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/7253055569426478443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/2011/10/musica.html' title='Música...'/><author><name>Maria da Luz Borges</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17667164567686890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_VKSxtMRQN1I/SIcjOxMzRLI/AAAAAAAAAA4/mTVfy_PUXIo/S220/menina+leonor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9wbbRTQ1AaM/Too8S0EnOgI/AAAAAAAACmw/-elggJ-XLDM/s72-c/CIMG0351.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941286279373680515.post-3505975486064171128</id><published>2011-10-02T18:20:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T22:43:24.624+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adaptação'/><title type='text'>Primeiras semanas - Quantos somos...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lnhjbeB1_Z4/ToidL3_PfjI/AAAAAAAACmM/jE9vEBdX3Ug/s1600/CIMG1360.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" kca="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lnhjbeB1_Z4/ToidL3_PfjI/AAAAAAAACmM/jE9vEBdX3Ug/s200/CIMG1360.JPG" width="184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As primeiras semanas de aulas são os alicerces de todo o ano letivo. Delas depende todo o sucesso/ insucesso do ano escolar, e por isso&amp;nbsp;a aquisição de regras e das rotinas da sala é o mais importante.&amp;nbsp;Mais do que muitos trabalhos, aquilo que faço é deixá-los descobrir os espaços, interagir com os&amp;nbsp;amigos, apropriar-se das rotinas diárias&amp;nbsp;e vou observando em silêncio, sem sugerir, sem impor a minha presença, tentando perceber as caracteristicas e talentos de cada um deles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;É muito bom vê-los criar laços com o mundo que os rodeia. Pouco a pouco, de mansinho, vão ganhando segurança e de repente todo aquele mundo novo passa a ser a sua casa e eles movimentam-se como se sempre tivessem estado naquele lugar.&amp;nbsp;Eu, tal como me compete,&amp;nbsp;vou&amp;nbsp;apresentando propostas de trabalho mas,&amp;nbsp;por agora, o objetivo principal é que eles sejam felizes e se sintam confiantes entre "a sua gente".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Foi com este espírito que no&amp;nbsp;início desta semana acolhemos&amp;nbsp;o Henrique, A Beatriz M. e a Iara &amp;nbsp;que foram imediatamente adotadas e portanto estão a fazer uma boa adaptação. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o4xMi70g66k/ToihJInN1TI/AAAAAAAACmQ/XdHw3averbk/s1600/CIMG1496.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" kca="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o4xMi70g66k/ToihJInN1TI/AAAAAAAACmQ/XdHw3averbk/s320/CIMG1496.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J3z8dQ62MqM/ToihLdiENQI/AAAAAAAACmU/KfxbSb8LZfI/s1600/CIMG1500.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" kca="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J3z8dQ62MqM/ToihLdiENQI/AAAAAAAACmU/KfxbSb8LZfI/s320/CIMG1500.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Durante a semana a nossa principal actividade foi... Imaginem lá... Isso mesmo, BRINCAR, pois eu continuo convicta que a criança só se organiza interiormente&amp;nbsp;se conseguir brincar livremente.&amp;nbsp;E a brincar trabalhámos imenso. Um dos objetivos da semana foi&amp;nbsp;conhecer a sua identidade&amp;nbsp; e a dos colegas e tomar consciencia de quantos somos na nossa sala. Para isso desenhámos o nosso auto retrato com o qual vamos criar um painel e &amp;nbsp;fizemos uma actividade onde usámos as tampinhas que juntámos o ano passado.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QTeLB9JIosg/Toir3K8S-GI/AAAAAAAACms/Q4pvM9xLDOQ/s1600/CIMG1432.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" kca="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QTeLB9JIosg/Toir3K8S-GI/AAAAAAAACms/Q4pvM9xLDOQ/s320/CIMG1432.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Acabámos por descobrir que na nossa sala, ao todo,&amp;nbsp;somos 25: 14 meninas e 11 meninos. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Mas muito melhor do que esse trabalho foi tudo o que, à&amp;nbsp;laia de brincadeira, criámos com as tampinhas. Estivemos dias e dias a construir coisas novas com aquilo que já não servia de muito.&amp;nbsp;Foi um encanto&amp;nbsp;vê-los criar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bZ-jz2I4owo/Toin6JrKfjI/AAAAAAAACmc/nRJa147bFzA/s1600/CIMG1512.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" kca="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bZ-jz2I4owo/Toin6JrKfjI/AAAAAAAACmc/nRJa147bFzA/s320/CIMG1512.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8dO66v-dES4/Toin_EARUuI/AAAAAAAACmg/4r9W-SQR9_E/s1600/CIMG1514.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" kca="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8dO66v-dES4/Toin_EARUuI/AAAAAAAACmg/4r9W-SQR9_E/s320/CIMG1514.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Também começámos a decorar as nossas capas...﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fVqbJIMVb7o/ToioZhusisI/AAAAAAAACmk/YGUfpXpYL6o/s1600/CIMG1531.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" kca="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fVqbJIMVb7o/ToioZhusisI/AAAAAAAACmk/YGUfpXpYL6o/s320/CIMG1531.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oZcg13ZerVs/ToiomZuXAdI/AAAAAAAACmo/PGMMlacRcv4/s1600/CIMG1534.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" kca="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oZcg13ZerVs/ToiomZuXAdI/AAAAAAAACmo/PGMMlacRcv4/s320/CIMG1534.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Não nos podemos&amp;nbsp;esquecer das gravações audio para&amp;nbsp;o Dia Europeu da Linguagem, ﻿as idas ao computador, os auto retratos, os painéis, as brincadeiras nos várias áreas da sala, as descobertas e as cumplicidades. Foi mesmo uma boa semana!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941286279373680515-3505975486064171128?l=pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/feeds/3505975486064171128/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941286279373680515&amp;postID=3505975486064171128' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/3505975486064171128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/3505975486064171128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/2011/10/quantos-somos.html' title='Primeiras semanas - Quantos somos...'/><author><name>Maria da Luz Borges</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17667164567686890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_VKSxtMRQN1I/SIcjOxMzRLI/AAAAAAAAAA4/mTVfy_PUXIo/S220/menina+leonor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lnhjbeB1_Z4/ToidL3_PfjI/AAAAAAAACmM/jE9vEBdX3Ug/s72-c/CIMG1360.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941286279373680515.post-1230702417024699540</id><published>2011-09-29T07:22:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T19:31:21.045+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dia a dia'/><title type='text'>"De pequenino é que se torce o pepino"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h1YkoQIeHsE/ToQIVi6duoI/AAAAAAAACmE/57oalpdfAjw/s1600/603%255B1%255D.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kca="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h1YkoQIeHsE/ToQIVi6duoI/AAAAAAAACmE/57oalpdfAjw/s1600/603%255B1%255D.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chego da minha hora de almoço e, como todos os dias, sento-me um bocadinho no recreio e observo. É "sol de pouca dura﻿", pois quase de imediato as crianças rodeiam-me. Este é o momento das confidências, dos risos, dos lamentos, das partilhas, das cumplicidades.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Ontem, a Bia V. e o Rodrigo B. vieram ter comigo de mãos dadas. A Bia, com toda a importancia que os seus cinco anos lhe conferem, comunica com ar sério:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;- Luz, eu e o Rodrigo B. já somos namorados!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Olho e, procurando&amp;nbsp;demonstrar&amp;nbsp;alegria e admiração pela&amp;nbsp;a novidade, comento:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;- A sério? E como é que isso aconteceu?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Resposta pronta da Bia:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;- Então, eu fui ter com o Rodrigo, perguntei se ele me acha "gira", e ele disse que sim. Eu também o acho muito giro (faz ar de envergonhada). Depois perguntei-lhe se gosta de mim e ele disse que sim. Eu também gosto dele porque ele além de giro é simpático e amigo&amp;nbsp;de todos. Então eu disse que podíamos ser namorados.&amp;nbsp;E prontos, demos as mãos e agora&amp;nbsp;estamos a namorar. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;E até à hora de entrar para a sala, eles andaram de mãos dadas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Esta seria&amp;nbsp;mais uma história engraçada, daquelas que se passam diáriamente no jardim de infância e seria naturalmente esquecida. Porém, durante a tarde o Rodrigo B. estava cheio de sono e chorava por tudo e por nada.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Por isso peguei-lhe ao colo e perguntei se precisava de alguma coisa. Respondeu-me por entre lágrimas:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;- Claro que preciso! Preciso muito da minha mãe!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Respondo: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;-Ó Rodrigo, mas eu não tenho a mãe... A única coisa que posso fazer é telefonar-lhe e dizer que tu estás com saudades...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;-Isso não! Eu preciso dela agora!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;-Pois, eu compreendo, mas não te posso mesmo ajudar... Tens mais alguma ideia?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;- Responde-me prontamente: - Então chama a Bia!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Bom, tenho que estar atenta. Afinal parece que é mesmo a sério!...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Quinta feira 29 de Setembro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Já posso estar descansada. Hoje à hora do almoço o Rodrigo comunicou:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;- Já não tenho namorada!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;-Então porquê? - Perguntei.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Resposta pronta: -Olha porque já estava a ficar farto! Namorar é muito "chato". A Bia queria estar sempre ao pé de mim!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Só espero que o Rodrigo não tenha uma nova crise de saudades,&amp;nbsp;pois se tiver&amp;nbsp; quem me irá ajudar a&amp;nbsp; resolver a situação?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941286279373680515-1230702417024699540?l=pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/feeds/1230702417024699540/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941286279373680515&amp;postID=1230702417024699540' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/1230702417024699540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/1230702417024699540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/2011/09/de-pequenino-e-que-se-torce-o-pepino.html' title='&quot;De pequenino é que se torce o pepino&quot;'/><author><name>Maria da Luz Borges</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17667164567686890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_VKSxtMRQN1I/SIcjOxMzRLI/AAAAAAAAAA4/mTVfy_PUXIo/S220/menina+leonor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h1YkoQIeHsE/ToQIVi6duoI/AAAAAAAACmE/57oalpdfAjw/s72-c/603%255B1%255D.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941286279373680515.post-4484245227104404109</id><published>2011-09-26T22:38:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T12:02:20.179+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Linguagem'/><title type='text'>Dia Europeu da Linguagem</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vgBE66NO824/ToQGLoZO6CI/AAAAAAAACl4/YuRplGeadtg/s1600/%257EAMIZ030%255B1%255D.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kca="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vgBE66NO824/ToQGLoZO6CI/AAAAAAAACl4/YuRplGeadtg/s1600/%257EAMIZ030%255B1%255D.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Porque para o Homem é muito importante comunicar, e a linguagem tem um papel muito importante na comunicação, nós decidimos preparar uma surpresa aos nossos parceiros europeus e gravámos algumas palavras, em português e... bom, vão ter que descobrir..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Um bom dia Europeu da Linguagem!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;object height="28" width="335"&gt;&lt;param value="http://www.divshare.com/flash/audio_embed?data=YTo2OntzOjU6ImFwaUlkIjtzOjE6IjQiO3M6NjoiZmlsZUlkIjtzOjg6IjE1ODA1MDc1IjtzOjQ6ImNvZGUiO3M6MTI6IjE1ODA1MDc1LTA0ZiI7czo2OiJ1c2VySWQiO3M6NzoiMTE0NzAzOCI7czoxMjoiZXh0ZXJuYWxDYWxsIjtpOjE7czo0OiJ0aW1lIjtpOjEzMTcwNzI3NjI7fQ==&amp;amp;autoplay=default" name="movie"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed wmode="transparent" height="28" width="335" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" src="http://www.divshare.com/flash/audio_embed?data=YTo2OntzOjU6ImFwaUlkIjtzOjE6IjQiO3M6NjoiZmlsZUlkIjtzOjg6IjE1ODA1MDc1IjtzOjQ6ImNvZGUiO3M6MTI6IjE1ODA1MDc1LTA0ZiI7czo2OiJ1c2VySWQiO3M6NzoiMTE0NzAzOCI7czoxMjoiZXh0ZXJuYWxDYWxsIjtpOjE7czo0OiJ0aW1lIjtpOjEzMTcwNzI3NjI7fQ==&amp;amp;autoplay=default"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Então, gostaram?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941286279373680515-4484245227104404109?l=pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/feeds/4484245227104404109/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941286279373680515&amp;postID=4484245227104404109' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/4484245227104404109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/4484245227104404109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/2011/09/dia-europeu-da-linguagem.html' title='Dia Europeu da Linguagem'/><author><name>Maria da Luz Borges</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17667164567686890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_VKSxtMRQN1I/SIcjOxMzRLI/AAAAAAAAAA4/mTVfy_PUXIo/S220/menina+leonor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vgBE66NO824/ToQGLoZO6CI/AAAAAAAACl4/YuRplGeadtg/s72-c/%257EAMIZ030%255B1%255D.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941286279373680515.post-5968785692273705262</id><published>2011-09-26T22:26:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T06:49:43.262+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dia a dia'/><title type='text'>E a história do dia foi?...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pRQusX9eIAk/ToQG5zR1c9I/AAAAAAAACl8/A-uDnr3cvcQ/s1600/1%255B1%255D.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kca="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pRQusX9eIAk/ToQG5zR1c9I/AAAAAAAACl8/A-uDnr3cvcQ/s1600/1%255B1%255D.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Isso mesmo, adivinharam!!!&lt;br /&gt;"O coelhinho branquinho e a cabra cabrês"...&lt;br /&gt;Esta foi a nona vez que, desde o início do ano a contei! E esta foi a nona vez que eles pediram para a contar e a ouviram...&lt;br /&gt;Nove vezes para mim é inédito. Já tenho recontado histórias muitas vezes, mas tantas vezes assim, nunca! e querem sempre os mesmos gestos, as mesmas pausas, os mesmos sons e as mesmas palavras... Eu já tentei contar outras histórias em que os fracos vencem os fortes e eles gostam, mas esta tem mesmo outro sabor para este grupo e eles querem sempre ouvi-la de novo. Já tenho coelhos brancos por todo o lado e eles não se cansam... E pelas expressões de admiração e de divertimento dos meninos novos o coelhinho branco acabou de encontrar mais três fãs... Vamos ver até onde nos vai levar o coelhinho branco!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941286279373680515-5968785692273705262?l=pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/feeds/5968785692273705262/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941286279373680515&amp;postID=5968785692273705262' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/5968785692273705262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/5968785692273705262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/2011/09/e-historia-do-dia-foi.html' title='E a história do dia foi?...'/><author><name>Maria da Luz Borges</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17667164567686890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_VKSxtMRQN1I/SIcjOxMzRLI/AAAAAAAAAA4/mTVfy_PUXIo/S220/menina+leonor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pRQusX9eIAk/ToQG5zR1c9I/AAAAAAAACl8/A-uDnr3cvcQ/s72-c/1%255B1%255D.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941286279373680515.post-6560138680269440092</id><published>2011-09-25T23:56:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T06:51:08.165+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Segunda semana...'/><title type='text'>Novidades...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hG2ieGqgvsI/ToQHPG6lDeI/AAAAAAAACmA/lffi5Bp0hjA/s1600/1cat18%255B1%255D.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kca="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hG2ieGqgvsI/ToQHPG6lDeI/AAAAAAAACmA/lffi5Bp0hjA/s1600/1cat18%255B1%255D.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;"Os povos felizes não têm história", li um dia. É o que nos acontece... Estes primeiros tempos de Jardim de Infância têm decorrido tão calmamente que até se torna difícil falar sobre eles. A turma está formada. Chegam amanhã as últimas três crianças e espero que a sua adaptação seja tão fácil como tem sido a das crianças novas que entraram e que se adaptaram sem grandes&amp;nbsp;problemas.&amp;nbsp;Para isso contribuiram os amigos do ano passado que ficaram na sala. Este é um grupo fantástico, muito calminho, organizado, quase silencioso... &lt;br /&gt;Exemplo disso foi aquela manhã em que, por estar a receber um recado da coordenção de estabelecimento, me demorei um bocadinho a sentar ao pé deles e quando o fiz fiquei espantada... Eles estavam sentados em circulo à roda do tapete, como&amp;nbsp;define&amp;nbsp;uma das regras da sala&amp;nbsp;e a Joaninha, no meio,&amp;nbsp;liderava o jogo da manhã.&amp;nbsp;Um espanto!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2lql_Sn034I/Tn-rXcvhuEI/AAAAAAAAClE/bgFvG9_3-7I/s1600/CIMG1367.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hca="true" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2lql_Sn034I/Tn-rXcvhuEI/AAAAAAAAClE/bgFvG9_3-7I/s320/CIMG1367.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5kSQ896Elbc/Tn-rf-E4ggI/AAAAAAAAClI/srWZ-u-ySD0/s1600/CIMG1366.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hca="true" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5kSQ896Elbc/Tn-rf-E4ggI/AAAAAAAAClI/srWZ-u-ySD0/s320/CIMG1366.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Outra das novidades que temos para contar é que o feijoeiro da Inês Dias foi muito bem tratado e resistiu ao verão. Ela trouxe-o à sala para que os amiguinhos pudessem ver as suas vagens. Olhem como está grande!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FoxjANmRJgk/Tn-sZamTN7I/AAAAAAAAClM/e7kGYp0pMzc/s1600/CIMG0954.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hca="true" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FoxjANmRJgk/Tn-sZamTN7I/AAAAAAAAClM/e7kGYp0pMzc/s320/CIMG0954.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Também temos trabalhado um bocadinho para&amp;nbsp;ver se percebemos o que já sabemos e o que precisamos de aprender e temo-nos saído muito bem pois, não só gostamos muito de trabalhar, como ainda trabalhamos muito bem. Querem ver?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CfUKscotkbI/Tn-ukYW4GYI/AAAAAAAAClQ/TlP9svVO92M/s1600/CIMG1315.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hca="true" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CfUKscotkbI/Tn-ukYW4GYI/AAAAAAAAClQ/TlP9svVO92M/s320/CIMG1315.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dJxGReMFJdI/Tn-us78TruI/AAAAAAAAClU/g_p0FlmK36A/s1600/CIMG1323.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hca="true" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dJxGReMFJdI/Tn-us78TruI/AAAAAAAAClU/g_p0FlmK36A/s320/CIMG1323.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bbLhKvK-dt4/Tn-u0Ket0BI/AAAAAAAAClY/fTh70DKuPYg/s1600/CIMG1360.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hca="true" height="248" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bbLhKvK-dt4/Tn-u0Ket0BI/AAAAAAAAClY/fTh70DKuPYg/s320/CIMG1360.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ncvd3wOEIoY/Tn-u4l1btzI/AAAAAAAAClc/RYY3yTZv7WM/s1600/CIMG1371.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hca="true" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ncvd3wOEIoY/Tn-u4l1btzI/AAAAAAAAClc/RYY3yTZv7WM/s320/CIMG1371.JPG" width="313" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Também gostamos muito de modelar e parece-me que vão aparecer vários escultores entre nós. Pelo menos a julgar pelos trabalhos feitos até agora...&lt;br /&gt;Esta é a história do "Coelhinho branquinho e da cabra cabrês", uma das histórias que eles mais pedem para contar. Em duas semanas de aulas, a pedido deles, já a recontei&amp;nbsp;oito vezes. Finalmente consigo entender aquele fado da Amália que diz que "cantarei até que a voz me doa". Mas, só para ver as expressões de alegria quando a cabra cabrês é derrotada pela formiga vale a pena ter "dor de voz". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6eqjL7qDQlk/Tn-vVTyI84I/AAAAAAAAClg/Lii7RmCLCyo/s1600/CIMG1332.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hca="true" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6eqjL7qDQlk/Tn-vVTyI84I/AAAAAAAAClg/Lii7RmCLCyo/s320/CIMG1332.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qAZfVMTzSDU/Tn-va8NMK9I/AAAAAAAAClk/o96OmFWgBOI/s1600/CIMG1258.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hca="true" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qAZfVMTzSDU/Tn-va8NMK9I/AAAAAAAAClk/o96OmFWgBOI/s320/CIMG1258.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pRBCMC9iQ2E/Tn-vmvT6tXI/AAAAAAAAClo/Di0OLrsxiNI/s1600/CIMG1254.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hca="true" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pRBCMC9iQ2E/Tn-vmvT6tXI/AAAAAAAAClo/Di0OLrsxiNI/s320/CIMG1254.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Bom, vamos deixar-vos que amanhã é uma nova semana e vem carregadinha de surpresas, uma das quais são os nossos amigos novos. Uma boa semana para todos!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Luz e crianças da sala das estrelinhas﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941286279373680515-6560138680269440092?l=pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/feeds/6560138680269440092/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941286279373680515&amp;postID=6560138680269440092' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/6560138680269440092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/6560138680269440092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/2011/09/novidades.html' title='Novidades...'/><author><name>Maria da Luz Borges</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17667164567686890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_VKSxtMRQN1I/SIcjOxMzRLI/AAAAAAAAAA4/mTVfy_PUXIo/S220/menina+leonor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hG2ieGqgvsI/ToQHPG6lDeI/AAAAAAAACmA/lffi5Bp0hjA/s72-c/1cat18%255B1%255D.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941286279373680515.post-4946331770491899627</id><published>2011-09-17T00:19:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-09-17T17:25:33.597+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ditos...'/><title type='text'>Final da primeira semana</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y2xjbE1I2ms/TnPXmtfNpGI/AAAAAAAACdo/PNKk9Zcvd_o/s1600/bp4%255B1%255D.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" rba="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y2xjbE1I2ms/TnPXmtfNpGI/AAAAAAAACdo/PNKk9Zcvd_o/s200/bp4%255B1%255D.gif" width="154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A primeira semana chegou ao fim e por isso hoje, sexta feira, fizemos em conjunto a nossa primeira avaliação semanal, composta por algumas perguntas:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;À pergunta "O que é que gostaram mais de fazer?", as respostas surgiram depois de pensarem um bocadinho e ainda um pouco baralhadas, mas quando perguntei o que gostariam de fazer durante a próxima semana, o Rodrigo Almeida não hesitou e respondeu entusiasmado:&lt;br /&gt;"Eu quero ir de férias!"&lt;br /&gt;Boa ideia Rodrigo! Se o teu desejo se concretizar posso ir contigo?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941286279373680515-4946331770491899627?l=pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/feeds/4946331770491899627/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941286279373680515&amp;postID=4946331770491899627' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/4946331770491899627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/4946331770491899627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/2011/09/final-da-primeira-semana.html' title='Final da primeira semana'/><author><name>Maria da Luz Borges</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17667164567686890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_VKSxtMRQN1I/SIcjOxMzRLI/AAAAAAAAAA4/mTVfy_PUXIo/S220/menina+leonor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y2xjbE1I2ms/TnPXmtfNpGI/AAAAAAAACdo/PNKk9Zcvd_o/s72-c/bp4%255B1%255D.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941286279373680515.post-4912175528758447336</id><published>2011-09-15T17:08:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T17:12:15.007+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Primeiro dia'/><title type='text'>O prometido é devido...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JgELGT6sL88/TnIiZQls9II/AAAAAAAACdk/4MrGnCJ3zig/s1600/%2528CTB%2529_kitfaetube_angel_kitty_tkt%255B1%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" rba="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JgELGT6sL88/TnIiZQls9II/AAAAAAAACdk/4MrGnCJ3zig/s200/%2528CTB%2529_kitfaetube_angel_kitty_tkt%255B1%255D.jpg" width="152" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Tal como prometi, aqui fica um resumo do primeiro dia, organizado com a ajuda de uma ferramenta fantástica, o Prezi. &lt;br /&gt;Esperamos que gostem! Nós gostámos muito de escolher as fotografias e de montar a apresentação... Mas acima de tudo, gostámos do primeiro dia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="prezi-player"&gt;&lt;style media="screen" type="text/css"&gt;.prezi-player { width: 550px; } .prezi-player-links { text-align: center; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" height="400" id="prezi_taizzoedy34s" name="prezi_taizzoedy34s" width="550"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://prezi.com/bin/preziloader.swf"/&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"/&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"/&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#ffffff"/&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="prezi_id=taizzoedy34s&amp;amp;lock_to_path=0&amp;amp;color=ffffff&amp;amp;autoplay=no&amp;amp;autohide_ctrls=0"/&gt;&lt;embed id="preziEmbed_taizzoedy34s" name="preziEmbed_taizzoedy34s" src="http://prezi.com/bin/preziloader.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="550" height="400" bgcolor="#ffffff" flashvars="prezi_id=taizzoedy34s&amp;amp;lock_to_path=0&amp;amp;color=ffffff&amp;amp;autoplay=no&amp;amp;autohide_ctrls=0"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="prezi-player-links"&gt;&lt;a href="http://prezi.com/taizzoedy34s/primeiro-dia/" title="O nosso primeiro dia na escola "&gt;Primeiro dia...&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://prezi.com/"&gt;Prezi&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941286279373680515-4912175528758447336?l=pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/feeds/4912175528758447336/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941286279373680515&amp;postID=4912175528758447336' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/4912175528758447336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/4912175528758447336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/2011/09/o-prometido-e-devido.html' title='O prometido é devido...'/><author><name>Maria da Luz Borges</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17667164567686890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_VKSxtMRQN1I/SIcjOxMzRLI/AAAAAAAAAA4/mTVfy_PUXIo/S220/menina+leonor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JgELGT6sL88/TnIiZQls9II/AAAAAAAACdk/4MrGnCJ3zig/s72-c/%2528CTB%2529_kitfaetube_angel_kitty_tkt%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941286279373680515.post-7172150971616305781</id><published>2011-09-15T17:01:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T17:01:16.838+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Novo blogue'/><title type='text'>Ctl S. Bento Valejas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G3-foz0hzNs/TnIfDMmQM4I/AAAAAAAACdg/G9iRR5nWLnc/s1600/2%255B1%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" rba="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G3-foz0hzNs/TnIfDMmQM4I/AAAAAAAACdg/G9iRR5nWLnc/s200/2%255B1%255D.jpg" width="135" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Acabou de nascer um novo blogue nesta escola. É o "CTL S. Bento/ Valejas" e vai ser dinamizado pela Educadora Magda, a Psicologa Raquel e as crianças.&amp;nbsp; Podem visitá-lo &lt;a href="http://ctlsbentodevalejas.blogspot.com/"&gt;aqui&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Nós por aqui, no Jardim de Infância estamos muito felizes com este novo nascimento pois,&amp;nbsp;mais uma vez,&amp;nbsp;vem demonstrar a dinâmica e a articulação pela qual tanto lutamos e em que tanto nos empenhamos.&lt;br /&gt;Bem vindo "CTL S. Bento/Valejas". Desejamo-vos uma vida longa e feliz!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941286279373680515-7172150971616305781?l=pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/feeds/7172150971616305781/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941286279373680515&amp;postID=7172150971616305781' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/7172150971616305781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/7172150971616305781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/2011/09/ctl-s-bento-valejas.html' title='Ctl S. Bento Valejas'/><author><name>Maria da Luz Borges</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17667164567686890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_VKSxtMRQN1I/SIcjOxMzRLI/AAAAAAAAAA4/mTVfy_PUXIo/S220/menina+leonor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G3-foz0hzNs/TnIfDMmQM4I/AAAAAAAACdg/G9iRR5nWLnc/s72-c/2%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941286279373680515.post-6817398001575482064</id><published>2011-09-14T00:57:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-09-17T14:28:29.652+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Primeiro dia'/><title type='text'>Começo!...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--yBxmVAAVw4/Tm_pOGUn6vI/AAAAAAAACdU/VY7ljcbHde4/s1600/3kid14%255B1%255D.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rba="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--yBxmVAAVw4/Tm_pOGUn6vI/AAAAAAAACdU/VY7ljcbHde4/s1600/3kid14%255B1%255D.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hoje foi o nosso grande dia...&lt;br /&gt;Recomeçámos felizes que as saudades já eram muitas...&lt;br /&gt;O dia correu muito bem, com muita calma e muita paz. Os meninos do ano passado chegaram bem dispostos, alguns já desdentados&amp;nbsp;e já muito crescidos. Os meninos novos muito calminhos...&amp;nbsp; Foi muito bom passar o dia com eles. Brincámos, jogámos, conversámos no tapete, fomos ao computador, cantámos, contámos uma história e ainda conseguimos fazer massa de cores. Foi um dia em cheio. &lt;br /&gt;Querem ver como foi? O Rodrigo Almeida vai-nos mostrar como foi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h6DFry0ndxE/Tm_sfdaDzlI/AAAAAAAACdc/tyoEN3bV_IM/s1600/CIMG0907.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" rba="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h6DFry0ndxE/Tm_sfdaDzlI/AAAAAAAACdc/tyoEN3bV_IM/s320/CIMG0907.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;No meio da conversa sobre as férias a Catarina comenta: "Quando o meu Pai se zanga comigo, diz: "Catarina, estás feita ao bife!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Eu gostava&amp;nbsp;era que ele me dissesse: "Catarina, estás feita às batatas fritas!"´&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Tem razão a Catarina! Sem dúvida alguma uma escolha muito melhor!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941286279373680515-6817398001575482064?l=pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/feeds/6817398001575482064/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941286279373680515&amp;postID=6817398001575482064' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/6817398001575482064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/6817398001575482064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/2011/09/comeco.html' title='Começo!...'/><author><name>Maria da Luz Borges</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17667164567686890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_VKSxtMRQN1I/SIcjOxMzRLI/AAAAAAAAAA4/mTVfy_PUXIo/S220/menina+leonor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--yBxmVAAVw4/Tm_pOGUn6vI/AAAAAAAACdU/VY7ljcbHde4/s72-c/3kid14%255B1%255D.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941286279373680515.post-1273809886823180059</id><published>2011-09-13T01:14:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T01:14:39.610+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Selos de qualidade'/><title type='text'>Estamos de novo de parabéns...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Du8_LRufT-U/Tm6cdfaZPaI/AAAAAAAACZ0/Py3iGHOsZYk/s1600/coro.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="119" nba="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Du8_LRufT-U/Tm6cdfaZPaI/AAAAAAAACZ0/Py3iGHOsZYk/s200/coro.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Mais uma vez o nosso trabalho foi reconhecido e dois dos projectos eTwinnig que desenvolvemos ao longo do ano letivo 2010/2011,&amp;nbsp; "Our river" e "An adventure with chemestry" foram contemplados com o selo&amp;nbsp; nacional de qualidade!&lt;br /&gt;Estamos muito felizes e orgulhosos!&lt;br /&gt;Próxima etapa: Selo europeu de qualidade... já estamos na corrida!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xVV7pTfLtAc/Tm6gK2DGPmI/AAAAAAAACZ4/XyNQFkem-YU/s1600/CIMG0896.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" nba="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xVV7pTfLtAc/Tm6gK2DGPmI/AAAAAAAACZ4/XyNQFkem-YU/s320/CIMG0896.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941286279373680515-1273809886823180059?l=pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/feeds/1273809886823180059/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941286279373680515&amp;postID=1273809886823180059' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/1273809886823180059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/1273809886823180059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/2011/09/estamos-de-novo-de-parabens.html' title='Estamos de novo de parabéns...'/><author><name>Maria da Luz Borges</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17667164567686890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_VKSxtMRQN1I/SIcjOxMzRLI/AAAAAAAAAA4/mTVfy_PUXIo/S220/menina+leonor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Du8_LRufT-U/Tm6cdfaZPaI/AAAAAAAACZ0/Py3iGHOsZYk/s72-c/coro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941286279373680515.post-9171257304037189255</id><published>2011-09-13T00:24:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T00:24:28.043+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Início'/><title type='text'>O começo</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Começámos hoje...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G9F2TOrFm7g/Tm6SEz1jyGI/AAAAAAAACZw/upPq3mQSM5c/s1600/Digitalizar0169.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" nba="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G9F2TOrFm7g/Tm6SEz1jyGI/AAAAAAAACZw/upPq3mQSM5c/s200/Digitalizar0169.jpg" width="190" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Muito a medo ainda, que o tempo foi de receção e portanto quase não consegui estar com as crianças. Valeu-me a Ivoninha que, com o seu jeito manso, se ocupou das crianças.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Mas gostei do que vi... Normalmente, este primeiro dia, em que pais e filhos estão na sala é uma boa forma de observar limites... Mas hoje correu tudo muito bem. As crianças estiveram interessadas e calmas, portanto a primeira impressão foi boa.&lt;/div&gt;E para começar bem o ano, deixo-vos com um texto de Ruben Alves. E que ao longo deste ano as nossas crianças tenham a possibilidade de voar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="345" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/z6_aLe3vF_A" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941286279373680515-9171257304037189255?l=pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/feeds/9171257304037189255/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941286279373680515&amp;postID=9171257304037189255' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/9171257304037189255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/9171257304037189255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/2011/09/o-comeco.html' title='O começo'/><author><name>Maria da Luz Borges</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17667164567686890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_VKSxtMRQN1I/SIcjOxMzRLI/AAAAAAAAAA4/mTVfy_PUXIo/S220/menina+leonor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G9F2TOrFm7g/Tm6SEz1jyGI/AAAAAAAACZw/upPq3mQSM5c/s72-c/Digitalizar0169.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941286279373680515.post-7352872946158799174</id><published>2011-09-03T00:06:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-09-03T00:06:55.443+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comemorações'/><title type='text'>Ano Internacional da Química</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Rv4yOogiJd8/TmFgTu9HMwI/AAAAAAAACYo/M2uiJ0oi4VA/s1600/bailarina09%255B1%255D.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Rv4yOogiJd8/TmFgTu9HMwI/AAAAAAAACYo/M2uiJ0oi4VA/s1600/bailarina09%255B1%255D.gif" xaa="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;No âmbito do Ano Internacional da Química, em parceria com o Departamento de Química e&amp;nbsp; Bioquímica da Faculdade de Ciencias de Lisboa, o Ballet Quorum preparou um momento cultural muito especial, a que chamou "Substâncias".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="345" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/YuwZ6YoRCsA" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941286279373680515-7352872946158799174?l=pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/feeds/7352872946158799174/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941286279373680515&amp;postID=7352872946158799174' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/7352872946158799174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/7352872946158799174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/2011/09/ano-internacional-da-quimica.html' title='Ano Internacional da Química'/><author><name>Maria da Luz Borges</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17667164567686890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_VKSxtMRQN1I/SIcjOxMzRLI/AAAAAAAAAA4/mTVfy_PUXIo/S220/menina+leonor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Rv4yOogiJd8/TmFgTu9HMwI/AAAAAAAACYo/M2uiJ0oi4VA/s72-c/bailarina09%255B1%255D.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941286279373680515.post-4477321264381657124</id><published>2011-08-28T16:33:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T01:01:20.862+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amigos'/><title type='text'>Para os amigos ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BbzKa_1nJuo/Tlpc5wRT0ZI/AAAAAAAACYI/MaXeuGY9YQE/s1600/%2528CTB%2529_kitfaetube_angel_kitty_tkt%255B1%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" qaa="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BbzKa_1nJuo/Tlpc5wRT0ZI/AAAAAAAACYI/MaXeuGY9YQE/s200/%2528CTB%2529_kitfaetube_angel_kitty_tkt%255B1%255D.jpg" width="152" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Desta vez venho fazer-vos um pedido...&lt;br /&gt;Os nossos amigos e parceiros eTwinning da Polónia, entraram num concurso&amp;nbsp;entre jardins de infância&amp;nbsp;cujo prémio é um jardim no exterior, jardim esse que eles necessitam imenso e conseguiram chegar à final. Para&amp;nbsp; ganhar o seu jardim eles têm que conseguir o maior nº de votos possível. Por isso, e se tiverem um bocadinho, entrem em &lt;a href="http://www.konkurs.nau.pl/view/item-39/"&gt;http://www.konkurs.nau.pl/view/item-39/&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;e no canto direito encontram escrito a branco, destro de um rectangulo vermelho a palavra "Głosuj". Por favor, até ao final de Setembro cliquem sobre ela todas as vezes que puderem.&lt;br /&gt;Desde já muito obrigado por os ajudarem a conquistar o seu jardim!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941286279373680515-4477321264381657124?l=pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/feeds/4477321264381657124/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941286279373680515&amp;postID=4477321264381657124' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/4477321264381657124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/4477321264381657124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/2011/08/para-os-amigos.html' title='Para os amigos ...'/><author><name>Maria da Luz Borges</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17667164567686890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_VKSxtMRQN1I/SIcjOxMzRLI/AAAAAAAAAA4/mTVfy_PUXIo/S220/menina+leonor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BbzKa_1nJuo/Tlpc5wRT0ZI/AAAAAAAACYI/MaXeuGY9YQE/s72-c/%2528CTB%2529_kitfaetube_angel_kitty_tkt%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941286279373680515.post-6828826082645768476</id><published>2011-08-21T23:17:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T01:55:34.012+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Interação escola/ família'/><title type='text'>Pobre ratinho dos dentes... Em Setembro vai ter que trabalhar tanto!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rZImMAn1uGc/TlGA3CjfWWI/AAAAAAAACX8/oU7gxVka9Nc/s1600/%253D_iso-8859-1_B_Y29sMmJlYupzLmpwZw%253D%253D_%253D-713570%255B1%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="155" qaa="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rZImMAn1uGc/TlGA3CjfWWI/AAAAAAAACX8/oU7gxVka9Nc/s200/%253D_iso-8859-1_B_Y29sMmJlYupzLmpwZw%253D%253D_%253D-713570%255B1%255D.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Pois é, parece que não sou só eu que&amp;nbsp;vou ter muito que fazer. O nosso amigo ratinho dos dentes que se prepare que vai ter que trabalhar muito. Hoje, quando vim matar saudades aqui ao nosso cantinho, tinha uma mensagem espetacular. O Pai do Rodrigo Almeida deu-me uma grande novidade. Querem saber qual foi? Pois&amp;nbsp;diz assim: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;"Olá Maria da Luz!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;Eu tentei descobrir o e-mail para lhe mandar a foto de mais 1 desdentado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;Aliás, fiquei a saber que, segundo o Rodrigo, ele é já um &lt;u&gt;adolescente.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;Continuação de boas férias. SÉRGIO ALMEIDA"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Nem posso acreditar... Aqueles meninos que vieram para o Jardim de infância tão pequeninos, ainda há tão pouco tempo já têm os dentes a cair e uma já tem dentes "divertidos" e o outro já é "adolescente". Parabéns Margarida e Rodrigo, estão mesmo crescidos! &lt;br /&gt;A&amp;nbsp;meio das férias, quando as saudades já são muitas, uma notícia destas deixa-nos muito felizes. E assim que as aulas recomeçarem, vamos encher o nosso armário secreto de mensagens para o ratinho dos dentes. O pobrezinho vai mesmo ter que fazer&amp;nbsp; horas extraordinárias! Também quem o manda tirar férias numa época de tanto trabalho!!!...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Obrigado Pai do Rodrigo Almeida pelas boas notícias que me deu. Estou muito orgulhosa e muito feliz. Que crescidos estão os nossos meninos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS - Pai, se quiser pode mandar a fotografia para o email das estrelinhas. Eu ficava muito feliz, pois já tenho muitas saudades do nosso menino. &lt;br /&gt;Sempre convosco&lt;br /&gt;Luz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941286279373680515-6828826082645768476?l=pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/feeds/6828826082645768476/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941286279373680515&amp;postID=6828826082645768476' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/6828826082645768476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/6828826082645768476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/2011/08/pobre-ratinho-dos-dentes-em-setembro.html' title='Pobre ratinho dos dentes... Em Setembro vai ter que trabalhar tanto!'/><author><name>Maria da Luz Borges</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17667164567686890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_VKSxtMRQN1I/SIcjOxMzRLI/AAAAAAAAAA4/mTVfy_PUXIo/S220/menina+leonor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rZImMAn1uGc/TlGA3CjfWWI/AAAAAAAACX8/oU7gxVka9Nc/s72-c/%253D_iso-8859-1_B_Y29sMmJlYupzLmpwZw%253D%253D_%253D-713570%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941286279373680515.post-2645139052015659060</id><published>2011-08-17T13:38:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T01:56:48.577+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Histórias engraçadas'/><title type='text'>De costas...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zgRlKNB0SZw/TkuyW91DISI/AAAAAAAACX4/eNESh5fkj7s/s1600/pez%255B1%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="198" naa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zgRlKNB0SZw/TkuyW91DISI/AAAAAAAACX4/eNESh5fkj7s/s200/pez%255B1%255D.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Na nossa sala há um peixinho, o Nemo,&amp;nbsp;que vive sozinho no seu grande aquário.&amp;nbsp;É um peixinho cor de laranja que nos conhece muito bem, sobretudo ao Rafael, que normalmente lhe dá de comer.&lt;br /&gt;Como não queríamos que estivesse sozinho, fomos comprando outros peixinhos que acabavam sempre inexplicavelmente por morrer... &lt;br /&gt;Sabemos agora que o nosso Nemo pertence à família dos "cometas", que são peixes territoriais e que portanto detestam dividir o seu espaço. Em resumo o nosso Nemo é mesmo um peixe solitário e portanto percebemos que, a bem dos outros peixes, temos que lhe respeitar a solidão e não lhe podemos impor companhia.&lt;br /&gt;Pois um destes dias, quando chegámos à sala de manhã, deparámo-nos com uma cena bem triste. O último companheiro do Nemo, tinha morrido durante a noite. Aflito o Rafael chamou-me: &lt;br /&gt;-Luz, vem cá depressa, acho que o&amp;nbsp;" Arco-íris"&amp;nbsp;morreu...&lt;br /&gt;Imediatamente o Gonçalo, o menino que mais gosta de ajudar na sala,&amp;nbsp;se levantou e &amp;nbsp;foi a correr para o aquário. Olhou com atenção e disse:&lt;br /&gt;- Não precisas de vir cá, ele não está nada morto. Está só a descansar deitado de costas!&lt;br /&gt;Como é que eu não tinha percebido isso antes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941286279373680515-2645139052015659060?l=pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/feeds/2645139052015659060/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941286279373680515&amp;postID=2645139052015659060' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/2645139052015659060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/2645139052015659060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/2011/08/de-costas.html' title='De costas...'/><author><name>Maria da Luz Borges</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17667164567686890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_VKSxtMRQN1I/SIcjOxMzRLI/AAAAAAAAAA4/mTVfy_PUXIo/S220/menina+leonor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zgRlKNB0SZw/TkuyW91DISI/AAAAAAAACX4/eNESh5fkj7s/s72-c/pez%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941286279373680515.post-5394064600502511392</id><published>2011-08-10T11:29:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T11:30:31.623+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Articulação...'/><title type='text'>Divertidos...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qAjuoCwPMQg/TkJaYgQFl3I/AAAAAAAACXk/JmMzpnEZoXE/s1600/TRIGEMEOS%255B1%255D.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="126" naa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qAjuoCwPMQg/TkJaYgQFl3I/AAAAAAAACXk/JmMzpnEZoXE/s200/TRIGEMEOS%255B1%255D.png" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ontem fui à escola. Fui porque a saudade já aperta e porque há muito que a tarde de trabalho estava agendada com a Educadora Magda do CAF. É que este ano correu bem, mas para que o próximo ainda corra melhor, precisávamos de nos sentar frente a frente e alinhavar o próximo ano sem a limitação do tempo. &lt;br /&gt;Crianças, apenas quatro, que&amp;nbsp;já voltaram, pois&amp;nbsp;para todos as férias têm um fim, mesmo para os mais pequenos. &lt;br /&gt;Depois de gastos os abraços, foi hora de novidades; mais de mil, entre risos, recordações e muito mimo, meu e deles. E a Margarida, abrindo a boquinha, muito orgulhosa e crescida, diz: &lt;br /&gt;-Vês, já me caíram dois dentes! E também já estão a nascer os meus dentes "divertidos" (definitivos).&lt;br /&gt;Divertida fiquei eu...divertida, orgulhosa e de coração derretido...&lt;br /&gt;Crescem tão rápido, estes meninos!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941286279373680515-5394064600502511392?l=pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/feeds/5394064600502511392/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941286279373680515&amp;postID=5394064600502511392' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/5394064600502511392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/5394064600502511392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/2011/08/divertidos.html' title='Divertidos...'/><author><name>Maria da Luz Borges</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17667164567686890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_VKSxtMRQN1I/SIcjOxMzRLI/AAAAAAAAAA4/mTVfy_PUXIo/S220/menina+leonor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qAjuoCwPMQg/TkJaYgQFl3I/AAAAAAAACXk/JmMzpnEZoXE/s72-c/TRIGEMEOS%255B1%255D.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941286279373680515.post-8202793402260074110</id><published>2011-07-24T10:48:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T10:49:51.875+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sem comentários...'/><title type='text'>Continuo sem perceber...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0HUT83822r4/TivpM9MOcwI/AAAAAAAACVI/GPKmn42Uh-U/s1600/twistyearrabbit_af%255B1%255D.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0HUT83822r4/TivpM9MOcwI/AAAAAAAACVI/GPKmn42Uh-U/s200/twistyearrabbit_af%255B1%255D.gif" t$="true" width="182" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Continuo sem perceber porque é que o bloguer não permite que eu comente nos blogues amigos e nem sequer no meu blogue do novo projecto eTwinnig, onde o feed back é tão importante. Não percebo o que é que se passa com o bloguer... Estou bem triste pois sei quanto é motivante encontrar os amigos no nosso espaço. Quero no entanto dizer-vos que continuo a seguir-vos atentamente. Por favor amigos, mandem-me um email de contacto. Não vos quero mesmo perder!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941286279373680515-8202793402260074110?l=pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/feeds/8202793402260074110/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941286279373680515&amp;postID=8202793402260074110' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/8202793402260074110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/8202793402260074110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/2011/07/continuo-sem-perceber.html' title='Continuo sem perceber...'/><author><name>Maria da Luz Borges</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17667164567686890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_VKSxtMRQN1I/SIcjOxMzRLI/AAAAAAAAAA4/mTVfy_PUXIo/S220/menina+leonor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0HUT83822r4/TivpM9MOcwI/AAAAAAAACVI/GPKmn42Uh-U/s72-c/twistyearrabbit_af%255B1%255D.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941286279373680515.post-8723137185324249312</id><published>2011-07-17T10:21:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T10:28:42.197+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dia a dia - resumo final'/><title type='text'>De mãos dadas...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Xjf18KwMeA4/TiKmhi7zXfI/AAAAAAAACVE/B2LhOWJ2hCs/s1600/3kid231%255B1%255D.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="93" m$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Xjf18KwMeA4/TiKmhi7zXfI/AAAAAAAACVE/B2LhOWJ2hCs/s200/3kid231%255B1%255D.gif" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;De mãos dadas foi como nós chegámos ao final do ano lectivo. Cansados, porque trabalhámos intensamente ao longo do ano, felizes porque foi um bom ano, proveitoso, em que crescemos muito e finalmente de mãos dadas, porque depois de um ano como o nosso, vivido tão intensamente, um ano totalmente colaborativo, jamais nos poderemos separar, pois este ano e estes amigos ficaram para sempre gravados a fogo no nosso coração. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Por fim e depois de observármos atentamente todas as fotografias tiradas ao longo do ano, escolhemos algumas e organizámos um vídeo que mostra algumas actividades, aquelas que melhor se enquadram nas grandes linhas orientadoras que regem a vida do nosso Agrupamento. Como já foi entregue a quase todos os meninos, deixamo-lo aqui para vós.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/vzVCgNhufdk?hl=pt&amp;amp;fs=1" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boas férias para todos.&lt;br /&gt;Luz e crianças da sala das estrelinhas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Até Setembro!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941286279373680515-8723137185324249312?l=pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/feeds/8723137185324249312/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941286279373680515&amp;postID=8723137185324249312' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/8723137185324249312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/8723137185324249312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/2011/07/de-maos-dadas.html' title='De mãos dadas...'/><author><name>Maria da Luz Borges</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17667164567686890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_VKSxtMRQN1I/SIcjOxMzRLI/AAAAAAAAAA4/mTVfy_PUXIo/S220/menina+leonor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Xjf18KwMeA4/TiKmhi7zXfI/AAAAAAAACVE/B2LhOWJ2hCs/s72-c/3kid231%255B1%255D.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941286279373680515.post-4081831124063374063</id><published>2011-07-10T08:25:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T08:29:59.583+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Final do ano'/><title type='text'>De repente...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mV7ds4Z67ow/ThlHtL3hXpI/AAAAAAAACU8/lluWToKHEtc/s1600/TRIGEMEOS%255B1%255D.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="126" m$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mV7ds4Z67ow/ThlHtL3hXpI/AAAAAAAACU8/lluWToKHEtc/s200/TRIGEMEOS%255B1%255D.png" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;De repente, quase sem que déssemos por isso, o final do ano estava à porta. &lt;br /&gt;Juntámos as nossas coisas, farrapos de um ano de trabalho, e partimos para férias, umas férias merecidas porque este ano que passou foi, sem dúvida alguma, um ano de muito trabalho. E para não nos esquecermos dos amigos, nem de tudo o que fizemos ao longo do ano, fizemos um pequeno vídeo do nosso ano que os nossos pais levaram para casa no dia da reunião.&amp;nbsp;O Cd dos meninos que estão de férias fica com a Educadora Magda do Ctl. Assim que quiserem, podem ir lá buscá-lo. Desta vez não pudémos pô-lo aqui no blogue porque, como é bastante pesado, nem o bloguer, nem o you tube têm força para o carregar.Deixo-vos com a fotografia da capa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tiRLav6PP6k/ThlTRcJ6TvI/AAAAAAAACVA/JQKuNaYomZg/s1600/CIMG0473.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="cssfloat: left; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" m$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tiRLav6PP6k/ThlTRcJ6TvI/AAAAAAAACVA/JQKuNaYomZg/s320/CIMG0473.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mais um ciclo se fechou...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Mais uma etapa cumprida...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;E os dias em desfilada, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Passaram numa corrida.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Muitas coisas se fizeram, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;E&amp;nbsp;escreveram, p´ra contar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Muitos momentos alegres,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Que vivemos a brincar ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Foram momentos felizes,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Vividos sem reparar &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Que o tempo ia passando.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Momentos que, sem notar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Passaram tão de mansinho&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Que acabaram por ficar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Boas férias para todos!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941286279373680515-4081831124063374063?l=pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/feeds/4081831124063374063/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941286279373680515&amp;postID=4081831124063374063' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/4081831124063374063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/4081831124063374063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/2011/07/de-repente.html' title='De repente...'/><author><name>Maria da Luz Borges</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17667164567686890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_VKSxtMRQN1I/SIcjOxMzRLI/AAAAAAAAAA4/mTVfy_PUXIo/S220/menina+leonor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mV7ds4Z67ow/ThlHtL3hXpI/AAAAAAAACU8/lluWToKHEtc/s72-c/TRIGEMEOS%255B1%255D.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941286279373680515.post-8222798865682846337</id><published>2011-07-03T16:46:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-07-03T17:01:03.858+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Último dia'/><title type='text'>Como gente grande.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GhgbOcszkBI/ThCIRWv_oKI/AAAAAAAACU4/I1bqzX599os/s1600/forever+friends.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" i$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GhgbOcszkBI/ThCIRWv_oKI/AAAAAAAACU4/I1bqzX599os/s1600/forever+friends.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Sexta feira o dia foi diferente. Há muito tempo que o andávamos a planear e, nas nossas horas vagas íamos preparando a festa. Festa? Sim, que na sexta feira, na nossa sala foi dia de festa. Fizemos o batizado das nossas bonecas...&lt;br /&gt;Agora vamos de férias e alguns meninos já não vão voltar, pois vão para o primeiro ano, mas nunca mais esqueceremos este dia. Foi um dia em cheio, pois brincámos como "gente grande". Foi mesmo um grande dia. Querem ver como foi?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/RkTZVaim4Ac?hl=pt&amp;amp;fs=1" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foi ou não um grande dia?...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941286279373680515-8222798865682846337?l=pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/feeds/8222798865682846337/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941286279373680515&amp;postID=8222798865682846337' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/8222798865682846337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/8222798865682846337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/2011/07/como-gente-grande.html' title='Como gente grande.'/><author><name>Maria da Luz Borges</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17667164567686890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_VKSxtMRQN1I/SIcjOxMzRLI/AAAAAAAAAA4/mTVfy_PUXIo/S220/menina+leonor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GhgbOcszkBI/ThCIRWv_oKI/AAAAAAAACU4/I1bqzX599os/s72-c/forever+friends.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941286279373680515.post-329588169107521861</id><published>2011-06-19T09:11:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T09:14:41.919+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dia a dia.'/><title type='text'>Fomos de viagem...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-S_gETUHIfoU/Tf2tAcsPpoI/AAAAAAAACUo/s6syNy8AqkU/s1600/safe_image%255B1%255D.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" i$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-S_gETUHIfoU/Tf2tAcsPpoI/AAAAAAAACUo/s6syNy8AqkU/s1600/safe_image%255B1%255D.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Porque para aprender é preciso brincar...&lt;br /&gt;Porque para&amp;nbsp; adquirir competências é preciso brincar...&lt;br /&gt;Porque para nos tornarmos adultos saudáveis, nos organizarmos interiormente e podermos ser felizes é preciso brincar, deixamo-vos com uma das nossas últimas brincadeiras...Viajar de autocarro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Nesta viagem fomos a Lublin visitar os nosso amigos Polacos.)&lt;br /&gt;Primeiro eram só as motoristas com uma passageira no último banco...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Es4Dw7JqhRI/Tf2uFKjyFYI/AAAAAAAACUs/Kf540YOjCU4/s1600/CIMG9609.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Es4Dw7JqhRI/Tf2uFKjyFYI/AAAAAAAACUs/Kf540YOjCU4/s320/CIMG9609.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Depois o autocarro chegou à paragem e entraram mais alguns passageiros...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PrggVAxuzKo/Tf2uhJsqCMI/AAAAAAAACUw/f-IcHAImezs/s1600/CIMG9610.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PrggVAxuzKo/Tf2uhJsqCMI/AAAAAAAACUw/f-IcHAImezs/s320/CIMG9610.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Por fim já estava tão cheio que os lugares acabaram e o Hugo teve que ir de pé. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Za4ZhO67P0c/Tf2u0vljzGI/AAAAAAAACU0/89agMvYfnd0/s1600/CIMG9611.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Za4ZhO67P0c/Tf2u0vljzGI/AAAAAAAACU0/89agMvYfnd0/s320/CIMG9611.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Foi um bela viagem!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941286279373680515-329588169107521861?l=pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/feeds/329588169107521861/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941286279373680515&amp;postID=329588169107521861' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/329588169107521861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/329588169107521861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/2011/06/fomos-de-viagem.html' title='Fomos de viagem...'/><author><name>Maria da Luz Borges</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17667164567686890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_VKSxtMRQN1I/SIcjOxMzRLI/AAAAAAAAAA4/mTVfy_PUXIo/S220/menina+leonor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-S_gETUHIfoU/Tf2tAcsPpoI/AAAAAAAACUo/s6syNy8AqkU/s72-c/safe_image%255B1%255D.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941286279373680515.post-4552569744040581327</id><published>2011-06-16T10:42:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T15:34:24.316+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='As nossas histórias...'/><title type='text'>Os caracóis não têm boca...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uPj6VIqe_E8/TfnMoy0wvLI/AAAAAAAACUg/5KcUjuykCKc/s1600/caracol.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uPj6VIqe_E8/TfnMoy0wvLI/AAAAAAAACUg/5KcUjuykCKc/s200/caracol.jpg" t8="true" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Os nossos feijoeiros têm estado a crescer normalmente e nós temos andado muito entusiasmados a comparar os seus tamanhos e a medir as suas alturas.&lt;br /&gt;Ontem, porém, o Hugo ficou um bocado assustado... Descobriu que alguém andava a comer o seu feijoeiro. Diz o Diogo:&lt;br /&gt;-Isso deve ser algum caracol. Eles gostam muito de comer legumes! &lt;br /&gt;E&amp;nbsp; imediatamente os dois amigos organizaram uma grande caçada ao caracol, que encontraram, grande e lustroso, ao fim de pouco tempo. Uma das pequeninas, a Joana, que os observava em silêncio, com ar de descrédito, comenta:&lt;br /&gt;- Parecem tontos! Deixem lá o bichinho, coitado! Então não sabem que os caracóis não têm boca? Por isso não pode ter sido ele. Isso deve ter sido algum mosquito!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941286279373680515-4552569744040581327?l=pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/feeds/4552569744040581327/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941286279373680515&amp;postID=4552569744040581327' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/4552569744040581327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/4552569744040581327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/2011/06/os-caracois-nao-tem-boca.html' title='Os caracóis não têm boca...'/><author><name>Maria da Luz Borges</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17667164567686890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_VKSxtMRQN1I/SIcjOxMzRLI/AAAAAAAAAA4/mTVfy_PUXIo/S220/menina+leonor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uPj6VIqe_E8/TfnMoy0wvLI/AAAAAAAACUg/5KcUjuykCKc/s72-c/caracol.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941286279373680515.post-8240891172184620318</id><published>2011-06-15T22:19:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T22:36:14.673+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Santos populares'/><title type='text'>Santo António já se acabou...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ET8DT5qZRTI/Tfesbt4iFiI/AAAAAAAACUI/q9fihtKeYpc/s1600/OkieDee-Flowers-Violets1_small%255B1%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ET8DT5qZRTI/Tfesbt4iFiI/AAAAAAAACUI/q9fihtKeYpc/s200/OkieDee-Flowers-Violets1_small%255B1%255D.jpg" t8="true" width="169" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;Santo António já se acabou, é verdade, mas o S. João está ao virar da esquina e depois dele vem o S.Pedro. Por isso, e porque aqui nas imediações da escola estes Santos são reis, este ano resolvemos fazer um "trono" aos Santos Populares.&amp;nbsp; Tem sido um sucesso... e ao longo do dia é um "corre, corre" até junto dos Santos. A Matilde Queiroz afirma que eles são mágicos e vai-lhes confiando os seus desejos. 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text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WvSqjIQjLyw/TfT-Gh7VV7I/AAAAAAAACUE/KxqNEuJf2s4/s1600/bemvindoamigos%255B1%255D.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="156" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WvSqjIQjLyw/TfT-Gh7VV7I/AAAAAAAACUE/KxqNEuJf2s4/s200/bemvindoamigos%255B1%255D.png" t8="true" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A articulação continua na ordem do dia e com o fim do ano à porta torna-se ainda mais importante.&lt;/div&gt;Para facilitar o processo de adaptação e para que se acabe a ansiedade dos meninos mais crescidos, desde o final de Maio que, as crianças que irão transitar para o primeiro ano, têm ido passar algumas manhãs na sala do primeiro ano, com a professora Ana Rita. Eles têm adorado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Foi-lhes pedido que trouxessem um estojo e, na hora do recreio descemos e fomos ver como era. Um entusiasmo! Encontraram-se os irmãos e os amigos, descobriram-se os espaços, observaram-se novas brincadeiras, mas sobretudo sentiram-se crescidos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-b51caefb00eafd18" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db51caefb00eafd18%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330423231%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5B8342AAE4FD0C6A5B7F0E0B997B2BEE6796FEB5.D4EA2E674C7129B94A0C6AD9DA64497634DDD1F%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db51caefb00eafd18%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DmyY9ev1Gn4e8sz2AaG4sYtntsvc&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db51caefb00eafd18%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330423231%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5B8342AAE4FD0C6A5B7F0E0B997B2BEE6796FEB5.D4EA2E674C7129B94A0C6AD9DA64497634DDD1F%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db51caefb00eafd18%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DmyY9ev1Gn4e8sz2AaG4sYtntsvc&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Na passada quinta feira fizeram uma ficha de matemática a que, pomposamente, chamámos teste. A Prof. Ana Rita corrigiu e eles levaram para casa para mostrar aos pais e trazer de volta. Não imaginam o orgulho estampado nas suas caritas. Aposto que ninguém se vai esquecer de trazer o "teste" de volta...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941286279373680515-2613663296365868705?l=pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/feeds/2613663296365868705/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941286279373680515&amp;postID=2613663296365868705' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/2613663296365868705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/2613663296365868705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/2011/06/articulacao-i-manhas-no-primeiro-ciclo.html' title='Articulação I - Manhãs no primeiro ciclo'/><author><name>Maria da Luz Borges</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17667164567686890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_VKSxtMRQN1I/SIcjOxMzRLI/AAAAAAAAAA4/mTVfy_PUXIo/S220/menina+leonor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WvSqjIQjLyw/TfT-Gh7VV7I/AAAAAAAACUE/KxqNEuJf2s4/s72-c/bemvindoamigos%255B1%255D.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941286279373680515.post-262986689982192425</id><published>2011-06-11T15:17:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T20:53:58.009+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Articulação...'/><title type='text'>Articulação II- Articulação entre os vários parceiros sociais</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mH2sHkdI-ng/TfN06lTD5QI/AAAAAAAACTs/8v0fwSw8KgE/s1600/13%255B1%255D.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mH2sHkdI-ng/TfN06lTD5QI/AAAAAAAACTs/8v0fwSw8KgE/s1600/13%255B1%255D.gif" t8="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Também com o CAF a articulação é uma realidade. &lt;br /&gt;Estão de parabéns a Educadora Magda, excelente profissional, a Psicologa Raquel, um apoio indispensável,&amp;nbsp;os dirigentes da&amp;nbsp;Associação de Pais que consegue gerir o CAF mantendo o diálogo com os professores&amp;nbsp;e procurando o bem estar de todas as crianças e o seu Presidente, o Dr Sérgio Almeida, que&amp;nbsp;lhe deu uma nova dinâmica, um novo fôlego e&amp;nbsp;que com a sua simplicidade, empenho, dedicação e lucidez conseguiu ir muito além do trabalho feito até hoje.&amp;nbsp;Por tudo o que fazem pelas crianças e pelo que ajudam&amp;nbsp;na construção deste corpo imenso&amp;nbsp;que é a&amp;nbsp;escola, OBRIGADO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Eagora aqui ficam alguns trabalhos elaborados no CAF, planeados colaborativamente e&amp;nbsp;em articulação com o Jardim de infância e que mesmo sendo diferentes, dão continuidade ao começado em contexto de sala de aula.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-fa8351dd05bb9b0c" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dfa8351dd05bb9b0c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330423231%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D84DCAF15973FE14AC39540DC7F77DFE6F77AEDE5.733132229A2A8C80B55216A17AEDB85F066BFBAB%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dfa8351dd05bb9b0c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D8LLxYzbgtjpQPHvZB7a0NKJyqJs&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dfa8351dd05bb9b0c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330423231%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D84DCAF15973FE14AC39540DC7F77DFE6F77AEDE5.733132229A2A8C80B55216A17AEDB85F066BFBAB%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dfa8351dd05bb9b0c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D8LLxYzbgtjpQPHvZB7a0NKJyqJs&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continudade do projecto de arte: Na sala "os grandes pintores" No CAF "Os grandes compositores...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VptOHIXjlqc/TfN3QCjUjcI/AAAAAAAACTw/fCz7s4Mk8-4/s1600/CIMG9036.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VptOHIXjlqc/TfN3QCjUjcI/AAAAAAAACTw/fCz7s4Mk8-4/s320/CIMG9036.JPG" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;As minhas boas vindas quando cheguei de Budapeste. Assim até apetece voltar!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;PS - O altinho no fundo do&amp;nbsp;vestido não é a saia rodada. Segundo a autora, a Margarida, é a minha barriga.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sDRho7lVKaA/TfN3lDd44gI/AAAAAAAACT0/asYFpVVGJ1E/s1600/CIMG9668.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sDRho7lVKaA/TfN3lDd44gI/AAAAAAAACT0/asYFpVVGJ1E/s320/CIMG9668.JPG" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_ey022BCdYk/TfN3snkVnZI/AAAAAAAACT4/x9uPKBR4DKU/s1600/CIMG9667.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_ey022BCdYk/TfN3snkVnZI/AAAAAAAACT4/x9uPKBR4DKU/s320/CIMG9667.JPG" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BL_Kw44cbHs/TfN3zUYiXAI/AAAAAAAACT8/-2Mmd-rh1Vc/s1600/CIMG9669.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BL_Kw44cbHs/TfN3zUYiXAI/AAAAAAAACT8/-2Mmd-rh1Vc/s320/CIMG9669.JPG" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;E Já agora as boas vindas da Ivoninha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-K28K98bkpk8/TfN4DQ8efyI/AAAAAAAACUA/YqQ3jI89_qo/s1600/CIMG9670.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-K28K98bkpk8/TfN4DQ8efyI/AAAAAAAACUA/YqQ3jI89_qo/s320/CIMG9670.JPG" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;A continuação do projecto sobre a arte e a cor...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-1345a09416e49d7d" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D1345a09416e49d7d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330423231%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DBDFDF80203EDA214875D9CBDEEF2A6319D06A9.9226352C50CE314983654DA04F4C93F2A69DF9A%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1345a09416e49d7d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DDFSKDyqWwzpGLHdJ1Ujbbn1ruXU&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D1345a09416e49d7d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330423231%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DBDFDF80203EDA214875D9CBDEEF2A6319D06A9.9226352C50CE314983654DA04F4C93F2A69DF9A%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1345a09416e49d7d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DDFSKDyqWwzpGLHdJ1Ujbbn1ruXU&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;É muito bom poder trabalhar assim. A todos o meu imenso Obrigado!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941286279373680515-262986689982192425?l=pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/feeds/262986689982192425/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941286279373680515&amp;postID=262986689982192425' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/262986689982192425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/262986689982192425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/2011/06/articulacao-ii-articulacao-entre-os.html' title='Articulação II- Articulação entre os vários parceiros sociais'/><author><name>Maria da Luz Borges</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17667164567686890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_VKSxtMRQN1I/SIcjOxMzRLI/AAAAAAAAAA4/mTVfy_PUXIo/S220/menina+leonor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mH2sHkdI-ng/TfN06lTD5QI/AAAAAAAACTs/8v0fwSw8KgE/s72-c/13%255B1%255D.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941286279373680515.post-5117156026824547863</id><published>2011-06-11T14:22:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T14:26:52.586+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Articulação...'/><title type='text'>Articulação III - "An adventure with chemestry" - Construção colaborativa de saberes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3t8lnJFs-Eo/TfNqFgHqAxI/AAAAAAAACTo/NtbAS6uQ2hY/s1600/cutecolors34%255B1%255D%255B1%255D.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="139" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3t8lnJFs-Eo/TfNqFgHqAxI/AAAAAAAACTo/NtbAS6uQ2hY/s200/cutecolors34%255B1%255D%255B1%255D.gif" t8="true" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Porque a construção do seu próprio saber, a partilha de saberes e a continuidade são muito importantes no pleno desenvolvimento do ser humano e na aquisição de competencias, nós apostamos na colaboração e articulação entre ciclos e parceiros, por isso, entre nós a articulação é uma realidade...&lt;br /&gt;Articulação entre ciclos - Actividades:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-3bc2d0056198e2d1" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3bc2d0056198e2d1%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330423231%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2A5C69A8BCB57F074886C417EFE437060DCBB8CC.486C8B6D8DC0F06CC61C731DE5EFF5D2DEF35AE%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3bc2d0056198e2d1%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DaVyfHu_iIW2it3bySeI0nGdR-Tk&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3bc2d0056198e2d1%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330423231%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2A5C69A8BCB57F074886C417EFE437060DCBB8CC.486C8B6D8DC0F06CC61C731DE5EFF5D2DEF35AE%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3bc2d0056198e2d1%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DaVyfHu_iIW2it3bySeI0nGdR-Tk&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941286279373680515-5117156026824547863?l=pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/feeds/5117156026824547863/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941286279373680515&amp;postID=5117156026824547863' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/5117156026824547863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/5117156026824547863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/2011/06/articulacao-iii-adventure-with.html' title='Articulação III - &quot;An adventure with chemestry&quot; - Construção colaborativa de saberes'/><author><name>Maria da Luz Borges</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17667164567686890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_VKSxtMRQN1I/SIcjOxMzRLI/AAAAAAAAAA4/mTVfy_PUXIo/S220/menina+leonor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3t8lnJFs-Eo/TfNqFgHqAxI/AAAAAAAACTo/NtbAS6uQ2hY/s72-c/cutecolors34%255B1%255D%255B1%255D.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941286279373680515.post-1936471824839446787</id><published>2011-06-07T20:16:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T20:48:24.965+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Visita de estudo'/><title type='text'>Ontem fomos a Mafra...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L_nb2g2dh_4/Te5qAdnvJpI/AAAAAAAACTg/ZnH6APbp9J0/s1600/ursinho-primavera3%255B1%255D.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L_nb2g2dh_4/Te5qAdnvJpI/AAAAAAAACTg/ZnH6APbp9J0/s1600/ursinho-primavera3%255B1%255D.gif" t8="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ontem fomos a Mafra e gostámos muito. Foi a nossa visita de estudo de final do Ano Lectivo.&lt;br /&gt;"Mafra é um bocadinho longe, mas valeu a pena" - Disse a Matilde Queiroz, quando vinhamos para casa, muito cansados...&lt;br /&gt;É que cansámo - nos mesmo muito. Primeiro a brincar no Parque, depois a visitar o Jardim do Cerco e finalmente para conhecer a princesa. Mas vimos muitas coisas interessantes e aprendemos muitas coisas novas.&lt;br /&gt;Foi um dia em cheio!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LQW8Ohd599k?hl=pt&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LQW8Ohd599k?hl=pt&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941286279373680515-1936471824839446787?l=pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/feeds/1936471824839446787/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941286279373680515&amp;postID=1936471824839446787' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/1936471824839446787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/1936471824839446787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/2011/06/ontem-fomos-mafra.html' title='Ontem fomos a Mafra...'/><author><name>Maria da Luz Borges</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17667164567686890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_VKSxtMRQN1I/SIcjOxMzRLI/AAAAAAAAAA4/mTVfy_PUXIo/S220/menina+leonor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L_nb2g2dh_4/Te5qAdnvJpI/AAAAAAAACTg/ZnH6APbp9J0/s72-c/ursinho-primavera3%255B1%255D.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941286279373680515.post-3756321690788869789</id><published>2011-06-02T02:08:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-04T19:56:50.858+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dia da criança'/><title type='text'>Cientistas por um dia...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p1nX0q_NJz8/TebgBMu-Z3I/AAAAAAAACTY/CHz-e0PZZMs/s1600/cientista%255B1%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p1nX0q_NJz8/TebgBMu-Z3I/AAAAAAAACTY/CHz-e0PZZMs/s200/cientista%255B1%255D.jpg" t8="true" width="166" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hoje, Dia&amp;nbsp;Mundial&amp;nbsp;da Criança e porque queríamos comemorar um dia diferente, fomos cientistas por um dia.&lt;br /&gt;No âmbito da comemoração do Ano Internacional da Química e para dar continuidade ao nosso projecto eTwinnig "Chemestry is all arround us", e em Parceria com&amp;nbsp;o Departamento de&amp;nbsp;Química da&amp;nbsp;Faculdade de Ciências da Universidade de Lisboa, através do Professor Carlos Borges, da Sara e do João, hoje na nossa sala&amp;nbsp;falou-se de química. Fomos cientistas por um dia e,&amp;nbsp;olhando ao entusiasmo, ao empenho,&amp;nbsp;e à&amp;nbsp;participação quem sabe, no futuro, quantos químicos nascerão...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ni5r0dCMOrk?hl=pt&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ni5r0dCMOrk?hl=pt&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agora na nossa sala já existem duas novas profissões: Cientistas e químicos.&lt;br /&gt;- Cientistas&amp;nbsp;são aquelas pessoas que sabem muito sobre ciencias que sabem muito sobre todas as coisas, mas que&amp;nbsp;ainda querem saber mais. Por isso&amp;nbsp;andam senpre a investigar, a estudar e a experimentar"&amp;nbsp;- Matilde - 5 anos.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;- Ciencia é conhecer muitas coisas importantes para todas as pessoas do mundo, os seres vivos e até o universo" - Diogo -5 anos&lt;br /&gt;- Ciência é inventar muitas coisas, criar máquinas e coisas electricas que ajudam as pessoas a viver melhor. Os médicos também ajudam muitas pessoas, também inventam coisas e estudam muito por isso também são cientistas. -Guilherme-5 anos&lt;br /&gt;Ser químico é fazer experiencias novas, criar remédios,&amp;nbsp; fazer gasolina e tudo aquilo que faz falta para a vida. - Gonçalo - 5 anos&lt;br /&gt;- Química tudo aquilo que transforma as coisas e faz com que sejam melhores para nós.- Leandro - 5 anos&lt;br /&gt;- Quando for grande eu vou ser química para fazer muitas experiencias - Mariana - 4 anos&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941286279373680515-3756321690788869789?l=pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/feeds/3756321690788869789/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941286279373680515&amp;postID=3756321690788869789' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/3756321690788869789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/3756321690788869789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/2011/06/cientistas-por-um-dia.html' title='Cientistas por um dia...'/><author><name>Maria da Luz Borges</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17667164567686890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_VKSxtMRQN1I/SIcjOxMzRLI/AAAAAAAAAA4/mTVfy_PUXIo/S220/menina+leonor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p1nX0q_NJz8/TebgBMu-Z3I/AAAAAAAACTY/CHz-e0PZZMs/s72-c/cientista%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941286279373680515.post-5035053332642976948</id><published>2011-05-30T16:30:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T20:46:00.714+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dia a dia.'/><title type='text'>"Schcope" o dente filha...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-x2bi0kq_7oA/TeO015ZMBgI/AAAAAAAACTQ/5dQhPqhbSZc/s1600/z24p4ufj%255B1%255D.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-x2bi0kq_7oA/TeO015ZMBgI/AAAAAAAACTQ/5dQhPqhbSZc/s1600/z24p4ufj%255B1%255D.gif" t8="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hoje a Mafalda chegou feliz à sala. Tinha uma&amp;nbsp;novidade&amp;nbsp;para contar...O dente da frente&amp;nbsp;que durante toda a semana tinha estado a abanar, finalmente caíu. E com os ""SS" a fugir pelo buraco deixado pela falta do dente, entusiasmada contou:&lt;br /&gt;"Sabes, no fim de semana fui jantar e depois fui dormir. Quando o meu pai saiu para o trabalho eu estava a "dromir", mas ele foi-se despedir de nós e quando me deu um beijinho o meu dente caíu. E eu acordei com o meu Pai muito aflito a dizer:&lt;br /&gt;(E no meio de sibilos agudos ela dizia entusiasmada:) -&amp;nbsp;"Schcope" o dente Mafalda, "schcope" o dente filha!&amp;nbsp;Eu abri os olhos e "Schcupi".&lt;br /&gt;Uma delicia!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941286279373680515-5035053332642976948?l=pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/feeds/5035053332642976948/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941286279373680515&amp;postID=5035053332642976948' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/5035053332642976948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/5035053332642976948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/2011/05/schcope-o-dente-filha.html' title='&quot;Schcope&quot; o dente filha...'/><author><name>Maria da Luz Borges</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17667164567686890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_VKSxtMRQN1I/SIcjOxMzRLI/AAAAAAAAAA4/mTVfy_PUXIo/S220/menina+leonor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-x2bi0kq_7oA/TeO015ZMBgI/AAAAAAAACTQ/5dQhPqhbSZc/s72-c/z24p4ufj%255B1%255D.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941286279373680515.post-7086365883461915387</id><published>2011-05-30T11:19:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T00:37:33.658+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dia a dia...'/><title type='text'>Há dias que são ilhas...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YF6_hmVrq0o/TeNgPse59PI/AAAAAAAACTM/fyjZ08fbxK4/s1600/2wluav8%255B1%255D.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YF6_hmVrq0o/TeNgPse59PI/AAAAAAAACTM/fyjZ08fbxK4/s1600/2wluav8%255B1%255D.gif" t8="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;É verdade... Há dias que são ilhas... às vezes ilhas tropicais, com palmeiras , águas limpidas e paz e outros ilhas em mares tempestuosos, com vagas alterosas, que invadem a terra e não deixam nada no seu lugar...&lt;br /&gt;Sexta -feira foi um dia assim... Um dia de vagas alterosas.&lt;br /&gt;Já há uns dias que a tempestade vinha a ser anunciada... Com a chegada da primavera e um segundo período longo de mais e muito cansativo, as crianças andavam irrequietas, cansadas, a bocejar desde manhã, excitadas&amp;nbsp;e implicativas.&lt;br /&gt;Já não conseguiam falar baixo nem estar concentrados numa tarefa. E por vezes até esqueciam quem era o adulto e quem&amp;nbsp;são as crianças...&lt;br /&gt;Já há alguns dias que se vinha chamando à atenção para o tom de voz, para&amp;nbsp;a forma de estar na sala&amp;nbsp;e para a diferença entre os vários espaços que fazem parte da sua vida que, infelizmente nos nossos dias, têm as suas funções bastante baralhadas e&amp;nbsp;as crianças &amp;nbsp;parecem não saber a diferença entre o espaço escola/ professor&amp;nbsp;e o espaço casa/família, que são distintos e devem ser diferentes e que só quando são diferentes ajudam a criança na&amp;nbsp;sua autonomia e crescimento saudável.&lt;br /&gt;Ora a sexta feira começou bastante mal... Eles chegaram logo de manhã à sala barulhentos, implicativos, incapazes de ouvir o outro, ou meio a dormir incapazes de reagir e de responder aos desafios lançados porque a falta de descanso tem duas vertentes, a vertente da excitação com consequente descontrolo de acções e de palavras&amp;nbsp;e a vertente da inactividade que os deixa&amp;nbsp;numa dormencia de sentidos e de reacções. E no meio do descontrolo de algumas crianças, aconteceu;&amp;nbsp;ao querer prestar auxilio a uma das crianças, os meus oculos partiram-se. Fiquei um bocado zangada. Zangada com a inatvidade de uns e com a excitação de outros que não conseguem ter controlo nos seus actos, nem sequer passar pelos outros com cuidado e atenção. E desta vez não houve lugar a conversas mansas, que palavras, pelos vistos, leva-as o vento e, durante o dia não tiveram o previlégio de ser tratados como meninos crescidos que sabem o que estão a fazer e se controlam. Por isso,&amp;nbsp;durante todo o dia se fizeram actividades orientadas e &amp;nbsp;jogos de grande grupo como se fossem tão bebés que não soubessem ainda decidir por&amp;nbsp;si próprios.&amp;nbsp;E agora, só pode ser chefe quem for tão crescido que saiba respeitar os outros&amp;nbsp;e as regras da sala que foram&amp;nbsp;criadas por todos nós. É que nós&amp;nbsp;estamos na escola&amp;nbsp; é para aprender e não para fazer apenas aquilo que nos apetece.&lt;br /&gt;Parece que resultou. Hoje as crianças chegaram mais descansadas, estão&amp;nbsp;calmas e a sala,&amp;nbsp; por agora, está em paz.&lt;br /&gt;Esperemos que tenha chegado&amp;nbsp;o tempo de&amp;nbsp;bonança e&amp;nbsp;que tenha vindo para ficar. Que daqui para a frente,&amp;nbsp;estes dias que são ilhas, sejam ilhas de&amp;nbsp;serenidade&amp;nbsp;e de bonança, ilhas de desenvolvimento harmonioso e de paz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941286279373680515-7086365883461915387?l=pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/feeds/7086365883461915387/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941286279373680515&amp;postID=7086365883461915387' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/7086365883461915387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/7086365883461915387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/2011/05/ha-dias-que-sao-ilhas.html' title='Há dias que são ilhas...'/><author><name>Maria da Luz Borges</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17667164567686890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_VKSxtMRQN1I/SIcjOxMzRLI/AAAAAAAAAA4/mTVfy_PUXIo/S220/menina+leonor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YF6_hmVrq0o/TeNgPse59PI/AAAAAAAACTM/fyjZ08fbxK4/s72-c/2wluav8%255B1%255D.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941286279373680515.post-1024903231819424465</id><published>2011-05-24T23:35:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T23:38:03.604+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Palavras'/><title type='text'>De onde vêm as palavras más?...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gEXbNSKlU7w/Tdwuudz6hTI/AAAAAAAACTE/idgD2KQh_yI/s1600/ursinha_livros%255B1%255D.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gEXbNSKlU7w/Tdwuudz6hTI/AAAAAAAACTE/idgD2KQh_yI/s1600/ursinha_livros%255B1%255D.gif" t8="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hoje mais uma vez se falou de palavras...&lt;br /&gt;Desta vez não foi de letras, mas do significado que as palavras podem ter e como podem ser boas ou más. Foi uma conversa interessante...&lt;br /&gt;Uma das crianças, durante o recreio da hora do almoço,&amp;nbsp;na sequência de uma zanga,&amp;nbsp;chamou um nome muito feio, um "parlavão", como tentava explicar o queixoso, ao amigo que, como é obvio ficou muito triste. Isto foi o ponto de partida para voltarmos&amp;nbsp;as perguntas que já há algum tempo nos vêm acompanhando. De vonde vêm as palavras más?,&amp;nbsp;O que é uma palavra má?&lt;br /&gt;E já chegámos a algumas conclusões.&lt;br /&gt;-&amp;nbsp;As palavras más vêm "da fúria", de quando estamos mesmo zangados. - Disse o&amp;nbsp; Hugo&lt;br /&gt;- As palavras más são aquelas que deixam todos tristes, os que as ouvem e os que as dizem. - Gonçalo&lt;br /&gt;-As palavras más são todas pretas e deixam as pessoas todas escuras lá dentro - Margarida&lt;br /&gt;- As palavras más deixam o nosso coração muito triste. - Leandro&lt;br /&gt;- Dizer uma palavra má é mau, tão mau que até é pior que estragar uma pintura toda. - Diogo&lt;br /&gt;Nós não gostamos nada de palavras más!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941286279373680515-1024903231819424465?l=pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/feeds/1024903231819424465/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941286279373680515&amp;postID=1024903231819424465' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/1024903231819424465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/1024903231819424465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/2011/05/de-onde-vem-as-palavras-mas.html' title='De onde vêm as palavras más?...'/><author><name>Maria da Luz Borges</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17667164567686890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_VKSxtMRQN1I/SIcjOxMzRLI/AAAAAAAAAA4/mTVfy_PUXIo/S220/menina+leonor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gEXbNSKlU7w/Tdwuudz6hTI/AAAAAAAACTE/idgD2KQh_yI/s72-c/ursinha_livros%255B1%255D.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941286279373680515.post-8457235966669591505</id><published>2011-05-22T22:40:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T22:51:12.644+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Posters'/><title type='text'>Comunicar...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Comunicar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fv_OLLCuA1k/TdmDoDoRdII/AAAAAAAACTA/se5QY7ARBE0/s1600/yy%255B1%255D.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fv_OLLCuA1k/TdmDoDoRdII/AAAAAAAACTA/se5QY7ARBE0/s1600/yy%255B1%255D.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Comunicar, diz o dicionário,&amp;nbsp;é o acto de transmitir...&lt;/div&gt;Nós somos excelentes a comunicar...Gostamos de falar, de conversar, de contar mas, quando temos que organizar uma ideia e transmiti-la aos outros de modo que eles a compreendam, aí é mais difícil,&amp;nbsp;sobretudo se o tivermos que fazer oralmente pois ficamos constrangidos, envergonhados, baralhados, metemos os pés pelas mãos e muitas vezes não conseguimos sequer falar. &lt;br /&gt;Este é um dos problemas da nossa sala. Somos todos muito faladores, mas um bocadinho piores comunicadores. Por isso uma das actividades a que ultimamente temos&amp;nbsp;recorrido frequentemente&amp;nbsp;é à comunicação oral.&lt;br /&gt;Esta semana, mais uma vez,&amp;nbsp;fizemos uma actividade nova; A apresentação de posters. Dividimo-nos em grupos de dois, escolhemos um tema, pesquisámos sobre o tema, criámos um poster e apresentámo-lo aos amigos. &lt;br /&gt;Querem ver como foi?&lt;br /&gt;Deixo-vos com a actividade e com uma das apresentações...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-2cd67a367b4d7573" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2cd67a367b4d7573%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330423232%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D982C1413F03FC32429D9B1C14930805A19B89C.1F41EEA0094531CF2E46FB35DBC1F500C152291C%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2cd67a367b4d7573%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DB1W6gBEtLg0WMzRSIaxqdRqQQeM&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2cd67a367b4d7573%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330423232%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D982C1413F03FC32429D9B1C14930805A19B89C.1F41EEA0094531CF2E46FB35DBC1F500C152291C%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2cd67a367b4d7573%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DB1W6gBEtLg0WMzRSIaxqdRqQQeM&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Boa semana para todos!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941286279373680515-8457235966669591505?l=pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/feeds/8457235966669591505/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941286279373680515&amp;postID=8457235966669591505' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/8457235966669591505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/8457235966669591505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/2011/05/comunicar.html' title='Comunicar...'/><author><name>Maria da Luz Borges</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17667164567686890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_VKSxtMRQN1I/SIcjOxMzRLI/AAAAAAAAAA4/mTVfy_PUXIo/S220/menina+leonor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fv_OLLCuA1k/TdmDoDoRdII/AAAAAAAACTA/se5QY7ARBE0/s72-c/yy%255B1%255D.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941286279373680515.post-7160508271114592322</id><published>2011-05-18T22:09:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T22:11:12.640+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Modelagem'/><title type='text'>O prometido é devido...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oOpkcG5UXOw/TdQzI5hc2AI/AAAAAAAACSY/hixJxDm-e64/s1600/Ursinhos106%255B1%255D.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oOpkcG5UXOw/TdQzI5hc2AI/AAAAAAAACSY/hixJxDm-e64/s1600/Ursinhos106%255B1%255D.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Joana e amigos&lt;br /&gt;Tal como combinámos hoje à tarde aqui ficam as fotografias das nossas esculturas em plasticina para mostrar&amp;nbsp;aos nossos Pais. Tenho a certeza que eles vão gostar muito!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w_7e5OJY6-k/TdQz5YMejKI/AAAAAAAACSc/083v0sxiuP8/s1600/CIMG0232.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w_7e5OJY6-k/TdQz5YMejKI/AAAAAAAACSc/083v0sxiuP8/s320/CIMG0232.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"Uma&amp;nbsp; borboleta voadora para a minha Mamã!" - Joana &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DCwny4EsbOQ/TdQ0GIAIMlI/AAAAAAAACSg/_FxwX2IRlnM/s1600/CIMG0236.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DCwny4EsbOQ/TdQ0GIAIMlI/AAAAAAAACSg/_FxwX2IRlnM/s320/CIMG0236.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"Um passarinho no ninho, tapado com uma mantinha" - Matilde Q.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rIJvbFJ7TqA/TdQ0LENUcMI/AAAAAAAACSk/xCnHBxzqPMI/s1600/CIMG0234.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rIJvbFJ7TqA/TdQ0LENUcMI/AAAAAAAACSk/xCnHBxzqPMI/s320/CIMG0234.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"Um espantalho"&amp;nbsp;- Rafael&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mcS7BgdMLeU/TdQ0OomDxDI/AAAAAAAACSo/UlQm8UuWOaU/s1600/CIMG0239.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mcS7BgdMLeU/TdQ0OomDxDI/AAAAAAAACSo/UlQm8UuWOaU/s320/CIMG0239.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;´"A minha família de mãos dadas!" - Matilde C.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vHvAvTTbPKA/TdQ0RrI55XI/AAAAAAAACSs/mVy6v-N3BQs/s1600/CIMG0240.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vHvAvTTbPKA/TdQ0RrI55XI/AAAAAAAACSs/mVy6v-N3BQs/s320/CIMG0240.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"Um bebé na cadeirinha" - Mariana&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kGcOYiHk9MQ/TdQ0Ugi0BmI/AAAAAAAACSw/ZyeyrPebG6E/s1600/CIMG0241.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kGcOYiHk9MQ/TdQ0Ugi0BmI/AAAAAAAACSw/ZyeyrPebG6E/s320/CIMG0241.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"Um cestinho de maçãs" - Inês Almeida&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W2ALCkkcBHk/TdQ0Xb1LB1I/AAAAAAAACS0/6XmcWdlAWwM/s1600/CIMG0247.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W2ALCkkcBHk/TdQ0Xb1LB1I/AAAAAAAACS0/6XmcWdlAWwM/s320/CIMG0247.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"Uma tartaruguinha num rochedo" - Gonçalo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nYiYR0__iNI/TdQ0axJRFWI/AAAAAAAACS4/fQiN_OyA3gA/s1600/CIMG0250.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nYiYR0__iNI/TdQ0axJRFWI/AAAAAAAACS4/fQiN_OyA3gA/s320/CIMG0250.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;E finalmente as obras todas!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941286279373680515-7160508271114592322?l=pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/feeds/7160508271114592322/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941286279373680515&amp;postID=7160508271114592322' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/7160508271114592322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/7160508271114592322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/2011/05/o-prometido-e-devido.html' title='O prometido é devido...'/><author><name>Maria da Luz Borges</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17667164567686890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_VKSxtMRQN1I/SIcjOxMzRLI/AAAAAAAAAA4/mTVfy_PUXIo/S220/menina+leonor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oOpkcG5UXOw/TdQzI5hc2AI/AAAAAAAACSY/hixJxDm-e64/s72-c/Ursinhos106%255B1%255D.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941286279373680515.post-8362015070519791446</id><published>2011-05-15T17:10:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T17:50:03.142+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Europa'/><title type='text'>Dia da Europa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wPKb0IkUE2I/Tc_rLvCQqHI/AAAAAAAACSU/w-Ce6-ASnFg/s1600/186%255B1%255D.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wPKb0IkUE2I/Tc_rLvCQqHI/AAAAAAAACSU/w-Ce6-ASnFg/s1600/186%255B1%255D.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mesmo com um bocadinho de atraso, porque o tempo não tem sido muito e os dias sucedem-se a correr, na passada segunda feira, dia 9 de Maio, celebrou-se o Dia da Europa, que na nossa sala apareceu integrado na Semana Coménius, em que fizemos diversas video-conferências. Foi o final de uma semana muito especial e por conseguinte foi vivida com muita alegria. Deixamo-vos com o video do nosso dia...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-926e6a99c93fb34f" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v14.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D926e6a99c93fb34f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330423232%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D290D0BA2798B2144D08280DE045C9EA4E11F660E.77478222EB0618DFF14A484CA0C9989381C69461%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D926e6a99c93fb34f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DyEAYPLW5ysxJ1JqEJ9H5fq5jJbQ&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v14.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D926e6a99c93fb34f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330423232%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D290D0BA2798B2144D08280DE045C9EA4E11F660E.77478222EB0618DFF14A484CA0C9989381C69461%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D926e6a99c93fb34f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DyEAYPLW5ysxJ1JqEJ9H5fq5jJbQ&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941286279373680515-8362015070519791446?l=pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/feeds/8362015070519791446/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941286279373680515&amp;postID=8362015070519791446' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/8362015070519791446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/8362015070519791446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/2011/05/dia-da-europa.html' title='Dia da Europa'/><author><name>Maria da Luz Borges</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17667164567686890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_VKSxtMRQN1I/SIcjOxMzRLI/AAAAAAAAAA4/mTVfy_PUXIo/S220/menina+leonor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wPKb0IkUE2I/Tc_rLvCQqHI/AAAAAAAACSU/w-Ce6-ASnFg/s72-c/186%255B1%255D.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941286279373680515.post-8978328129122470160</id><published>2011-05-11T23:12:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T21:21:13.901+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video-conferência'/><title type='text'>Tão longe e tão perto!...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-07Vwx1MxIKk/TcsKPkLom_I/AAAAAAAACSQ/MNxMvif2hIM/s1600/_RDQL1A%255B1%255D.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-07Vwx1MxIKk/TcsKPkLom_I/AAAAAAAACSQ/MNxMvif2hIM/s1600/_RDQL1A%255B1%255D.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Porque estamos a desenvolver um projecto no âmbito do Ano Internacional da Química e porque queremos aproveitar os recursos e as novas ferramentas que o uso das TIC nos proporciona, esta semana, mais concretamente na terça feira, "viajámos" até ao Jardim de Infância de Rio Côvo, em Barcelos, onde juntamente com a Professora Ádila Faria e os meninos da sala 2, andámos às voltas com a química, desta vez para tentar descobrir qual a diferença entre um ácido e uma base e como é que em química se conseguem distinguir. Querem saber como foi? ora vejam lá...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-ab8ef3fb296746bf" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dab8ef3fb296746bf%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330423232%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6349951BEEF653EA19926832CAE3C19360D3D8EC.3F9AAD830E80456F01C35F9CB09B247DC565FFC3%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dab8ef3fb296746bf%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DyRBXTwlBMZtIboAwrnfJ368BbEc&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dab8ef3fb296746bf%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330423232%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6349951BEEF653EA19926832CAE3C19360D3D8EC.3F9AAD830E80456F01C35F9CB09B247DC565FFC3%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dab8ef3fb296746bf%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DyRBXTwlBMZtIboAwrnfJ368BbEc&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Obrigado amigos de Rio Côvo. Foi muito bom encontrar-vos e poder falar destas coisas importantes convosco!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941286279373680515-8978328129122470160?l=pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/feeds/8978328129122470160/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941286279373680515&amp;postID=8978328129122470160' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/8978328129122470160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/8978328129122470160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/2011/05/tao-longe-e-tao-perto.html' title='Tão longe e tão perto!...'/><author><name>Maria da Luz Borges</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17667164567686890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_VKSxtMRQN1I/SIcjOxMzRLI/AAAAAAAAAA4/mTVfy_PUXIo/S220/menina+leonor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-07Vwx1MxIKk/TcsKPkLom_I/AAAAAAAACSQ/MNxMvif2hIM/s72-c/_RDQL1A%255B1%255D.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941286279373680515.post-2450705597929861225</id><published>2011-05-05T22:45:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-05T22:45:01.320+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Semana Comenius 2011'/><title type='text'>Hoje fomos aos Açores...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UDApa8LQHEo/TcMS42wf4GI/AAAAAAAACRg/TIZGiuNEnSU/s1600/2gilrs%255B1%255D.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UDApa8LQHEo/TcMS42wf4GI/AAAAAAAACRg/TIZGiuNEnSU/s1600/2gilrs%255B1%255D.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;É verdade, hoje fomos aos Açores, mais concretamente à Ilha Terceira, à EB1/JI Prof. Maximino F. Rocha da Terra-Chã. Estivemos lá entre as 11h e as 11.30 e foi uma festa... E como é que aconteceu? É que esta semana celebra-se a semana Coménius 2011 e nós decidimos aderir. Por isso, e a convite dos meninos da escola Açoriana, hoje realizamos uma vídeo-conferencia de apresentação. Foi uma alegria que era visível nas caritas entusiasmadas deles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Eu gostei de falar com os meninos dos Açores, mas não percebi muito bem o que diziam..."&lt;br /&gt;"Eles estavam na janela grande do computador e nós estávamos no quadradinho pequenino lá ao lado"&lt;br /&gt;"Alguns meninos tinham o nome igual ao nosso. Foi muito Fixe!"&lt;br /&gt;Mais uma das maravilhas do nosso tempo... Temos o mundo à distancia de um clic!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tPKuwW9FKWI/TcMXPmtAY6I/AAAAAAAACRk/HKEIeE3U-a4/s1600/CIMG9920.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tPKuwW9FKWI/TcMXPmtAY6I/AAAAAAAACRk/HKEIeE3U-a4/s320/CIMG9920.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;As apresentações, que foram feitas com todo o entusiasmo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A-FE3CXubjQ/TcMXZQE6OrI/AAAAAAAACRo/iaiqw-7WK3Q/s1600/CIMG9921.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A-FE3CXubjQ/TcMXZQE6OrI/AAAAAAAACRo/iaiqw-7WK3Q/s320/CIMG9921.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Os meninos Açoreanos iam dizendo os nomes e nós... Não arredámos pé. Foi um entusiasmo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--2RCd6Fv4c4/TcMXodcfhaI/AAAAAAAACRw/Va_d-gagY7s/s1600/CIMG9922.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--2RCd6Fv4c4/TcMXodcfhaI/AAAAAAAACRw/Va_d-gagY7s/s320/CIMG9922.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E as nossas viagens continuam. Amanhã de manhã vamos a Barcelos...&amp;nbsp; E depois, na próxima terça-feira... Vai ser surpresa. Só vos podemos dizer que vai ser uma actividade própria de gente crescida... Crescida de que tamanho? Assim crescida como nós!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941286279373680515-2450705597929861225?l=pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/feeds/2450705597929861225/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941286279373680515&amp;postID=2450705597929861225' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/2450705597929861225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/2450705597929861225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/2011/05/hoje-fomos-aos-acores.html' title='Hoje fomos aos Açores...'/><author><name>Maria da Luz Borges</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17667164567686890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_VKSxtMRQN1I/SIcjOxMzRLI/AAAAAAAAAA4/mTVfy_PUXIo/S220/menina+leonor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UDApa8LQHEo/TcMS42wf4GI/AAAAAAAACRg/TIZGiuNEnSU/s72-c/2gilrs%255B1%255D.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941286279373680515.post-756599530273017276</id><published>2011-05-03T22:20:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T22:21:34.723+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dia da Mãe'/><title type='text'>Mãe</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zApYt0GAP9U/TcBtZegdv3I/AAAAAAAACRY/Mtj0eUeffto/s1600/004%255B5%255D+%25282%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zApYt0GAP9U/TcBtZegdv3I/AAAAAAAACRY/Mtj0eUeffto/s200/004%255B5%255D+%25282%2529.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A ideia é do blogue "Brincadeiras de Professor", de duas colegas Brasileiras, de quem muito admiro a forma de&amp;nbsp;trabalhar, a&amp;nbsp;Nice e a Rô. A execução é dos meninos da sala das estrelinhas e os destinatários são as nossas mães. Eles adoram fazer estes trabalhos, que levam pouco tempo&amp;nbsp;a ficar prontos, e à laia de uma boa brincadeira, sem se aperceberem, ainda dão um saltinho à matemática, passando pelo sentido de número,&amp;nbsp;pela geometria, &amp;nbsp;passando pelas cores, pela iniciação à leitura e à escrita, pela formação pessoal e social,&amp;nbsp;e aprefeiçoando a motricidade fina. E à tardinha, cheínhos de orgulho, lá foram eles com "as suas mães" para o CAF. Foi um delirio!&lt;br /&gt;E agora aqui fica a reportagem...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-8a48d5ef557c932a" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D8a48d5ef557c932a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330423232%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D380BCA15AA243E2E9FE00481AA18EFCA27500910.72B7B5A5949D8AF337B3D3FAE0D376053315F428%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8a48d5ef557c932a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dx8ZYxXrMlyQMhPbwPvQ8dGeBOCo&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D8a48d5ef557c932a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330423232%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D380BCA15AA243E2E9FE00481AA18EFCA27500910.72B7B5A5949D8AF337B3D3FAE0D376053315F428%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8a48d5ef557c932a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dx8ZYxXrMlyQMhPbwPvQ8dGeBOCo&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obrigado Nice e Rô, por nos "emprestarem" a vossa actividade. Foi muito divertido fazê-la!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941286279373680515-756599530273017276?l=pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/feeds/756599530273017276/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941286279373680515&amp;postID=756599530273017276' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/756599530273017276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/756599530273017276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/2011/05/mae.html' title='Mãe'/><author><name>Maria da Luz Borges</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17667164567686890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_VKSxtMRQN1I/SIcjOxMzRLI/AAAAAAAAAA4/mTVfy_PUXIo/S220/menina+leonor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zApYt0GAP9U/TcBtZegdv3I/AAAAAAAACRY/Mtj0eUeffto/s72-c/004%255B5%255D+%25282%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941286279373680515.post-2093741262067993310</id><published>2011-05-01T20:08:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T20:08:55.891+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dia da Mãe'/><title type='text'>Para todas as mães...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rf-OP4hy-IE/Tb2uyDSyP_I/AAAAAAAACRU/so6QUvzznSs/s1600/31%255B1%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="190" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rf-OP4hy-IE/Tb2uyDSyP_I/AAAAAAAACRU/so6QUvzznSs/s200/31%255B1%255D.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;﻿Já não é novo, mas foi criado com as crianças do JI nº 2 da Brandoa,&amp;nbsp;a partir de um power point que na altura circulava na internet e&amp;nbsp;do poema de carlos Drummod de Andrade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Bom dia da Mãe...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="__ss_1373277" style="width: 425px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="display: block; margin: 12px 0px 4px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slideshare.net/rosaborges/me-1373277" title="Mãe"&gt;Mãe&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;iframe frameborder="0" height="355" marginheight="0" marginwidth="0" scrolling="no" src="http://www.slideshare.net/slideshow/embed_code/1373277" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div style="padding-bottom: 12px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;"&gt;View more &lt;a href="http://www.slideshare.net/"&gt;presentations&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://www.slideshare.net/rosaborges"&gt;Marialuz Borges&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941286279373680515-2093741262067993310?l=pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/feeds/2093741262067993310/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941286279373680515&amp;postID=2093741262067993310' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/2093741262067993310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/2093741262067993310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/2011/05/para-todas-as-maes.html' title='Para todas as mães...'/><author><name>Maria da Luz Borges</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17667164567686890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_VKSxtMRQN1I/SIcjOxMzRLI/AAAAAAAAAA4/mTVfy_PUXIo/S220/menina+leonor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rf-OP4hy-IE/Tb2uyDSyP_I/AAAAAAAACRU/so6QUvzznSs/s72-c/31%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941286279373680515.post-7333236152728306263</id><published>2011-04-29T22:17:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-04-30T01:09:06.029+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dia da Mãe'/><title type='text'>"A Mamã e Eu"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MRQ24UMua70/Tbsmajqb2ZI/AAAAAAAACRM/F4i82mRrb1k/s1600/11449%255B1%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MRQ24UMua70/Tbsmajqb2ZI/AAAAAAAACRM/F4i82mRrb1k/s200/11449%255B1%255D.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Começámos cedo. Desde Março que juntámos as telas, explorámos as cores, pintámos, organizámos uma exposição, e fizemos, em parceria com a Educadora Magda do CAF,&amp;nbsp;a embalagem para as levar.&lt;br /&gt;Pelo caminho tivemos alguns acidentes, como naquele dia em que a Margarida, depois de ter estado muito tempo a pintar a sua tela,&amp;nbsp; se esqueceu que ela estava a secar e a pisou estragando o coração que tinha pintado para a mãe. Mas como "nada acontece por acaso", depois de alisar a "pegada" deixada pelos tenis,&amp;nbsp;percebemos que&amp;nbsp;nem era preciso fazer o resto do coração. Tinha ficado linda assim...&lt;br /&gt;E o dia de levar a prenda para a mãe chegou. Depois de amanhã é o grande dia. Na nossa sala já há muito tempo que se vem a falar e a pensar na mãe pois para nós&amp;nbsp;a Mãe é muito, mas mesmo muito importante.&lt;br /&gt;Feliz Dia para ti Mamã. Feliz&amp;nbsp;Dia da Mãe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-6b35cd934e74947e" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D6b35cd934e74947e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330423232%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4242F2657A66D4A0448C6EA9BB1C3179837EA565.39DD26EE81CE3372226DCDAA4E872D1D6766C847%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D6b35cd934e74947e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Du6-n0NR-kPLZs-mNgBxDe8xasRs&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D6b35cd934e74947e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330423232%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4242F2657A66D4A0448C6EA9BB1C3179837EA565.39DD26EE81CE3372226DCDAA4E872D1D6766C847%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D6b35cd934e74947e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Du6-n0NR-kPLZs-mNgBxDe8xasRs&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941286279373680515-7333236152728306263?l=pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/feeds/7333236152728306263/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941286279373680515&amp;postID=7333236152728306263' title='9 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/7333236152728306263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/7333236152728306263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/2011/04/mama-e-eu.html' title='&quot;A Mamã e Eu&quot;'/><author><name>Maria da Luz Borges</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17667164567686890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_VKSxtMRQN1I/SIcjOxMzRLI/AAAAAAAAAA4/mTVfy_PUXIo/S220/menina+leonor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MRQ24UMua70/Tbsmajqb2ZI/AAAAAAAACRM/F4i82mRrb1k/s72-c/11449%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941286279373680515.post-3034982856330699576</id><published>2011-04-27T21:09:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T17:22:37.883+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Webinar'/><title type='text'>Webinar - "Da informação ao conhecimento"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HIUusyyy_Tk/TbhsgJm5LFI/AAAAAAAACRI/ouLZoZ5wd18/s1600/005%255B11%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" i8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HIUusyyy_Tk/TbhsgJm5LFI/AAAAAAAACRI/ouLZoZ5wd18/s200/005%255B11%255D.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hoje assisti a mais uma conferência "on line", promovida pelo Erte/Pte, desta vez pela mão da Professora Doutora Maria João Gomes, da Universidade do Minho, e subordinada ao tema "Portefólios digitais". &lt;br /&gt;Gostei imenso. Interessante, pertinente, cativou-me plenamente e, se ainda existiam algumas dúvidas sobre a utilidade dos portefólios, digitais ou não, hoje caíram por terra.&lt;br /&gt;Hoje falou-se de portefólios, da sua função, da sua dimensão, das suas potencialidades. &lt;br /&gt;Adorei e, durante a conferência, ao ouvir a oradora, tornei a encontrar esta "nova escola", que promove novas oportunidades, coloca novos desafios, facilita a comunicação entre&amp;nbsp;professor, aluno, família e comunidade, promove a regulação das actividades de ensino e aprendizagem, promove a mudança da praxis educativa e em que todos se unem e colaboram para construir o próprio conhecimento. &lt;br /&gt;A conferência&amp;nbsp;já está disponível on line e também&amp;nbsp;se pode assistir às conferências passadas. Para quem ainda não teve oportunidade de assistir ao ciclo de conferências on line, deixo&amp;nbsp;aqui&amp;nbsp;o link. Basta aceder a&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://webinar.dgidc.min-edu.pt/"&gt;http://webinar.dgidc.min-edu.pt/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941286279373680515-3034982856330699576?l=pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/feeds/3034982856330699576/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941286279373680515&amp;postID=3034982856330699576' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/3034982856330699576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/3034982856330699576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/2011/04/webinar-da-informacao-ao-conhecimento.html' title='Webinar - &quot;Da informação ao conhecimento&quot;'/><author><name>Maria da Luz Borges</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17667164567686890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_VKSxtMRQN1I/SIcjOxMzRLI/AAAAAAAAAA4/mTVfy_PUXIo/S220/menina+leonor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HIUusyyy_Tk/TbhsgJm5LFI/AAAAAAAACRI/ouLZoZ5wd18/s72-c/005%255B11%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941286279373680515.post-1928469550671682859</id><published>2011-04-23T00:31:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-04-23T00:31:45.195+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Semana da leitura'/><title type='text'>Livro colaborativo...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0tlp-9x3pGA/TbIPy2wz5VI/AAAAAAAACRA/XG7SZVvAxNg/s1600/13%255B1%255D.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" i8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0tlp-9x3pGA/TbIPy2wz5VI/AAAAAAAACRA/XG7SZVvAxNg/s1600/13%255B1%255D.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Já&amp;nbsp; há algum tempo&amp;nbsp;que o nosso livro colaborativo, está em construção. Surgiu no âmbito do Plano Nacional de leitura, durante a semana da leitura. Na sala prepararam-se as folhas e a encadernação. A&amp;nbsp;capa e a escolha do tema é da responsabilidade da Matilde Queiroz e dos seus pais.&amp;nbsp;As crianças têm feito a ilustração e com&amp;nbsp;as famílias têm&amp;nbsp;dado continuidade às aventuras do Gato Gaspar e têm criado e &amp;nbsp;escrito o texto. &amp;nbsp;Parabéns a todos&amp;nbsp;os que já tiveram oportunidade de colaborar. O nosso livro está fantástico. Mas ainda falta um bocadinho... por isso quem ainda não escreveu não fique triste, que durante o próximo período vamos todos&amp;nbsp;poder colaborar. 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nyR_FaHmN6s/TbG0nLgI_LI/AAAAAAAACQU/zmtziyDbmW8/s1600/blog1%255B1%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" i8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nyR_FaHmN6s/TbG0nLgI_LI/AAAAAAAACQU/zmtziyDbmW8/s200/blog1%255B1%255D.jpg" width="163" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Páscoa é:&lt;br /&gt;Tempo de semear, tempo de morrer,&lt;br /&gt;Tempo de podar e depois colher.&lt;br /&gt;De abraçar os Homens e de ser capaz, &lt;br /&gt;De saltar barreiras e acreditar&lt;br /&gt;Que só com Amor se constrói a Paz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tempo de rezar, de contemplação, &lt;br /&gt;De olhar bem alto, tempo de oração,&lt;br /&gt;De abrir os braços, acolher o irmão,&lt;br /&gt;De ir ao encontro e de dar a mão&lt;br /&gt;Ir para além de si, tempo de perdão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tempo de partilha, de partir o Pão,&lt;br /&gt;Tempo de promessas e de gratidão,&lt;br /&gt;É tempo de sombras, de luz, escuridão&lt;br /&gt;Tempo de viver, de recomeçar,&lt;br /&gt;Tempo de morrer e ressuscitar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É Páscoa infinita,&lt;br /&gt;É tempo de amar!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Que nesta Páscoa vençam os pensamentos de Paz" &lt;br /&gt;(João Paulo II)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A todos&amp;nbsp;votos de Páscoa Feliz e......à falta de amendoas deixo-vos um&amp;nbsp;miminho...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/EC_Tqg1OpNs" title="YouTube video player" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941286279373680515-5095982276264456053?l=pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/feeds/5095982276264456053/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941286279373680515&amp;postID=5095982276264456053' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/5095982276264456053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/5095982276264456053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/2011/04/pascoa-feliz.html' title='Páscoa Feliz'/><author><name>Maria da Luz Borges</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17667164567686890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_VKSxtMRQN1I/SIcjOxMzRLI/AAAAAAAAAA4/mTVfy_PUXIo/S220/menina+leonor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nyR_FaHmN6s/TbG0nLgI_LI/AAAAAAAACQU/zmtziyDbmW8/s72-c/blog1%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941286279373680515.post-7434472993409649872</id><published>2011-04-21T20:09:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T20:09:11.515+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Geometria e arte...'/><title type='text'>A arte é reciclável?...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jtMcqXERfsc/TbB4VWzAbHI/AAAAAAAACQQ/z8c2MMVQmy0/s1600/imagesCADAJPB2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" i8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jtMcqXERfsc/TbB4VWzAbHI/AAAAAAAACQQ/z8c2MMVQmy0/s1600/imagesCADAJPB2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;À &amp;nbsp;medida que fomos trabalhando as formas geométricas as linhas e as cores, as ideias iam surgindo e tudo servia para decorar. Foi assim que decidimos decorar o aquecedor com linhas rectas e formas geométricas. Para isso usámos fita isoladora colorida e papel autocolante... O pior foi que, quando já estava pronto, os nossos cabelos ficavam sempre presos na fita isoladora. Decidimos, então tirá-la e a Mariana sugeriu que a transplantássemos para outro lado. Foi o que fizemos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Diz o Gonçalo:&amp;nbsp; - Olha estamos a reciclar a nossa arte!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;E foi assim que concluimos que a arte também pode ser reciclável... Se a conclusão está certa, não sei. Se à composição que se construiu com os materiais reciclados se pode chamar arte? Também não sei. Sei apenas que eles gostam muito do trabalho que fizeram e que portanto, mesmo não sendo "estrondoso", por agora mantem-se por&amp;nbsp;lá!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-cb6f142a91fc1bf5" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dcb6f142a91fc1bf5%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330423232%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D406BDC2BD486294ED76EC13D7C67FD44905F510E.7268A580E326A8EFB2FE73810A5E2EDB769351E2%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dcb6f142a91fc1bf5%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DlZpky-9wAaoXyBIx59htEOcMotw&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dcb6f142a91fc1bf5%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330423232%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D406BDC2BD486294ED76EC13D7C67FD44905F510E.7268A580E326A8EFB2FE73810A5E2EDB769351E2%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dcb6f142a91fc1bf5%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DlZpky-9wAaoXyBIx59htEOcMotw&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941286279373680515-7434472993409649872?l=pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/feeds/7434472993409649872/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941286279373680515&amp;postID=7434472993409649872' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/7434472993409649872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/7434472993409649872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/2011/04/arte-e-reciclavel.html' title='A arte é reciclável?...'/><author><name>Maria da Luz Borges</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17667164567686890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_VKSxtMRQN1I/SIcjOxMzRLI/AAAAAAAAAA4/mTVfy_PUXIo/S220/menina+leonor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jtMcqXERfsc/TbB4VWzAbHI/AAAAAAAACQQ/z8c2MMVQmy0/s72-c/imagesCADAJPB2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941286279373680515.post-4699728832894580434</id><published>2011-04-14T16:42:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T00:07:27.231+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Conta-nos uma história'/><title type='text'>As fadas - Uma história de magia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uhIJNfGgX2I/TacQxClNPiI/AAAAAAAACPQ/ttxQ6a8oaW4/s1600/801724eveil%2526jeux%255B1%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uhIJNfGgX2I/TacQxClNPiI/AAAAAAAACPQ/ttxQ6a8oaW4/s200/801724eveil%2526jeux%255B1%255D.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Esta é a história criada colaborativamente no âmbito da semana de leitura, ilustrada por eles, narrada por eles, montada em "Photostory 3" e que serviu de base ao vídeo que enviámos para o concurso "Conta-nos uma história" da DGIDC e que nós já sabemos que vai ser desclassificada pois não obedece ao regulamento do concurso que queria apenas vídeos com três minutos e o nosso infelizmente é bem maior. E porque é que a mandamos se sabíamos que não ia ser classificada? Porque foi assim que se decidiu entre nós. Quando lhes expliquei que tinhamos que cortar algumas partes para a tornar mais curta eles, que construíram a história, cortaram algumas coisas, mas não quiseram cortar mais nada. Quando lhes disse que se a mandássemos assim não ia ter prémio o Hugo respondeu prontamente que "o importante não é ganhar, mas participar" e os outros concordaram. Portanto mandámos a história.&lt;br /&gt;Fazer este trabalho não foi fácil, mas foi gratificante. É mesmo importante diversificar pois,&amp;nbsp;quando diversificamos, temos&amp;nbsp;a possibilidade de os conhecer muito melhor. Com este trabalho fiquei a saber, que o Hugo detesta falar para o microfone, mas é um excelente realizador e muito bom na montagem. O Gui, o Guga, o Ricardo,&amp;nbsp;o Rafael, a Mariana e a Margarida são óptimos ao microfone e conseguem entrar na personagem e até dar entoação à voz. Que o Filipe, a Matilde Carvalho, o Leandro e a Bia&amp;nbsp;têm uma voz clara e muito perceptível. Que a Matilde Queiroz é mesmo muito divertida. Que o Rodrigo, o Gonçalo, as Inês, o João, a Patrícia, a Mafalda, o Diogo&amp;nbsp;e as Ritas&amp;nbsp;ficam&amp;nbsp;muito intimidados&amp;nbsp;quando sabem que vão&amp;nbsp;falar para uma audiencia... E podia numerar muitos mais, pois este trabalho, mais do que ir à procura do prémio, ajudou-me a conhecê-los muito melhor.&lt;br /&gt;Mas basta de conversa fiada... vejam a nossa história e por favor digam-nos o que pensam dela...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-60bb675309b50057" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D60bb675309b50057%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330423232%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3117C047AC2978A0BDBCFC06E452D275D5C6B5E4.2FE35FCC0044BA1EBE699AB2AC88EB37F02D7EFA%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D60bb675309b50057%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D5pddekKbMHAj8dA-SAWXuc0MSrw&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D60bb675309b50057%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330423232%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3117C047AC2978A0BDBCFC06E452D275D5C6B5E4.2FE35FCC0044BA1EBE699AB2AC88EB37F02D7EFA%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D60bb675309b50057%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D5pddekKbMHAj8dA-SAWXuc0MSrw&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941286279373680515-4699728832894580434?l=pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/feeds/4699728832894580434/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941286279373680515&amp;postID=4699728832894580434' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/4699728832894580434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/4699728832894580434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/2011/04/as-fadas-uma-historia-de-magia.html' title='As fadas - Uma história de magia'/><author><name>Maria da Luz Borges</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17667164567686890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_VKSxtMRQN1I/SIcjOxMzRLI/AAAAAAAAAA4/mTVfy_PUXIo/S220/menina+leonor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uhIJNfGgX2I/TacQxClNPiI/AAAAAAAACPQ/ttxQ6a8oaW4/s72-c/801724eveil%2526jeux%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941286279373680515.post-2542523623507210090</id><published>2011-04-13T15:45:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T16:17:48.753+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Linhas curvas'/><title type='text'>Finalmente pronto...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SBJzpe-Pazs/TaW3c7dL_sI/AAAAAAAACO8/pykAG-ubzyM/s1600/2gilrs%255B1%255D.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SBJzpe-Pazs/TaW3c7dL_sI/AAAAAAAACO8/pykAG-ubzyM/s1600/2gilrs%255B1%255D.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finalmente ontem conseguimos acabar o nosso painel que adorámos fazer. Eu bem que queria dá-lo por terminado antes de partir para Budapeste, pois no meu sentido estético ele ficava melhor com alguns espaços em branco, mas as crianças gostaram mesmo de realizar este trabalho e pintaram com afinco até ele estar todo preenchido. E verdade seja dita, acabou por nem ficar nada mal... &lt;br /&gt;Ainda não lhe demos um nome. O Diogo diz que se devia chamar "Abstrato", o Gonçalo "Janela de Igreja" (Vitral)&amp;nbsp;e eu gostaria de lhe chamar "Sintonia", mas ainda vamos pensar bem e quando regressarmos, vamos conversar sobre o assunto e depois logo se vê. Por agora deixo-vos com o nosso grande orgulho!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9rDxhAsiOwk/TaW1ywXImiI/AAAAAAAACO4/uDrQ9KYNQLo/s1600/CIMG9710.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="cssfloat: left; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9rDxhAsiOwk/TaW1ywXImiI/AAAAAAAACO4/uDrQ9KYNQLo/s400/CIMG9710.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941286279373680515-2542523623507210090?l=pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/feeds/2542523623507210090/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941286279373680515&amp;postID=2542523623507210090' title='11 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/2542523623507210090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/2542523623507210090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/2011/04/finalmente-pronto.html' title='Finalmente pronto...'/><author><name>Maria da Luz Borges</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17667164567686890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_VKSxtMRQN1I/SIcjOxMzRLI/AAAAAAAAAA4/mTVfy_PUXIo/S220/menina+leonor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SBJzpe-Pazs/TaW3c7dL_sI/AAAAAAAACO8/pykAG-ubzyM/s72-c/2gilrs%255B1%255D.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941286279373680515.post-387393840913796593</id><published>2011-04-11T00:14:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T16:16:15.577+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Páscoa'/><title type='text'>"Esta Páscoa ..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yz4gZYwGxnA/TaIlzS4nPHI/AAAAAAAACOY/H46x1qsOoh8/s1600/blog1%255B1%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yz4gZYwGxnA/TaIlzS4nPHI/AAAAAAAACOY/H46x1qsOoh8/s200/blog1%255B1%255D.jpg" width="163" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;"...Foi a Páscoa mais fixe que já vivi! Obrigado!" - Disse-me a Matilde Queiroz ao ouvido quando na sexta feira me deu o seu beijinho de despedida...&lt;br /&gt;É muito bom ser&amp;nbsp; acarinhado! É muito bom saber que aquilo que preparamos com carinho os faz felizes...&lt;br /&gt;Então e o dia, como foi?&lt;br /&gt;Bom, depois de termos contado uma história fantástica&amp;nbsp;de Maria Isabel Mendonça Soares,"A galinha Pascoínha e da galinha Pascoela", fomos lanchar e, quando abrimos os emails do dia, encontrámos a mensagem. O coelhinho dizia que tinha vindo visitar a nossa escola e que nos tinha deixado uma surpresa no jardim. O entusiasmo foi imenso. O Leandro que era o chefe pegou no cestinho e lá partimos nós à caça dos ovos de Páscoa. Querem ver como foi?...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-21e6d1d4964335cf" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D21e6d1d4964335cf%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330423232%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D854B98A94DFDCBDDFD7631E77D67058E7FB1FD7D.42997366B3DD850BE0337730FA30AE62560C4392%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D21e6d1d4964335cf%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D1wyvFQnec6X8NbbEwqzsfej-Q5w&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D21e6d1d4964335cf%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330423232%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D854B98A94DFDCBDDFD7631E77D67058E7FB1FD7D.42997366B3DD850BE0337730FA30AE62560C4392%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D21e6d1d4964335cf%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D1wyvFQnec6X8NbbEwqzsfej-Q5w&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;AH... É verdade... Depois de vermos o email do coelhinho, a Inês Dias explicou-nos que, na véspera, tinha saído da escola quase à noite e ao passar pelo nosso Jardim, viu um coelho branco, um bocado grande, com muitas coisas castanhas na mão. "Deviam ser os nosso ovos!"...﻿&amp;nbsp; - Explicou.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Então o Rafael, com a sua voz pausada e as palavras muito bem articuladas,&amp;nbsp;perguntou: -&amp;nbsp;Ó Inês e ele andava devagarinho ou depressa?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;- Muito depressa e aos saltos - Respondeu a Inês&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;- UF... Ainda bem que ele andava depressa, porque&amp;nbsp;assim pode fugir rápido. É que o meu avô&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;caça coelhos e pode não saber que o branco grande é o coelho da Páscoa. Ele passa a vida a dizer que só se podem caçar animais grandes, que os pequeninos não! Que sorte que ele não conseguiu caçar o coelhinho da Páscoa. Tenho que lhe dizer que caçar coelhos grandes é muito mau. Até pode ser perigoso!...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941286279373680515-387393840913796593?l=pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/feeds/387393840913796593/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941286279373680515&amp;postID=387393840913796593' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/387393840913796593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/387393840913796593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/2011/04/esta-pascoa.html' title='&quot;Esta Páscoa ...&quot;'/><author><name>Maria da Luz Borges</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17667164567686890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_VKSxtMRQN1I/SIcjOxMzRLI/AAAAAAAAAA4/mTVfy_PUXIo/S220/menina+leonor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yz4gZYwGxnA/TaIlzS4nPHI/AAAAAAAACOY/H46x1qsOoh8/s72-c/blog1%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941286279373680515.post-8251030377766465080</id><published>2011-04-09T10:38:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T10:42:27.868+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Etwinnig'/><title type='text'>Já em casa...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N4JYWrHNWBE/TaAh_3m4MrI/AAAAAAAACN8/TPmnrcGXWyE/s1600/etwinning__logo1%255B1%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N4JYWrHNWBE/TaAh_3m4MrI/AAAAAAAACN8/TPmnrcGXWyE/s200/etwinning__logo1%255B1%255D.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Há uma semana que deixei Budapest...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nl1CAeQlR_8/TaAo6sAwAZI/AAAAAAAACOU/r9BV6mXi0vc/s1600/CIMG9111.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nl1CAeQlR_8/TaAo6sAwAZI/AAAAAAAACOU/r9BV6mXi0vc/s320/CIMG9111.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Há uma semana que tomei consciencia, mais vivamente ainda, desta nova escola, carregada de significado, mas completamente mudada na sua estrutura.&lt;br /&gt;Há uma semana que voltei renovada, mais fortalecida, cheia de ideias e com uma imensa vontade de deitar mãos ao trabalho, revolucionar toda a minha forma de actuar e modernizar ainda mais&amp;nbsp;a minha prática.&lt;br /&gt;Agora, de novo com os pés no chão, sem a comunidade potente e renovada que sempre se gera nestes encontros de professores e alunos, foi tempo de pôr em prática&amp;nbsp;tudo aquilo que lá vi e aprendi.&lt;br /&gt;E no fim de tudo o que é que ficou?&lt;br /&gt;Algumas&amp;nbsp;certezas : &lt;br /&gt;Somos imensos e não estamos sózinhos. &lt;br /&gt;A escola actual está em completa mudança, pois passou de uma escola que transmite a uma escola em que, o aluno, mais do que mero&amp;nbsp;receptor do conhecimento é&amp;nbsp;o seu grande construtor e o professor, mais do que transmissor desse mesmo conhecimento é o colaborador que facilita essa mesma aquisição.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sY2YBUAf2lI/TaAmPtgH73I/AAAAAAAACOA/4ZuApg_ihxc/s1600/CIMG9099.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sY2YBUAf2lI/TaAmPtgH73I/AAAAAAAACOA/4ZuApg_ihxc/s320/CIMG9099.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gfs9aeia3aA/TaAmTcQPgVI/AAAAAAAACOE/pOUdEJpMCzw/s1600/CIMG9100.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gfs9aeia3aA/TaAmTcQPgVI/AAAAAAAACOE/pOUdEJpMCzw/s320/CIMG9100.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A escola actual é acima de tudo uma escola colaborativa (Como eu gosto desta palavra!!!), em que professores e alunos trabalham em perfeita sintonia e colaboração.&lt;br /&gt;E como é essa escola? A mim parece-me uma escola feliz e plena de vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Deixo-vos com um dos trabalhos&amp;nbsp; feito pelos alunos e professores de&amp;nbsp;um dos projectos vencedores do prémio Etwinnig Europeu 2011. Vejam se não é esta a escola dos vossos sonhos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-6ddccae91988f41" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D06ddccae91988f41%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330423232%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4F8F14764108FE81C452352FFF3717F9CEE5E1DE.483F349B3B282C55DA2778AF75835764C04A085C%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D6ddccae91988f41%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D1rs6B5g0CqFbmFRCeX9Z_7ZXGk4&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D06ddccae91988f41%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330423232%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4F8F14764108FE81C452352FFF3717F9CEE5E1DE.483F349B3B282C55DA2778AF75835764C04A085C%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D6ddccae91988f41%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D1rs6B5g0CqFbmFRCeX9Z_7ZXGk4&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;O por fim o projecto que ganhou o prémio para a categoria dos 6 aos 12 anos. Sem dúvida um grande projecto!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wr1QdZWE4O0/TaAozdQqTdI/AAAAAAAACOQ/Z238DHnSRjk/s1600/CIMG9114.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="251" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wr1QdZWE4O0/TaAozdQqTdI/AAAAAAAACOQ/Z238DHnSRjk/s320/CIMG9114.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Esta é, sem dúvida, a escola que eu sempre quis... esta é a minha escola!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Assim consiga eu construí-la!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941286279373680515-8251030377766465080?l=pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/feeds/8251030377766465080/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941286279373680515&amp;postID=8251030377766465080' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/8251030377766465080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/8251030377766465080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/2011/04/ja-em-casa.html' title='Já em casa...'/><author><name>Maria da Luz Borges</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17667164567686890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_VKSxtMRQN1I/SIcjOxMzRLI/AAAAAAAAAA4/mTVfy_PUXIo/S220/menina+leonor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N4JYWrHNWBE/TaAh_3m4MrI/AAAAAAAACN8/TPmnrcGXWyE/s72-c/etwinning__logo1%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941286279373680515.post-6477449985183238335</id><published>2011-04-01T00:43:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T00:56:28.014+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Etwinnig.'/><title type='text'>Completamente fascinada...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zU5aVIlgjTE/TZUI-H0uTWI/AAAAAAAABmU/pEE2YCu4bzM/s1600/CIMG8759.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zU5aVIlgjTE/TZUI-H0uTWI/AAAAAAAABmU/pEE2YCu4bzM/s320/CIMG8759.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Completamente fascinada é como estou... Fascinada, encantada&amp;nbsp;e comovida! &lt;br /&gt;Encantada com esta cidade que em 10 anos se tornou europeia, se modernizou, sem no entanto perder a sua aura de magia e mistério... Quantas vezes sonhei com esta cidade ao longo destes dez anos... E cá estou, no meio desta beleza,&amp;nbsp;das ruas, dos&amp;nbsp;páteos,&amp;nbsp; dos monumentos, dos parques, dos edifícios, deste cheiro a&amp;nbsp;encantamento.&lt;br /&gt;Fascinada e comovida estou porque faço parte desta comunidade educativa que me enche de orgulho. E somos tantos!!! &lt;br /&gt;Quase nem acredito que estou aqui!!!... E ver o trabalho que se faz por esta europa fora, Portugal inclusivé, deixa-me cheia de orgulho nesta escola que vai muito além e que, promovendo a inovação, aposta no futuro. Que orgulhosa estou desta nova escola. Orgulhosa e comovida por, de vez em quando, me ser permitido tocar o infinito! Esta é a escola que desejo para as nossas crianças. E à tarde, ouvindo os oradores, ouvindo os professores e sobretudo os alunos que estavam presentes, dei comigo a pensar que esta é a minha nova paixão...&amp;nbsp;O Etwinnig é a minha paixão! Esta é a escola que desejo, uma escola colaborativa, empreendedora, inovadora e sem fronteiras... E isto nem é nada difícil... Basta ter a coragem de se empenhar! (e um bocadinho de trabalho extra curricular:))) também...&amp;nbsp;) mas vale a pena... O infinito é o prémio! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Eo4E1IDwavA/TZUJBeHaA_I/AAAAAAAABmY/4xVWdMuxrcQ/s1600/CIMG8763.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Eo4E1IDwavA/TZUJBeHaA_I/AAAAAAAABmY/4xVWdMuxrcQ/s320/CIMG8763.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Bastião dos pescadores - Buda&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-__0Z7oFRGJE/TZUJET-eaTI/AAAAAAAABmc/acJxA0b8MxE/s1600/CIMG8819.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-__0Z7oFRGJE/TZUJET-eaTI/AAAAAAAABmc/acJxA0b8MxE/s320/CIMG8819.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Parlamento e Danúbio - Pest&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qwuWIkGGbHk/TZUJHjfc0FI/AAAAAAAABmg/PoxsRfCJI9E/s1600/CIMG8824.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qwuWIkGGbHk/TZUJHjfc0FI/AAAAAAAABmg/PoxsRfCJI9E/s320/CIMG8824.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;O Danúbio ao pôr do sol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2b3e13-sU5I/TZUJKUER6_I/AAAAAAAABmk/NxnCIOqxgyc/s1600/CIMG8906.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2b3e13-sU5I/TZUJKUER6_I/AAAAAAAABmk/NxnCIOqxgyc/s320/CIMG8906.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Promenor do parque da cidade - Pest&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6HRq9J5chlM/TZUJObJjkHI/AAAAAAAABmo/MQbshl_dO_o/s1600/CIMG8932.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6HRq9J5chlM/TZUJObJjkHI/AAAAAAAABmo/MQbshl_dO_o/s320/CIMG8932.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Castelo de Vajdahunyad - Pest&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n_yzLCMODsU/TZUJX7P_2FI/AAAAAAAABms/MmLme_cNLA0/s1600/CIMG8934.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n_yzLCMODsU/TZUJX7P_2FI/AAAAAAAABms/MmLme_cNLA0/s320/CIMG8934.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SH2U8MKikoo/TZUJaxebifI/AAAAAAAABmw/1z-Ol_lY5Mw/s1600/CIMG9121.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SH2U8MKikoo/TZUJaxebifI/AAAAAAAABmw/1z-Ol_lY5Mw/s320/CIMG9121.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Eu e a Margorzata da Polónia (as duas parceiras do projecto "Twinkle")&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QmrRaXwMsDk/TZUKO3-6HlI/AAAAAAAABm8/rf4zulVlO2s/s1600/CIMG8878.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QmrRaXwMsDk/TZUKO3-6HlI/AAAAAAAABm8/rf4zulVlO2s/s320/CIMG8878.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;O Castelo real em Buda&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Então, abri-vos o apetite? Eu "estou em casa﻿ do senhor rei" e no domingo vos contarei!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Prometo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Agora são duas da manhã e&amp;nbsp;daqui a quatro horas começa um novo&amp;nbsp;dia que vai ser, mais uma vez, bem longo, cheio de trabalho e sobretudo (esta é a parte que gosto mais!) de muitas aprendizagens!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941286279373680515-6477449985183238335?l=pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/feeds/6477449985183238335/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941286279373680515&amp;postID=6477449985183238335' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/6477449985183238335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/6477449985183238335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/2011/04/completamente-fascinada.html' title='Completamente fascinada...'/><author><name>Maria da Luz Borges</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17667164567686890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_VKSxtMRQN1I/SIcjOxMzRLI/AAAAAAAAAA4/mTVfy_PUXIo/S220/menina+leonor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zU5aVIlgjTE/TZUI-H0uTWI/AAAAAAAABmU/pEE2YCu4bzM/s72-c/CIMG8759.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941286279373680515.post-5219035668405342731</id><published>2011-03-28T22:59:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T21:30:55.456+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Linhas curvas'/><title type='text'>Geometria e cor III - Linhas curvas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IoVlswAVQJg/TZD_OKM5CpI/AAAAAAAABmQ/337f9O-xc6I/s1600/_00000001%255B1%255D.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IoVlswAVQJg/TZD_OKM5CpI/AAAAAAAABmQ/337f9O-xc6I/s1600/_00000001%255B1%255D.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Continuamos às voltas com a geometria, a cor e a arte. Desta vez debruçámo-nos sobre as linhas curvas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;A ideia nasceu de uma conversa tida com uma antiga colega a actual amiga, Ana Leão, que duas cabeças pensam sempre bem melhor que uma só. Assim, e para a exploração das linhas curvas porque não fazermos um painel usando um jogo? Ainda não sei se com ela resultou,mas comigo resultou plenamente. Cortei um quadrado de papel de cenário que coloquei no chão. Depois, com um marcador grosso preto, pedi-lhes que desenhassem linhas curvas. Tinham que as desenhar sem levantar a caneta do papel. Se por acaso a levantavam então tinham que dar a caneta a um colega que continuava o traço a partir do ponto em que tinham ficado. Foi um sucesso. Eles gostaram muito deste trabalho e estamos de tal modo viciados nele que aproveitamos todos os bocadinhos de tempo livre para o colorir. Ainda não está totalmente pronto, mas como eu estou de partida, deixo aqui parte da actividade. Talvez quando chegar já esteja pronto e eu já possa mostrar o resultado. Então aqui fica...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-6ace3a8c91cb9de0" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D6ace3a8c91cb9de0%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330423232%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D51BCA873391FBAFBC49A301600284204E56BACAB.2552D0885E3C852CEA2FA4DDED1469E1ECC3D8B2%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D6ace3a8c91cb9de0%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D3eYYFqLXST3fsBbPj-XhWAMVh6s&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D6ace3a8c91cb9de0%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330423232%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D51BCA873391FBAFBC49A301600284204E56BACAB.2552D0885E3C852CEA2FA4DDED1469E1ECC3D8B2%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D6ace3a8c91cb9de0%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D3eYYFqLXST3fsBbPj-XhWAMVh6s&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941286279373680515-5219035668405342731?l=pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/feeds/5219035668405342731/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941286279373680515&amp;postID=5219035668405342731' title='13 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/5219035668405342731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/5219035668405342731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/2011/03/geometria-e-cor-iii-linhas-curvas.html' title='Geometria e cor III - Linhas curvas'/><author><name>Maria da Luz Borges</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17667164567686890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_VKSxtMRQN1I/SIcjOxMzRLI/AAAAAAAAAA4/mTVfy_PUXIo/S220/menina+leonor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IoVlswAVQJg/TZD_OKM5CpI/AAAAAAAABmQ/337f9O-xc6I/s72-c/_00000001%255B1%255D.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941286279373680515.post-2661506635736541569</id><published>2011-03-27T15:22:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T20:15:30.347+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eTwinnig...'/><title type='text'>Budapest já ali, ao virar da esquina...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1-O-ytBHYsA/TY9DYx2KtcI/AAAAAAAABmI/pEqhREOxt8U/s1600/imagesCAF48YQG.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1-O-ytBHYsA/TY9DYx2KtcI/AAAAAAAABmI/pEqhREOxt8U/s200/imagesCAF48YQG.jpg" width="137" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V8Bz95CihIc/TY9EWAxhgnI/AAAAAAAABmM/SxTrwoPQyj0/s1600/imagesCAVFCOKI.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="190" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V8Bz95CihIc/TY9EWAxhgnI/AAAAAAAABmM/SxTrwoPQyj0/s200/imagesCAVFCOKI.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1-O-ytBHYsA/TY9DYx2KtcI/AAAAAAAABmI/pEqhREOxt8U/s1600/imagesCAF48YQG.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Faltam apenas três dias para partir para Budapest. Na próxima quarta feira, dia 30, lá vamos nós, representar Portugal no encontro eTwinnig Europeu. Grande responsabilidade a nossa... Meia dúzia de professores a representar toda uma classe excepcional que trabalha bem, muito bem mesmo, e que mesmo em tempo de condições adversas, como este em que vivemos, luta por uma escola de excelência, onde cada criança é tratada como única e especial.&lt;br /&gt;Este ano a "sorte" calhou-me a mim. Devo-o à estrelinha Twinkle e às crianças sempre tão generosas e&amp;nbsp;entusiastas. Devo-o também ao meu trabalho que, para ser franca, nunca me custou a fazer. Devo-o também aos Pais que todos os dias me confiam os seus filhos. Obrigado pela confiança que em mim depositam. Devo-o aos meus colegas dos orgãos de Gestão que me permitem esta partida e a todos os colegas que partilham comigo a sua experiencia e os seus saberes e que me entusiasmam a caminhar em frente sem parar e devo-o também à minha família que me permite dedicar algum do seu tempo a estas novas lides das TIC.&lt;br /&gt;Por isso, na próxima quarta feira, quando entrar naquele avião, não vou sozinha. Levo-vos a todos comigo, pois sem vós, eu nunca teria conseguido lá chegar.&lt;br /&gt;E para terminar este post sem lamechices (que já está um pouco lamechas), termino como o galito da história do meio pintainho:&lt;br /&gt;-Eu vou a casa do senhor rei e quando vier vos contarei!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941286279373680515-2661506635736541569?l=pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/feeds/2661506635736541569/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941286279373680515&amp;postID=2661506635736541569' title='11 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/2661506635736541569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/2661506635736541569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/2011/03/budapest-ja-ali-ao-virar-da-esquina.html' title='Budapest já ali, ao virar da esquina...'/><author><name>Maria da Luz Borges</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17667164567686890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_VKSxtMRQN1I/SIcjOxMzRLI/AAAAAAAAAA4/mTVfy_PUXIo/S220/menina+leonor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1-O-ytBHYsA/TY9DYx2KtcI/AAAAAAAABmI/pEqhREOxt8U/s72-c/imagesCAF48YQG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941286279373680515.post-565307828122692262</id><published>2011-03-26T00:33:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-03-26T00:33:40.869Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='linha recta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Geometria'/><title type='text'>Geometria, cor e arte - Linhas rectas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-4TwiPy9SvEY/TY0u-jis3WI/AAAAAAAABl0/rreHV2H1D68/s1600/3%255B1%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="183" r6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-4TwiPy9SvEY/TY0u-jis3WI/AAAAAAAABl0/rreHV2H1D68/s200/3%255B1%255D.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Continuamos às voltas com a cor, a forma, a geometria e pouco a pouco vamos descobrindo a arte e trabalhando conceitos.&lt;br /&gt;O que descobrimos:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;- Linhas rectas - São muito direitinhas e podem ser de muitos tamanhos. (Matilde Q.)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;- Linhas curvas são linhas rectas que andam&amp;nbsp;todas às voltas. (Hugo)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se as linhas fossem pessoas, as pessoas novas eram linhas rectas, as pessoas velhinhas eram linhas curvas e os bebés eram ovais. ( Diogo)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;- As linhas estão por todo o lado ( Ricardo)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;- As linhas servem para escrever e desenhar. (Margarida)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E a partir da linha, da geometria, da forma e da cor fizemos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-382ef443dc2f6842" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D382ef443dc2f6842%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330423232%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D800C310035CB9AA7AF5E36D9D144B6722C7F5CBA.860E2CFDAF9967229C171E5BE6B7B8F92C2A5047%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D382ef443dc2f6842%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D6gXCEu_P1nqyHzgMznABcYau0Ik&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D382ef443dc2f6842%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330423232%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D800C310035CB9AA7AF5E36D9D144B6722C7F5CBA.860E2CFDAF9967229C171E5BE6B7B8F92C2A5047%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D382ef443dc2f6842%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D6gXCEu_P1nqyHzgMznABcYau0Ik&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941286279373680515-565307828122692262?l=pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/feeds/565307828122692262/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941286279373680515&amp;postID=565307828122692262' title='9 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/565307828122692262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/565307828122692262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/2011/03/geometria-cor-e-arte-linhas-rectas.html' title='Geometria, cor e arte - Linhas rectas'/><author><name>Maria da Luz Borges</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17667164567686890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_VKSxtMRQN1I/SIcjOxMzRLI/AAAAAAAAAA4/mTVfy_PUXIo/S220/menina+leonor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-4TwiPy9SvEY/TY0u-jis3WI/AAAAAAAABl0/rreHV2H1D68/s72-c/3%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941286279373680515.post-1273311989782504441</id><published>2011-03-24T23:09:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-03-24T23:21:24.920Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Teatro'/><title type='text'>Hoje fomos ao Teatro...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-l5R3WfEUlYw/TYvKsXJcrpI/AAAAAAAABlw/uWk4J9x95qI/s1600/67%255B1%255D.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" r6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-l5R3WfEUlYw/TYvKsXJcrpI/AAAAAAAABlw/uWk4J9x95qI/s1600/67%255B1%255D.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hoje fomos ao teatro. Fomos ao TIL ver o "Quebra-Nozes", uma fábula mágica sobre a amizade. Uma bela interpretação e um bom argumento. Um turbilhão de emoções...&lt;br /&gt;Acho que tão depressa não se irão esquecer. Era preciso estar presente e observá-los, as emoções espelhadas no rosto e na alma. Por vezes um sorriso aberto e um ar sonhador, de conforto, de quem se sente em casa, cúmplices do quebra-nozes e da sua amiga Clara. Noutras um ar de cumplicidade, quando Fritz, o irmãozinho de Clara, não sabia esperar ou fazia disparates e tinha que se sentar num banco a pensar no que fizera. Noutras alturas lágrimas nos olhos, quando os camundongos combinavam entre si o modo de apanhar o quebra-nozes e outras ainda de corrida para o meu colo e o da Ivone quando aparecia a feiticeira ou o rei dos camundongos. Era preciso estar lá e ver...&lt;br /&gt;Nestes dias tenho muito orgulho nestes meninos, pela generosidade e pelo cuidado com os seus companheiros. O Leandro, por exemplo, após ter confessado que estava com um bocadinho de medo do rei dos ratos, encheu-se de coragem e abraçou a Joana, como que a&amp;nbsp;protegê-la, para que ela não tivesse mais medo. Fiquei mesmo orgulhosa! É preciso ser-se muito crescido para se ultrapassar o próprio medo para consolar um amigo. Bravo Leandro! Estás mesmo muito crescido!&lt;br /&gt;E para que fiquem com um bocadinho de ideia de como foi, deixo-vos aqui um pedacinho da peça...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="311" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Atlj9bdy0bc" title="YouTube video player" width="500"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941286279373680515-1273311989782504441?l=pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/feeds/1273311989782504441/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941286279373680515&amp;postID=1273311989782504441' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/1273311989782504441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/1273311989782504441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/2011/03/hoje-fomos-ao-teatro.html' title='Hoje fomos ao Teatro...'/><author><name>Maria da Luz Borges</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17667164567686890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_VKSxtMRQN1I/SIcjOxMzRLI/AAAAAAAAAA4/mTVfy_PUXIo/S220/menina+leonor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-l5R3WfEUlYw/TYvKsXJcrpI/AAAAAAAABlw/uWk4J9x95qI/s72-c/67%255B1%255D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941286279373680515.post-7542913095127767282</id><published>2011-03-22T23:50:00.004Z</published><updated>2011-03-23T00:07:06.909Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Etwinnig'/><title type='text'>Da Polónia chegaram...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-sVIY7qs2UpI/TYk0LX3qnQI/AAAAAAAABlc/cro8qhoAec0/s1600/_RDQL1A%255B1%255D.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" r6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-sVIY7qs2UpI/TYk0LX3qnQI/AAAAAAAABlc/cro8qhoAec0/s1600/_RDQL1A%255B1%255D.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Da Polónia chegaram notícias da primavera.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Querem saber o que é que eles nos contaram?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;«Um dia, juntámos alguns materias e construímos uma grande boneca.&lt;br /&gt;﻿Na Polónia esta boneca é o simbolo da chegada da Primavera e nós chamamos-lhe Marzanna.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-ucnOVgBqMe0/TYk1Cy1Y0cI/AAAAAAAABlk/4oVIPFoUIBg/s1600/marzenka2%255B1%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" r6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-ucnOVgBqMe0/TYk1Cy1Y0cI/AAAAAAAABlk/4oVIPFoUIBg/s1600/marzenka2%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-kYdzURRvwOk/TYk1FqisNJI/AAAAAAAABlo/F71Xefs4hkY/s1600/marzenka%255B1%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" r6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-kYdzURRvwOk/TYk1FqisNJI/AAAAAAAABlo/F71Xefs4hkY/s1600/marzenka%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;No dia 21 de Março, o primeiro dia da primavera, vamos ao centro da nossa cidade juntamento com mais crianças de outros Jardins de Infância, que também levam as suas Marzannas.&lt;br /&gt;Todos cantamos canções acerca da primavera e dizemos: "Vai-te embora Inverno"»&lt;br /&gt;Querem ver como foi? &lt;br /&gt;Deixo-vos com a cidade de Lublin e os nosso amigos.&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/RRjVc_vcq14" title="YouTube video player" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941286279373680515-7542913095127767282?l=pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/feeds/7542913095127767282/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941286279373680515&amp;postID=7542913095127767282' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/7542913095127767282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/7542913095127767282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/2011/03/da-polonia-chegaram.html' title='Da Polónia chegaram...'/><author><name>Maria da Luz Borges</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17667164567686890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_VKSxtMRQN1I/SIcjOxMzRLI/AAAAAAAAAA4/mTVfy_PUXIo/S220/menina+leonor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-sVIY7qs2UpI/TYk0LX3qnQI/AAAAAAAABlc/cro8qhoAec0/s72-c/_RDQL1A%255B1%255D.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941286279373680515.post-1571443069622261791</id><published>2011-03-21T23:45:00.003Z</published><updated>2011-03-22T15:24:44.132Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Primavera...'/><title type='text'>Notícia sensacional, notícia bem fresquinha, chegou esta manhã ao meu quintal, a primeira andorinha!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Mw8FwJjcnVg/TYfiOOnDuII/AAAAAAAABlI/RJan-EvwwQE/s1600/2girl31%255B1%255D.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="152" r6="true" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Mw8FwJjcnVg/TYfiOOnDuII/AAAAAAAABlI/RJan-EvwwQE/s200/2girl31%255B1%255D.gif" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Promessas&lt;br /&gt;Muita água ainda corre nas ribeiras,&lt;br /&gt;Os campos já se pintam de amarelo,&lt;br /&gt;Nas árvores nuas, ainda adormecidas,&lt;br /&gt;Gomos tenros despontam, tudo é belo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Novo ciclo de vida se aproxima,&lt;br /&gt;A vida em toda a Terra se renova,&lt;br /&gt;Inverno é o senhor que reina ainda,&lt;br /&gt;Mas prepara o caminho à vida nova… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E a passarada canta sem temor,&lt;br /&gt;Chilreada cheia de promessas&lt;br /&gt;De primavera plena, toda em flor&lt;br /&gt;Que chega devagar, sem grandes pressas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Onde o tempo vai passando de mansinho,&lt;br /&gt;Onde a vida vai fluindo e a todos traz,&lt;br /&gt;Cheiro a tomilho, salva e a rosmaninho,&lt;br /&gt;Emoção sem fim, canto de Paz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luce&lt;br /&gt;Tercena&lt;br /&gt;Primavera&amp;nbsp;de 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-zsMdJHZtKiY/TYaoA0H6g6I/AAAAAAAABlE/LqDV3fbWNEk/s1600/1%255B1%255D.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-zsMdJHZtKiY/TYaoA0H6g6I/AAAAAAAABlE/LqDV3fbWNEk/s320/1%255B1%255D.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Para nós a articulação continua a ser muito importante, pois não compartimenta acções, dá continuidade ao trabalho&amp;nbsp; e segurança às crianças e aos adultos que com elas estão. Pela minha parte, eu tento articular com o primeiro ciclo, com as famílias e sobretudo com o CAF(&amp;nbsp;a Componente de Apoio à Família,) que assegura a permanência das crianças na escola quando o meu horário de trabalho chega ao fim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;E tem sido um sucesso.&lt;br /&gt;Foi em prol desta articulação que, uns dias antes do Carnaval a Avó do nosso Hugo, da Raquel e da Catarina, realizou um atelier de cabeleiras de papel, primeiro para o pré -escolar e depois para o primeiro ciclo. Eles adoraram e empenharam-se muitíssimo na execução das cabeleiras. Querem ver como foi? Então aqui fica...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-f1f449f141ec8c2d" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df1f449f141ec8c2d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330423232%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D70FFF157DD67EFCC8275C5217370EDA985EFE31A.5D111DF1FF9C5E47AE0E9DB006E95F88703C9CDF%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df1f449f141ec8c2d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D07HJHhZmMM4D1WNnwyr_6wLCmG8&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df1f449f141ec8c2d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330423232%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D70FFF157DD67EFCC8275C5217370EDA985EFE31A.5D111DF1FF9C5E47AE0E9DB006E95F88703C9CDF%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df1f449f141ec8c2d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D07HJHhZmMM4D1WNnwyr_6wLCmG8&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941286279373680515-5436307979356765774?l=pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/feeds/5436307979356765774/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941286279373680515&amp;postID=5436307979356765774' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/5436307979356765774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/5436307979356765774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/2011/03/articulacao-ii.html' title='Articulação II'/><author><name>Maria da Luz Borges</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17667164567686890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_VKSxtMRQN1I/SIcjOxMzRLI/AAAAAAAAAA4/mTVfy_PUXIo/S220/menina+leonor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-zsMdJHZtKiY/TYaoA0H6g6I/AAAAAAAABlE/LqDV3fbWNEk/s72-c/1%255B1%255D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941286279373680515.post-8819559290552542876</id><published>2011-03-21T00:31:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-03-21T00:31:06.941Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Projectos'/><title type='text'>A nossa Twinkle continua a brilhar...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-2BM9Tv31TcU/TYabj0Q-qbI/AAAAAAAABlA/lKHrNWl-NX4/s1600/pa5%255B1%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" r6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-2BM9Tv31TcU/TYabj0Q-qbI/AAAAAAAABlA/lKHrNWl-NX4/s200/pa5%255B1%255D.jpg" width="163" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desta vez foi em Malta onde foi muito aplaudida e reconhecida como um exemplo de "boas práticas". Estou mesmo muito orgulhosa da nossa Twinkle!!!&lt;br /&gt;É muito bom ver o nosso trabalho reconhecido. É muito bom dar a conhecer o trabalho feito em Portugal!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941286279373680515-8819559290552542876?l=pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/feeds/8819559290552542876/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941286279373680515&amp;postID=8819559290552542876' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/8819559290552542876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/8819559290552542876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/2011/03/nossa-twinkle-continua-brilhar.html' title='A nossa Twinkle continua a brilhar...'/><author><name>Maria da Luz Borges</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17667164567686890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_VKSxtMRQN1I/SIcjOxMzRLI/AAAAAAAAAA4/mTVfy_PUXIo/S220/menina+leonor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-2BM9Tv31TcU/TYabj0Q-qbI/AAAAAAAABlA/lKHrNWl-NX4/s72-c/pa5%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941286279373680515.post-7514676390509926143</id><published>2011-03-14T23:28:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-03-14T23:28:36.947Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dia a dia.'/><title type='text'>Abstracto...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-0RCjd2teVjg/TX6gH63eW5I/AAAAAAAABk8/WOLxU-v3Ptw/s1600/aaa%255B1%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" q6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-0RCjd2teVjg/TX6gH63eW5I/AAAAAAAABk8/WOLxU-v3Ptw/s1600/aaa%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hoje o Diogo veio sentar-se ao pé de mim. Numa mão trazia uma folha em branco e na outra o seu material de desenho. Pegou numa caneta vermelha e, com aquele traço firme que só ele consegue ter, começou a riscar... E da ponta da caneta começaram a surgir algumas formas que me pareciam&amp;nbsp;animais. Depois pegou no amarelo, no verde e&amp;nbsp;no castanho e&amp;nbsp;preencheu&amp;nbsp;o resto da&amp;nbsp;folha. Mas tudo isto com muita harmonia e&amp;nbsp;"à velocidade da luz", como só o Diogo sabe fazer. Depois olhou para mim e perguntou:&amp;nbsp; - Professora, o que é que isto te parece?.&lt;br /&gt;- Tanta coisa...&amp;nbsp; - Disse,&amp;nbsp; mas lembrando-me da jiboia do principezinho, calei o que via, com medo de errar. Perante a minha indecisão, explicou:&lt;br /&gt;- Não vês, isto é um desenho abstracto. Daqui para a frente acho que só vou fazer desenhos abstractos... Sabes o que é abstracto? Abstracto é um desenho que parece que não tem nada desenhado, parece que só tem riscos, mas afinal tem muitas coisas dentro dele!&lt;br /&gt;Que encanto!!! &lt;br /&gt;Quantas coisas que eu aprendo com eles!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941286279373680515-7514676390509926143?l=pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/feeds/7514676390509926143/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941286279373680515&amp;postID=7514676390509926143' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/7514676390509926143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/7514676390509926143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/2011/03/abstracto.html' title='Abstracto...'/><author><name>Maria da Luz Borges</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17667164567686890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_VKSxtMRQN1I/SIcjOxMzRLI/AAAAAAAAAA4/mTVfy_PUXIo/S220/menina+leonor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-0RCjd2teVjg/TX6gH63eW5I/AAAAAAAABk8/WOLxU-v3Ptw/s72-c/aaa%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941286279373680515.post-4115718399747255016</id><published>2011-03-14T23:03:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-03-14T23:03:40.540Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dia a dia...'/><title type='text'>Dias felizes...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-knXJmBBiuLM/TX6akoz8FeI/AAAAAAAABko/RHiOEZYy05s/s1600/%2528CTB%2529_kitfaetube_angel_kitty_tkt%255B1%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" q6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-knXJmBBiuLM/TX6akoz8FeI/AAAAAAAABko/RHiOEZYy05s/s200/%2528CTB%2529_kitfaetube_angel_kitty_tkt%255B1%255D.jpg" width="152" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Há quem diga que os dias felizes não têm história... Pois eu acho que são os que a escrevem melhor... Dias felizes são aqueles em que, sem pressas, deixamos o dia acontecer com a normalidade de um dia que, em tudo, parece ser igual aos outros, mas que afinal é único e especial. Pois o nosso dia começou bem, porque começou com uma partilha. A Mariana, durante o fim de semana, fez bolachinhas de manteiga com a mãe e hoje trouxe uma caixa para partilhar com os amigos. Obrigado Mariana e mãe! Estavam uma delicia!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-jjqHUOiZM3c/TX6dY70UUwI/AAAAAAAABkw/JMraDjdg-Ek/s1600/CIMG9286.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" q6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-jjqHUOiZM3c/TX6dY70UUwI/AAAAAAAABkw/JMraDjdg-Ek/s320/CIMG9286.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-cVMJaO50mGQ/TX6dcXdaX4I/AAAAAAAABk0/uD1hDNNrPMY/s1600/CIMG9288.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" q6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-cVMJaO50mGQ/TX6dcXdaX4I/AAAAAAAABk0/uD1hDNNrPMY/s320/CIMG9288.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-HhQ-yLjm2oo/TX6deyGCpDI/AAAAAAAABk4/NQI0evAqCEM/s1600/CIMG9289.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" q6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-HhQ-yLjm2oo/TX6deyGCpDI/AAAAAAAABk4/NQI0evAqCEM/s320/CIMG9289.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A nossa história colaborativa "As Fadas - Uma história de Magia", foi hoje enviada para o concurso "Conta-nos uma história". Vamos esperar pelo resultado do concurso e depois publicamo-la aqui! Estamos mortinhos para vos mostrar o nosso trabalho!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941286279373680515-4115718399747255016?l=pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/feeds/4115718399747255016/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941286279373680515&amp;postID=4115718399747255016' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/4115718399747255016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/4115718399747255016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/2011/03/dias-felizes.html' title='Dias felizes...'/><author><name>Maria da Luz Borges</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17667164567686890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_VKSxtMRQN1I/SIcjOxMzRLI/AAAAAAAAAA4/mTVfy_PUXIo/S220/menina+leonor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-knXJmBBiuLM/TX6akoz8FeI/AAAAAAAABko/RHiOEZYy05s/s72-c/%2528CTB%2529_kitfaetube_angel_kitty_tkt%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941286279373680515.post-869241847624741870</id><published>2011-03-12T21:34:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-03-12T21:34:24.702Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vírus informático...'/><title type='text'>Ausência forçada...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-pMXBLOBlUi0/TXvjB2tBFRI/AAAAAAAABkc/GY55VWydv94/s1600/4ppl90%255B1%255D.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" q6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-pMXBLOBlUi0/TXvjB2tBFRI/AAAAAAAABkc/GY55VWydv94/s1600/4ppl90%255B1%255D.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Não, não tirámos férias... Tivemos isso sim, uma ausência forçada...&lt;br /&gt;Foi uma grande partida de carnaval...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;E qual foi? Na sexta feira "gorda", como se diz por aqui, quando preparava uma das apresentações do trabalho feito na aula, decidi ir ao google pesquisar sobre um pintor construtivista Russo do início do sec. vinte, Kandinsky&amp;nbsp;sobre o qual conhecia poucas coisas. E quando abri um site sobre ele, o site vinha muito bem acompanhado de um virús quase mortal... Resultado, o computador completamente infectado,&amp;nbsp;de tal maneira que "os santos da casa não conseguiram fazer milagres" e o computador teve mesmo que&amp;nbsp;ir embora. Voltou agora, com todos os dados e por isso, mesmo com atraso, aqui fica o nosso&amp;nbsp;dia de carnaval...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-9def494119f5b01a" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D9def494119f5b01a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330423232%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4142A072C60DCAE7F4395A6E84F62921431EDAD0.29B2FF7D916DDA8A0FC28392B6B59E317E98719D%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9def494119f5b01a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dy-Rf3EBIl19Tt-6t0UuQDQGrdKw&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D9def494119f5b01a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330423232%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4142A072C60DCAE7F4395A6E84F62921431EDAD0.29B2FF7D916DDA8A0FC28392B6B59E317E98719D%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9def494119f5b01a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dy-Rf3EBIl19Tt-6t0UuQDQGrdKw&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941286279373680515-869241847624741870?l=pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/feeds/869241847624741870/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941286279373680515&amp;postID=869241847624741870' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/869241847624741870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/869241847624741870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/2011/03/ausencia-forcada.html' title='Ausência forçada...'/><author><name>Maria da Luz Borges</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17667164567686890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_VKSxtMRQN1I/SIcjOxMzRLI/AAAAAAAAAA4/mTVfy_PUXIo/S220/menina+leonor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-pMXBLOBlUi0/TXvjB2tBFRI/AAAAAAAABkc/GY55VWydv94/s72-c/4ppl90%255B1%255D.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941286279373680515.post-8672136998137746193</id><published>2011-03-04T00:26:00.008Z</published><updated>2011-03-04T15:48:50.437Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Carnaval'/><title type='text'>É carnaval, nada parece mal...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-bYDqDjkJliw/TXAogfqONjI/AAAAAAAABj8/QW4GfwGja3A/s1600/PALHA%25C3%2587OS%252B14%255B1%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" l6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-bYDqDjkJliw/TXAogfqONjI/AAAAAAAABj8/QW4GfwGja3A/s200/PALHA%25C3%2587OS%252B14%255B1%255D.jpg" width="169" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Com o carnaval à porta não podíamos deixar de vos mostrar as nossas máscaras...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-b15292cb760d1f8f" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db15292cb760d1f8f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330423232%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D73009F84470C38C7ECF31779DF0DB47110683032.52D8C89B72B4E7845B6B91DDFC83FCFAC77B1733%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db15292cb760d1f8f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DkV7nsSfxXUASj3PO6dndGtbi5DM&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db15292cb760d1f8f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330423232%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D73009F84470C38C7ECF31779DF0DB47110683032.52D8C89B72B4E7845B6B91DDFC83FCFAC77B1733%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db15292cb760d1f8f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DkV7nsSfxXUASj3PO6dndGtbi5DM&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-Nyd0BPH0lpg/TWrcHXeOnuI/AAAAAAAABj4/iedwfNK7OFo/s1600/3GIRLS-BLUE-FLWERS%255B1%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" l6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-Nyd0BPH0lpg/TWrcHXeOnuI/AAAAAAAABj4/iedwfNK7OFo/s1600/3GIRLS-BLUE-FLWERS%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Na nossa sala nem tudo são rosas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Eles são realmente fantásticos, mas é preciso estar sempre atento e tentar levá-los sempre mais além.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ora, uma das grandes dificuldades que sinto na sala é ao nível da expressão oral, mais concretamente no conseguir apresentar e explicar uma ideia ou um raciocínio aos amigos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Para os levar a expor, decidi começar um novo tipo de actividade que os obriga a pensar, a pesquisar, a ordenar e organizar ideias e evidencias, a concretizar e finalmente a expor o seu trabalho aos colegas e decidi chamar-lhe "Projectos de pequeno grupo". Para isso desafiei-os a dividirem-se em grupos de seis crianças, a escolher um tema, a conversar sobre o que sabiam e o que queriam saber, a fazer um painel sobre o tema e a explicar o que tinham aprendido aos amigos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Foi uma azáfama... Entusiasmados conversaram, discutiram, pesquisaram e fizeram o painel. Agora só falta apresentá-lo aos amigos e, quem sabe, talvez também aos pais. Vamos ver se eles conseguem e decidimos depois.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Como não sei colocar documentos em word no blogue, não consigo colocar aqui o que eles sabiam, o que descobriram e as conclusões. Mas digo-vos que até eu aprendi imenso! Foi, sem dúvida alguma, um trabalho muito gratificante&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-4c7b6e23d75823bd" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D4c7b6e23d75823bd%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330423232%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DE68980D3EB5AD014CC58CF095E67438299CDCB9.DE48D13E665813F16A47A9827D2454F17009FDF%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4c7b6e23d75823bd%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D1RQ_uCbB2lIVjL7bbQU-xjMP1M4&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D4c7b6e23d75823bd%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330423232%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DE68980D3EB5AD014CC58CF095E67438299CDCB9.DE48D13E665813F16A47A9827D2454F17009FDF%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4c7b6e23d75823bd%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D1RQ_uCbB2lIVjL7bbQU-xjMP1M4&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941286279373680515-9098709761439130581?l=pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/feeds/9098709761439130581/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941286279373680515&amp;postID=9098709761439130581' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/9098709761439130581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/9098709761439130581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/2011/02/projectos-de-pequeno-grupo.html' title='Projectos de pequeno  grupo'/><author><name>Maria da Luz Borges</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17667164567686890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_VKSxtMRQN1I/SIcjOxMzRLI/AAAAAAAAAA4/mTVfy_PUXIo/S220/menina+leonor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-Nyd0BPH0lpg/TWrcHXeOnuI/AAAAAAAABj4/iedwfNK7OFo/s72-c/3GIRLS-BLUE-FLWERS%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941286279373680515.post-6580135758809943579</id><published>2011-02-24T23:03:00.003Z</published><updated>2011-02-25T23:28:13.942Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dia a dia'/><title type='text'>A língua Portuguesa é muito traiçoeira!...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ecTkOojpqM4/TWbgqL_An0I/AAAAAAAABjo/1ebwjnuH_eg/s1600/cuti16%255B1%255D.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" l6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ecTkOojpqM4/TWbgqL_An0I/AAAAAAAABjo/1ebwjnuH_eg/s1600/cuti16%255B1%255D.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hoje o Rodrigo, que é muito generoso com os seus amigos e está sempre pronto a partilhar os seus brinquedos, queria fazer com um dos seus amiguinhos acordo de cavalheiros, e como não estava a ser bem sucedido, ia argumentando em favor da sua proposta, com aquele talento que só o Rodrigo tem para argumentar. E o amigo, também ele muito amigo e sempre pronto a ouvi-lo, por qualquer motivo não estava a gostar da proposta e ia sempre dizendo que não, que não podia, que a mãe não deixava, e todos aquelas desculpas&amp;nbsp;que eles usam quando querem fazer a sua vontade. E o Rodrigo lá ia argumentando... de repente, e já cansado de tantas razões, diz: &lt;br /&gt;- Pronto, está bem não me emprestes! Mas fica sabendo que eu estou mesmo&amp;nbsp;muito triste contigo. És mesmo um grande "mausono"!!!&lt;br /&gt;O raciocínio está certo. E o género também? Só é pena que a palavra ainda não exista no dicionário!...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941286279373680515-6580135758809943579?l=pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/feeds/6580135758809943579/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941286279373680515&amp;postID=6580135758809943579' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/6580135758809943579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/6580135758809943579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/2011/02/lingua-portuguesa-e-muito-traicoeira.html' title='A língua Portuguesa é muito traiçoeira!...'/><author><name>Maria da Luz Borges</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17667164567686890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_VKSxtMRQN1I/SIcjOxMzRLI/AAAAAAAAAA4/mTVfy_PUXIo/S220/menina+leonor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ecTkOojpqM4/TWbgqL_An0I/AAAAAAAABjo/1ebwjnuH_eg/s72-c/cuti16%255B1%255D.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941286279373680515.post-3834673453060227518</id><published>2011-02-24T07:26:00.003Z</published><updated>2011-02-24T20:55:42.304Z</updated><title type='text'>Água III - Medindo a chuva</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RW1jJsu7ADU/TWYHFeQ8siI/AAAAAAAABjk/sesQ8ZWpBcg/s1600/0062%255B1%255D.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RW1jJsu7ADU/TWYHFeQ8siI/AAAAAAAABjk/sesQ8ZWpBcg/s320/0062%255B1%255D.gif" width="190" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Com os dias de chuva a sucederem-se ininterruptamente e o frio a passar por aqui, foi impossível ir para a rua fazer experiencias sobre a forma da água. Por isso, e porque o projecto não pode parar, decidimos aproveitar&amp;nbsp;este contratempo e falámos de higrómetros, ou medidores de chuva. Para medir a chuva que caiu nesses dias, usámos uma caixa de jogos vazia e uma medida de líquidos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-271a8e2cf00217e7" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D271a8e2cf00217e7%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330423232%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3784580F42F7D02B7AE47A47EEF2C45251B9726.5CCE27644F4585BEEAE842F5692411B4F94267BD%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D271a8e2cf00217e7%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DtmbQ22VX_EJMVb2t1vWk7Z49KUA&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D271a8e2cf00217e7%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330423232%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3784580F42F7D02B7AE47A47EEF2C45251B9726.5CCE27644F4585BEEAE842F5692411B4F94267BD%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D271a8e2cf00217e7%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DtmbQ22VX_EJMVb2t1vWk7Z49KUA&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;E agora o gráfico...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941286279373680515-3834673453060227518?l=pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/feeds/3834673453060227518/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941286279373680515&amp;postID=3834673453060227518' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/3834673453060227518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/3834673453060227518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/2011/02/agua-iii-medindo-chuva.html' title='Água III - Medindo a chuva'/><author><name>Maria da Luz Borges</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17667164567686890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_VKSxtMRQN1I/SIcjOxMzRLI/AAAAAAAAAA4/mTVfy_PUXIo/S220/menina+leonor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RW1jJsu7ADU/TWYHFeQ8siI/AAAAAAAABjk/sesQ8ZWpBcg/s72-c/0062%255B1%255D.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941286279373680515.post-6924000209086619295</id><published>2011-02-22T23:43:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-02-22T23:43:55.623Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pentaminós'/><title type='text'>Será a matemática um bicho papão?...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7udR0Vdcx5o/TWRF3ibVZqI/AAAAAAAABjc/SZ7Lc3FXFWs/s1600/3kid64gi1%255B1%255D.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" j6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7udR0Vdcx5o/TWRF3ibVZqI/AAAAAAAABjc/SZ7Lc3FXFWs/s1600/3kid64gi1%255B1%255D.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Para mim talvez, pois cresci a acreditar que é uma actividade muito séria e para gente muito séria...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Felizmente que este conceito está ultrapassado e para as nossas crianças as actividades de matemática apenas são actividades estimulantes que os ajudam a pensar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Os pentaminós estão na ordem do dia e embora a caixa já estivesse na sala há algum tempo, só agora, depois de nos sentarmos todos juntos a explorar a actividade, eles a descobriram. E tem sido um sucesso. É muito bom vê-los a pensar, a raciocinar. É muito bom vê-los em acção. E já temos um mestre. Sem dúvida que o mais rápido e o que mais ajuda os outros é o Filipe. Bravo Filipe, grande mestre dos pentaminós!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-8ac5f667a2969c0a" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D8ac5f667a2969c0a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330423232%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5855447288EF5F4B91308D18931EE90B700BDB11.4A572B14F0325974D9AEE0BBD3BAD1FF5EFCCC1C%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8ac5f667a2969c0a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dk19CcC6wWnCcwm4roLAk0eO7erc&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D8ac5f667a2969c0a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330423232%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5855447288EF5F4B91308D18931EE90B700BDB11.4A572B14F0325974D9AEE0BBD3BAD1FF5EFCCC1C%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8ac5f667a2969c0a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dk19CcC6wWnCcwm4roLAk0eO7erc&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941286279373680515-6924000209086619295?l=pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/feeds/6924000209086619295/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941286279373680515&amp;postID=6924000209086619295' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/6924000209086619295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/6924000209086619295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/2011/02/sera-matematica-um-bicho-papao.html' title='Será a matemática um bicho papão?...'/><author><name>Maria da Luz Borges</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17667164567686890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_VKSxtMRQN1I/SIcjOxMzRLI/AAAAAAAAAA4/mTVfy_PUXIo/S220/menina+leonor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7udR0Vdcx5o/TWRF3ibVZqI/AAAAAAAABjc/SZ7Lc3FXFWs/s72-c/3kid64gi1%255B1%255D.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941286279373680515.post-7535517805988012729</id><published>2011-02-22T19:52:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-02-22T22:23:14.376Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Livro digital'/><title type='text'>O pintaínho tem um boné</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mySZwmvkbTI/TWQSmRcEjgI/AAAAAAAABjY/2BXw0oJN1WQ/s1600/040xa8%255B1%255D.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" j6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mySZwmvkbTI/TWQSmRcEjgI/AAAAAAAABjY/2BXw0oJN1WQ/s1600/040xa8%255B1%255D.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Depois de fazermos o livro para mandar aos nossos amigos Polacos, a construção de livros está na ordem do dia e eles passasm o tempo todo a criar novas histórias e a construir livros com elas. Ontem foi a Matilde que criou mais uma: "O pintaínho&amp;nbsp;tem um boné" mostra bem a realidade do seu dia a dia.&lt;br /&gt;Depois de muito explorar, e com algumas dicas das amigas, conseguimos criar um livro digital. Deixo-vos com a história da Matilde em formato digital. Uma experiencia muito no início mas&amp;nbsp;que chega carregadinha de promessas. Vai ser difícil parar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myebook.com/index.php?option=ebook&amp;amp;id=68318" target="blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Myebook - O pintaÃ­nho tem um bonÃ© - click here to open my ebook" border="0" src="http://www.myebook.com//assets/frontend_file/embed_image/ebook_id/68318.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941286279373680515-7535517805988012729?l=pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/feeds/7535517805988012729/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941286279373680515&amp;postID=7535517805988012729' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/7535517805988012729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/7535517805988012729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/2011/02/o-pintainho-que-tinha-um-bone.html' title='O pintaínho tem um boné'/><author><name>Maria da Luz Borges</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17667164567686890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_VKSxtMRQN1I/SIcjOxMzRLI/AAAAAAAAAA4/mTVfy_PUXIo/S220/menina+leonor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mySZwmvkbTI/TWQSmRcEjgI/AAAAAAAABjY/2BXw0oJN1WQ/s72-c/040xa8%255B1%255D.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941286279373680515.post-4901723520506049141</id><published>2011-02-18T22:39:00.004Z</published><updated>2011-02-18T22:58:20.118Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A água'/><title type='text'>Água II - estados sólido, liquido e gasoso</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gKk-q2pZx28/TV7xqQcYiII/AAAAAAAABjU/WcSJ5oxexAo/s1600/012_Trabalhos%255B1%255D%255B1%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="162" j6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gKk-q2pZx28/TV7xqQcYiII/AAAAAAAABjU/WcSJ5oxexAo/s320/012_Trabalhos%255B1%255D%255B1%255D.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Continuamos a fazer experiencias com a água. Desta vez fomos descobrir de que forma é que a água existe na natureza. Descobrimos e aprendemos muitas coisas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coisas que aprendemos:&lt;br /&gt;A água na natureza existe em três estados: Liquido, sólido e gasoso. &lt;br /&gt;Já sabemos&amp;nbsp;porque é que chove e como se forma a chuva. Querem saber como é? Então, quando a água&amp;nbsp;aquece parece que ela desaparece mas apenas se&amp;nbsp;evapora. Da evaporação surge o vapor de água que é a água no seu estado gasoso. Descobrimos também que a água se condensa.Isto acontece&amp;nbsp;quando o Vapor de água encontra uma temperatura fria.&amp;nbsp;As gotinhas de água juntam-se formando grandes gotas de água. E quando a água encontra temperaturas muito baixas ela solidifica transforma-se em gelo.&amp;nbsp;A isto chama-se solidificação.&lt;br /&gt;Estamos a gostar muito de realizar este projecto, pois fazemos muitas experiencias e brincamos aos cientistas. Formulamos perguntas e investigamos as respostas. E ainda há tanto para descobrir!&lt;br /&gt;Deixamos-vos aqui o que sabemos acerca dos estados da água!&lt;br /&gt;Bom fim de semana!!!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-be56e34829d9c2f6" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dbe56e34829d9c2f6%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330423232%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1081DC5791FA648917E9ABF9B66670E9E5084CF1.4837729B903CB28800A858BFDD886E0E9E3D5A33%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dbe56e34829d9c2f6%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DlMXT0h0kbgEEgmQvXtXKAMghusc&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dbe56e34829d9c2f6%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330423232%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1081DC5791FA648917E9ABF9B66670E9E5084CF1.4837729B903CB28800A858BFDD886E0E9E3D5A33%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dbe56e34829d9c2f6%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DlMXT0h0kbgEEgmQvXtXKAMghusc&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941286279373680515-4901723520506049141?l=pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/feeds/4901723520506049141/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941286279373680515&amp;postID=4901723520506049141' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/4901723520506049141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/4901723520506049141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/2011/02/agua-ii-estados-solido-liquido-e-gasoso.html' title='Água II - estados sólido, liquido e gasoso'/><author><name>Maria da Luz Borges</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17667164567686890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_VKSxtMRQN1I/SIcjOxMzRLI/AAAAAAAAAA4/mTVfy_PUXIo/S220/menina+leonor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gKk-q2pZx28/TV7xqQcYiII/AAAAAAAABjU/WcSJ5oxexAo/s72-c/012_Trabalhos%255B1%255D%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941286279373680515.post-295132655067567145</id><published>2011-02-17T16:41:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-02-17T16:42:16.126Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dia a dia'/><title type='text'>Claro!!! Como é que não percebi antes?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kvE3RWU12aU/TV1NMSh2k-I/AAAAAAAABjQ/JqKbVg5CK4I/s1600/Diogo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" j6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kvE3RWU12aU/TV1NMSh2k-I/AAAAAAAABjQ/JqKbVg5CK4I/s200/Diogo.jpg" width="72" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Umas das crianças, daquelas que desenha sempre muito bem, e com muito cuidado, ultimamente quando acabava de desenhar a figura humana pintava-lhe a cara de preto... Que estranho!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;E como os Educadores têm o "mau hábito" de analisar tudo, de procurar explicações para tudo, eu ia observando em silêncio e ia-me interrogando sobre o porquê daquela atitude. Até que finalmente não aguentei mais e perguntei.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;-Ó filho, mas afinal porque é que pintas a cara dos meninos de preto?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;A resposta voou rápida:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;-Ó Luz, então tu não vês que ainda é de noite!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Claro! Como é que eu não percebi antes?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941286279373680515-295132655067567145?l=pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/feeds/295132655067567145/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941286279373680515&amp;postID=295132655067567145' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/295132655067567145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/295132655067567145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/2011/02/claro-como-e-que-nao-percebi-antes.html' title='Claro!!! Como é que não percebi antes?'/><author><name>Maria da Luz Borges</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17667164567686890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_VKSxtMRQN1I/SIcjOxMzRLI/AAAAAAAAAA4/mTVfy_PUXIo/S220/menina+leonor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kvE3RWU12aU/TV1NMSh2k-I/AAAAAAAABjQ/JqKbVg5CK4I/s72-c/Diogo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941286279373680515.post-8489909764029007745</id><published>2011-02-15T21:33:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-02-15T21:33:11.450Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Internet segura'/><title type='text'>Internet segura</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w3TaGcGErdA/TVrwPpqfQBI/AAAAAAAABjM/xeIeymRGYKw/s1600/_RDQL1A%255B1%255D.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w3TaGcGErdA/TVrwPpqfQBI/AAAAAAAABjM/xeIeymRGYKw/s1600/_RDQL1A%255B1%255D.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Aqui está um tema que me preocupa muito e que sinto que ainda domino pouco, mas que é urgente falar e discutir com as crianças. Tenho procurado informar-me e hoje, através de uma amiga recebi um video que me pareceu muito útil. Deixo-o aqui para vós!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/mwjDpWwVwfg" title="YouTube video player" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941286279373680515-8489909764029007745?l=pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/feeds/8489909764029007745/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941286279373680515&amp;postID=8489909764029007745' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/8489909764029007745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/8489909764029007745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/2011/02/internet-segura.html' title='Internet segura'/><author><name>Maria da Luz Borges</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17667164567686890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_VKSxtMRQN1I/SIcjOxMzRLI/AAAAAAAAAA4/mTVfy_PUXIo/S220/menina+leonor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w3TaGcGErdA/TVrwPpqfQBI/AAAAAAAABjM/xeIeymRGYKw/s72-c/_RDQL1A%255B1%255D.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941286279373680515.post-4974027558758643124</id><published>2011-02-15T00:38:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-02-19T09:32:31.791Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dia de S. Valentim'/><title type='text'>Ser amigo...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4cQ2S3lzIa0/TVnHUeiD6OI/AAAAAAAABjI/Qgb-BbcDID8/s1600/001%255B3%255D+%25282%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4cQ2S3lzIa0/TVnHUeiD6OI/AAAAAAAABjI/Qgb-BbcDID8/s320/001%255B3%255D+%25282%2529.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...Que significa cativar? - perguntou o principezinho.&lt;br /&gt;-É uma coisa de que toda a gente se esqueceu, - disse a raposa. Significa criar laços...&lt;br /&gt;- Criar laços?&lt;br /&gt;- Isso mesmo - disse a raposa. Para mim, não passas, por enquanto, de um rapazinho em tudo igual a cem mil rapazinhos. E&amp;nbsp;eu não preciso de ti. E tu não precisas de mim. Para ti não passo de uma reposa igual a cem mil raposas. Mas, se me cativares, precisaremos um do outro. Serás para mim único no mundo. Serei única&amp;nbsp;no mundo para ti...&amp;nbsp;Se tu me cativares, será como se o sol iluminasse a minha vida."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;em: "O Principezinho" de Antoine de Saint- Exúpery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-c7d32e71af18f393" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc7d32e71af18f393%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330423232%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4138DECB812BF0A7E47AAE6822544DB371387216.2A723A1354B4D6A16317AC8DAD8BFEB7E2B79544%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc7d32e71af18f393%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DawNEYU8gI5RfdPH0Okw60lduOUU&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc7d32e71af18f393%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330423232%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4138DECB812BF0A7E47AAE6822544DB371387216.2A723A1354B4D6A16317AC8DAD8BFEB7E2B79544%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc7d32e71af18f393%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DawNEYU8gI5RfdPH0Okw60lduOUU&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941286279373680515-4974027558758643124?l=pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/feeds/4974027558758643124/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941286279373680515&amp;postID=4974027558758643124' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/4974027558758643124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/4974027558758643124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/2011/02/ser-amigo.html' title='Ser amigo...'/><author><name>Maria da Luz Borges</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17667164567686890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_VKSxtMRQN1I/SIcjOxMzRLI/AAAAAAAAAA4/mTVfy_PUXIo/S220/menina+leonor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4cQ2S3lzIa0/TVnHUeiD6OI/AAAAAAAABjI/Qgb-BbcDID8/s72-c/001%255B3%255D+%25282%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941286279373680515.post-6009541667966556518</id><published>2011-02-13T21:40:00.003Z</published><updated>2011-02-14T01:18:41.951Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Articulação...'/><title type='text'>Articulação...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XmtS0dQJWRs/TVhKThkemwI/AAAAAAAABiE/P5Zzbm65EUU/s1600/2gilrs%255B1%255D.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XmtS0dQJWRs/TVhKThkemwI/AAAAAAAABiE/P5Zzbm65EUU/s1600/2gilrs%255B1%255D.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Esta é uma das palavras que passou a ser usada frequentemente na escola e da qual eu gosto muito, pois é uma palavra que promove a unidade, que faz com que, trabalhando em sintonia, consigamos tornar o dia-a-dia das crianças que nos são confiadas num todo e não em vários compartimentos desligados entre si e por onde a criança vai passando enquanto espera a chegada dos seus Pais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No nosso Jardim de Infância procuramos levar a articulação muito a sério, não só com os outros níveis de ensino, como também com a equipa que, após a minha saída fica com as crianças no CAF (Componente de Apoio à Família).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pois, tal como já vos tenho dito, na nossa sala ouve-se, com alguma frequência, música clássica que segundo o Hugo "ajuda a pensar", mas como por agora ainda andamos às voltas com a geometria e a cor, não houve tempo para falar sobre os grandes compositores. Pois graças à articulação&amp;nbsp; a Educadora Magda do Caf&amp;nbsp; está, juntamente com as crianças,&amp;nbsp;a fazer uma viagem pelos grandes compositores. Durante o dia e nas várias brincadeiras eu só ouço falar de Vivaldi, Beethoven, Verdi, Mozart, sinal que a lição ficou mesmo muito bem sabida. E na quinta-feira, o dia que tenho destinado para a supervisão, numa das minhas visitas ao Caf, fui agradavelmente surpreendida por um Mozart acabadinho de ser construído. Não resisto a colocá-lo aqui!&lt;br /&gt;Parabéns meninos e Magda! O vosso Mozart ficou um espanto!...&amp;nbsp;Estou mesmo muito orgulhosa de vós!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fXyd4_bp3NQ/TVhPhyzqGiI/AAAAAAAABiI/B6wh1JHpDJI/s1600/CIMG8189.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fXyd4_bp3NQ/TVhPhyzqGiI/AAAAAAAABiI/B6wh1JHpDJI/s320/CIMG8189.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a9peA3f12NQ/TVhPl7d7-XI/AAAAAAAABiM/dyppC_hbfIg/s1600/CIMG8190.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a9peA3f12NQ/TVhPl7d7-XI/AAAAAAAABiM/dyppC_hbfIg/s320/CIMG8190.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fantástico não é?...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941286279373680515-6009541667966556518?l=pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/feeds/6009541667966556518/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941286279373680515&amp;postID=6009541667966556518' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/6009541667966556518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941286279373680515/posts/default/6009541667966556518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pequenospassos-luz.blogspot.com/2011/02/articulacao.html' title='Articulação...'/><author><name>Maria da Luz Borges</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17667164567686890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_VKSxtMRQN1I/SIcjOxMzRLI/AAAAAAAAAA4/mTVfy_PUXIo/S220/menina+leonor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XmtS0dQJWRs/TVhKThkemwI/AAAAAAAABiE/P5Zzbm65EUU/s72-c/2gilrs%255B1%255D.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry></feed>
