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Projecto Cantinho da Ciência'/><category term='CMF'/><category term='Carnaval'/><category term='Gripe'/><category term='UM TESOURO&quot;'/><category term='Projectos'/><category term='Leitores do Trimestre'/><category term='Dia de Reis'/><category term='efemérides'/><category term='Projecto &quot;Histórias e estórias com destino&quot;'/><category term='UM TESOURO'/><category term='Projeto Jogos matemáticos'/><category term='Projecto &quot;UM LIVRO'/><category term='Pesquisas; Magalhães'/><category term='Biblioteca Eugénio de Andrade'/><title type='text'>EB1 ALDEIA DE JOANES</title><subtitle type='html'>Este blog pretende ser uma janela - de vidros transparentes - por onde toda a comunidade possa "espreitar" as actividades desenvolvidas pelos nossos alunos.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>AC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5GzH9xn6-rM/S6UoCgkqaEI/AAAAAAAACUg/DUHdGm_cKDA/S220/gardunha_caminhoromano.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1067</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334488103117323439.post-6391013718549555619</id><published>2012-01-27T22:12:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-01-27T22:12:34.697Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animais'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Estudo do Meio'/><title type='text'>A NOSSA ARCA DE NOÉ</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: auto; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rtPZB6B3klA/TyMDefG-yPI/AAAAAAAAEmE/qACXSGoyxIk/s1600/tal_pai_tal_filho.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rtPZB6B3klA/TyMDefG-yPI/AAAAAAAAEmE/qACXSGoyxIk/s1600/tal_pai_tal_filho.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; text-align: justify;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;No âmbito do Projeto "Um livro, um tesouro", que procura explorar obras recomendadas pelo PNL, os alunos do &lt;b&gt;1.º ano&lt;/b&gt; ouviram a história &lt;b&gt;Tal pai, tal filho&lt;/b&gt;, de Ana Oom, que fala das vogais e das consoantes do nosso alfabeto.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;É uma história simples e repleta de fantasia, que procura ir ao encontro do mundo imaginário dos mais novos e que fala da importância das letras para formarem palavras e frases, para assim podermos ler, escrever e compreender o mundo que nos rodeia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Os alunos trabalharam a história através do seu registo gráfico e escrevendo algumas frases e palavras.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Fátima Matos&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GNUxkv1024I/TyMDgRRVNnI/AAAAAAAAEmM/Ez25QvCILjY/s1600/TPTF1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="232" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GNUxkv1024I/TyMDgRRVNnI/AAAAAAAAEmM/Ez25QvCILjY/s320/TPTF1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Desenho do Hugo&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uoZwHiI7OJA/TyMDiw4CvdI/AAAAAAAAEmU/Pagxjdv6IOE/s1600/TPTF2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uoZwHiI7OJA/TyMDiw4CvdI/AAAAAAAAEmU/Pagxjdv6IOE/s320/TPTF2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Desenho da Daniela&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-alXfeznHKQY/TyMDknMj-gI/AAAAAAAAEmc/XW6cW3hQnyU/s1600/TPTF3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="229" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-alXfeznHKQY/TyMDknMj-gI/AAAAAAAAEmc/XW6cW3hQnyU/s320/TPTF3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Desenho da Adriana&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5334488103117323439-8050447318276586737?l=eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/feeds/8050447318276586737/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5334488103117323439&amp;postID=8050447318276586737' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/8050447318276586737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/8050447318276586737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/2012/01/tal-pai-tal-filho.html' title='TAL PAI, TAL FILHO'/><author><name>AC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5GzH9xn6-rM/S6UoCgkqaEI/AAAAAAAACUg/DUHdGm_cKDA/S220/gardunha_caminhoromano.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rtPZB6B3klA/TyMDefG-yPI/AAAAAAAAEmE/qACXSGoyxIk/s72-c/tal_pai_tal_filho.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334488103117323439.post-2003769874850147501</id><published>2012-01-26T19:26:00.001Z</published><updated>2012-01-26T19:29:42.307Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Formação Cívica'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Língua Portuguesa'/><title type='text'>UMA HISTÓRIA, UMA LIÇÃO - BISBILHOTICES</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G9chPMMU0iE/TyGnPGNHJHI/AAAAAAAACZM/0g057KwjF4o/s1600/resp1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702022481033241714" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G9chPMMU0iE/TyGnPGNHJHI/AAAAAAAACZM/0g057KwjF4o/s320/resp1.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 242px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Era uma vez um menino chamado Henrique. Ele tinha cabelos ruivos, olhos verdes e um grande e bonito sorriso. Ele gostava muito de jogar futebol e também de brincar com o seu animal de estimação, o Max. O Henrique era muito trapalhão e bisbilhoteiro e, por isso, não tinha muitos amigos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Numa sexta-feira, dia 13, a Rita, uma amiga do Henrique, levou uma mala muito bonita para a escola. Toda a gente queria saber o que lá estava dentro, mas ela dizia sempre:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- Ninguém toca, é minha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;O Henrique era o mais curioso da escola e não descansava enquanto não soubesse o que continha a mala. No intervalo, ele reparou que a Rita tinha deixado a mala dentro da sala e foi logo satisfazer a sua curiosidade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Abriu a mala devagarinho e, para sua surpresa, só lá estava um alarme que começou logo a apitar. Quando o Henrique se virou para trás estavam lá a Rita e as amigas que disseram em coro:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- Bisbilhoteiro, não podes ser assim! Se queres ter amigos, tens de &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;respeitar as coisas dos outros&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;! Vá, não podes ser assim, tens de mudar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Texto e ilustração: Joana Gomes - 4.º ano&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&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/5334488103117323439-2003769874850147501?l=eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/feeds/2003769874850147501/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5334488103117323439&amp;postID=2003769874850147501' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/2003769874850147501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/2003769874850147501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/2012/01/uma-historia-uma-licao-bisbilhotices.html' title='UMA HISTÓRIA, UMA LIÇÃO - BISBILHOTICES'/><author><name>JB</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rwcu6JdiSiU/TC-JlxjLgmI/AAAAAAAABBA/YVjywLdAg80/S220/lirio-amarelo-e-borboleta-azul.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G9chPMMU0iE/TyGnPGNHJHI/AAAAAAAACZM/0g057KwjF4o/s72-c/resp1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334488103117323439.post-2772637553356250083</id><published>2012-01-25T21:19:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-01-25T21:19:36.557Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aniversários'/><title type='text'>PARABÉNS, GUILHERME LOURENÇO!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UCtVyo8lbBk/TyBwcNnAyyI/AAAAAAAACZA/c6IkiBDGif8/s1600/DSC04477.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701680758242986786" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UCtVyo8lbBk/TyBwcNnAyyI/AAAAAAAACZA/c6IkiBDGif8/s320/DSC04477.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 246px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dia de festa! Hoje o aniversariante foi o Guilherme Lourenço que completou 10 anos. Sem qualquer esforço, soprou as velas de uma só vez e fê-lo sempre a sorrir, repetimos, sempre a sorrir. Pois o Guilherme é assim mesmo, uma criança curiosa e com um apetite aguçado para aprender, mas sempre pronta para a brincadeira! &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eIsGWAHWmfo/TyBwWMR-CeI/AAAAAAAACY0/D-TVyolJZN8/s1600/DSC04475.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701680654807075298" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eIsGWAHWmfo/TyBwWMR-CeI/AAAAAAAACY0/D-TVyolJZN8/s320/DSC04475.jpg" style="cursor: hand; float: right; height: 144px; margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; width: 135px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Depois dos já habituais cantares, até teve direito a um pequeno espetáculo de dança, que as suas colegas mostraram à turma. Não, o Guilherme não dançou, pois a sua dança é mais virada para o pontapear da bola com os olhos sempre postos na baliza. Na baliza e... nos moranguitos que enfeitavam o seu bolo de aniversário! :) Pois, porque quem acompanha o nosso dia a dia, já sabe que não podia faltar a fatia de bolo que os aniversariantes já se acostumaram a partilhar com os colegas. E estava uma delícia, se estava! Que essa energia positiva seja sempre palco saudável de muitas alegrias!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Parabéns, Guilherme Lourenço!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5334488103117323439-2772637553356250083?l=eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/feeds/2772637553356250083/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5334488103117323439&amp;postID=2772637553356250083' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/2772637553356250083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/2772637553356250083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/2012/01/parabens-guilherme-lourenco.html' title='PARABÉNS, GUILHERME LOURENÇO!'/><author><name>JB</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rwcu6JdiSiU/TC-JlxjLgmI/AAAAAAAABBA/YVjywLdAg80/S220/lirio-amarelo-e-borboleta-azul.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UCtVyo8lbBk/TyBwcNnAyyI/AAAAAAAACZA/c6IkiBDGif8/s72-c/DSC04477.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334488103117323439.post-4731005329186554151</id><published>2012-01-25T20:32:00.002Z</published><updated>2012-01-25T20:33:48.425Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Língua Portuguesa'/><title type='text'>A ILHA DO CAPITÃO MERGULHÃO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;A produção de textos é um trabalho moroso, de muita paciência, que se vai aperfeiçoando ao longo do tempo. Embora haja alunos com mais apetência para a escrita que outros, é necessário investir em todos, e as estratégias para que isso aconteça nunca são de mais.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;A turma do 2.º ano ouviu hoje, em registo áudio, a história do Capitão Mergulhão. Depois, em conjunto, fez-se o reconto de parte da narrativa e, quando as coisas estavam encarreiradas, cada um prosseguiu-a a seu jeito. Eis dois exemplos, com as devidas ilustrações que, só por si, já davam uma bela ideia da história.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kxaili79CHM/TyBfbCFJT3I/AAAAAAAAEl8/Uv2cvbt-as0/s1600/Mergulh%25C3%25A3o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="228" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kxaili79CHM/TyBfbCFJT3I/AAAAAAAAEl8/Uv2cvbt-as0/s320/Mergulh%25C3%25A3o.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ilustração da Laura&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;O Capitão Fernão Mergulhão é um corajoso navegador.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Um dia o capitão andava a navegar com os seus companheiros quando, de repente, avistaram uma ilha que não estava no mapa. Toda a gente ficou intrigada e resolveram ir ver a ilha.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Quando lá chegaram o capitão resolveu dar o seu nome à ilha&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Até aqui trabalhou-se em conjunto. Vejamos como a Laura deu seguimento à história.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mandou escavar para ele por uma placa a dizer Fernão Mergulhão. De repente sentiram um tremor de terra e ouviu-se um grito: RAAA! E começaram todos a fugir.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;- Pois, eu logo vi que isto não era uma ilha, pois não tem relva, não tem árvores e não tem arbustos.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;E nunca mais quiseram passar por ali.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;A Madalena, por sua vez, concluiu assim:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Começaram a fazer um buraco para lá porem a placa com o seu nome, quando repararam que não havia nem uma árvore, nem um arbusto, nem sequer ervas.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Então sentiram um tremor. Continuaram a escavar e ouviram um barulho.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;- Rápido, isto não é uma ilha, é um monstro!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Todos começaram a fugir para o barco e começaram a remar. A sua sorte é que o monstro voltou a adormecer. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A-xgxo-ctyg/TyBfSlvQj4I/AAAAAAAAEl0/E9-CQeZKiLM/s1600/Mergulh%25C3%25A3o2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="232" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A-xgxo-ctyg/TyBfSlvQj4I/AAAAAAAAEl0/E9-CQeZKiLM/s320/Mergulh%25C3%25A3o2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ilustração da Madalena&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5334488103117323439-4731005329186554151?l=eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/feeds/4731005329186554151/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5334488103117323439&amp;postID=4731005329186554151' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/4731005329186554151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/4731005329186554151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/2012/01/ilha-do-capitao-mergulhao.html' title='A ILHA DO CAPITÃO MERGULHÃO'/><author><name>AC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5GzH9xn6-rM/S6UoCgkqaEI/AAAAAAAACUg/DUHdGm_cKDA/S220/gardunha_caminhoromano.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kxaili79CHM/TyBfbCFJT3I/AAAAAAAAEl8/Uv2cvbt-as0/s72-c/Mergulh%25C3%25A3o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334488103117323439.post-8257625996600896422</id><published>2012-01-25T20:06:00.002Z</published><updated>2012-01-27T15:46:48.234Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Estudo do Meio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poesia'/><title type='text'>RIO ZÊZERE, AFLUENTE DO TEJO</title><content type='html'>&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/-uidhLWs0CeE/TyLGqVOxyKI/AAAAAAAACZU/PktsYYw53CQ/s1600/rio4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gda="true" height="231" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uidhLWs0CeE/TyLGqVOxyKI/AAAAAAAACZU/PktsYYw53CQ/s320/rio4.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OfT7gWp9SdY/TyBfToFX8PI/AAAAAAAACYo/O841i7731ak/s1600/rio4.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d;"&gt;Ó meu lindo rio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d;"&gt;que perto da minha casa passas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d;"&gt;as tuas águas são límpidas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d;"&gt;e pela serra danças&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d;"&gt;descendo as encostas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d;"&gt;e saltando ribanças&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d;"&gt;A tua água gelada e cintilante&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d;"&gt;nasce na serra da Estrela&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d;"&gt;Zêzere é o teu nome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d;"&gt;e em ziguezague o teu percurso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d;"&gt;entre rochas e peixes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d;"&gt;segues sempre o teu curso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d;"&gt;A tua meta final&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d;"&gt;podia ser o mar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d;"&gt;mas como afluente do Tejo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d;"&gt;a este vais desaguar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rio deixarás de ser&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;e em ondas te irás transformar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d;"&gt;para eu me poder banhar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d;"&gt;e quem sabe até surfar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701661834798454370" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9I_zm-qWlf0/TyBfOuSQVmI/AAAAAAAACYc/uFWp09Vh4i8/s320/rio13.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 248px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 332px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Poesia: Ricardo Santos - 4.º ano&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Ilustrações: Ema Bianca (em cima) e João Miguel Barreiros (em baixo) - 4.º ano&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5334488103117323439-8257625996600896422?l=eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/feeds/8257625996600896422/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5334488103117323439&amp;postID=8257625996600896422' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/8257625996600896422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/8257625996600896422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/2012/01/rio-zezere-afluente-do-tejo.html' title='RIO ZÊZERE, AFLUENTE DO TEJO'/><author><name>JB</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rwcu6JdiSiU/TC-JlxjLgmI/AAAAAAAABBA/YVjywLdAg80/S220/lirio-amarelo-e-borboleta-azul.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uidhLWs0CeE/TyLGqVOxyKI/AAAAAAAACZU/PktsYYw53CQ/s72-c/rio4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334488103117323439.post-1244464747380358145</id><published>2012-01-25T11:41:00.001Z</published><updated>2012-01-25T11:43:11.682Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Projecto &quot;Cantinho da Ciência&quot;'/><title type='text'>A PROVA DAS AZEITONAS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Gl7eQnoQDrw/Tx_pJyoIOMI/AAAAAAAAEls/8F3bc7-J8Vc/s1600/Azeiton.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gda="true" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Gl7eQnoQDrw/Tx_pJyoIOMI/AAAAAAAAEls/8F3bc7-J8Vc/s400/Azeiton.jpg" width="400" /&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;span style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/span&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;Desenho de Adriana Cruz - 1.º ano&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/span&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/5334488103117323439-1244464747380358145?l=eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/feeds/1244464747380358145/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5334488103117323439&amp;postID=1244464747380358145' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/1244464747380358145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/1244464747380358145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/2012/01/prova-das-azeitonas.html' title='A PROVA DAS AZEITONAS'/><author><name>AC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5GzH9xn6-rM/S6UoCgkqaEI/AAAAAAAACUg/DUHdGm_cKDA/S220/gardunha_caminhoromano.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Gl7eQnoQDrw/Tx_pJyoIOMI/AAAAAAAAEls/8F3bc7-J8Vc/s72-c/Azeiton.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334488103117323439.post-341740625589082371</id><published>2012-01-24T11:40:00.002Z</published><updated>2012-01-24T12:27:16.512Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animais'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Estudo do Meio'/><title type='text'>O PHINEAS E O FERB</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5R-Honu2G1o/Tx6WWHu9otI/AAAAAAAAElc/hwutqvcfN6Q/s1600/PF2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gda="true" height="301" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5R-Honu2G1o/Tx6WWHu9otI/AAAAAAAAElc/hwutqvcfN6Q/s320/PF2.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-color: -moz-use-text-color; border-style: none; border-width: medium; color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;Hoje trouxe dois peixes para a escola, o Phineas e o Ferb. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;O Phineas é preto e o Ferb é alaranjado. O Ferb é um comilão e o Phineas não come quase nada. Eles comem uma ração própria que parece pequenas folhas.&lt;br /&gt;O Ferb tem as barbatanas amareladas e grandes. O Phineas também tem umas barbatanas grandes e muitas escamas pretas. Eles dormem em pé.&lt;br /&gt;O Ferb tem sempre a boca aberta e rouba a comida ao Phineas, mas eles dão-se muito bem.&lt;br /&gt;Reproduzem-se por ovos. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;O aquário tem cinco pedras, duas conchas e muita água. Ele está sempre na cozinha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;Eu gosto muito dos meus peixes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/span&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;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Texto: Thomaz Sousa - 2.º ano&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&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;span style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/span&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EWLW__MqKSE/Tx6WbDbhURI/AAAAAAAAElk/mTuDOAvH4Qc/s1600/PF1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gda="true" height="219" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EWLW__MqKSE/Tx6WbDbhURI/AAAAAAAAElk/mTuDOAvH4Qc/s320/PF1.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;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/span&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;span style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/span&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/5334488103117323439-341740625589082371?l=eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/feeds/341740625589082371/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5334488103117323439&amp;postID=341740625589082371' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/341740625589082371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/341740625589082371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/2012/01/o-phineas-e-o-ferb.html' title='O PHINEAS E O FERB'/><author><name>AC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5GzH9xn6-rM/S6UoCgkqaEI/AAAAAAAACUg/DUHdGm_cKDA/S220/gardunha_caminhoromano.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5R-Honu2G1o/Tx6WWHu9otI/AAAAAAAAElc/hwutqvcfN6Q/s72-c/PF2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334488103117323439.post-7366268820386506352</id><published>2012-01-23T21:03:00.001Z</published><updated>2012-01-23T21:03:40.392Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Matemática'/><title type='text'>JOGO DA ROLETA - MÚLTIPLOS E DIVISORES</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d8l7uDTfVJk/Tx3IKaTOZxI/AAAAAAAACYE/XwZEnorzVIA/s1600/rol1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700932784505120530" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d8l7uDTfVJk/Tx3IKaTOZxI/AAAAAAAACYE/XwZEnorzVIA/s320/rol1.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 243px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 301px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;Jogo da Roleta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; é uma atividade divertida que permite aos alunos trabalharem a divisão, a multiplicação e ainda a memorização das tabuadas da multiplicação. &lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700932712067578946" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ctRQuJwHUy4/Tx3IGMcxPEI/AAAAAAAACX4/3KhlRt3y5RM/s320/rol3.jpg" style="cursor: hand; float: right; height: 128px; margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; width: 161px;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Como jogar? É simples. Em grupos de dois, e à vez, cada aluno gira a roleta e lê a informação que está escrita no espaço apontado pela seta. Em seguida, tira dois cartões que se encontram com o número virado para baixo em cima da mesa. Se os números que saíram estiverem de acordo com o que a seta indicar, o aluno guarda os cartões consigo. Se os números que foram virados não corresponderem ao que está indicado, são colocados novamente junto dos outros. Por exemplo, a seta parou em &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff6600;"&gt;"Divisor de"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; e os números virados foram o "3" e o "24". Como "3" é divisor de "24", e se responder corretamente, o aluno irá ganhá-los. Agora, se tira&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ccrtOISp6AA/Tx3JaoLRc5I/AAAAAAAACYQ/5Wb_xJIDhVg/s1600/rol2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700934162619397010" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ccrtOISp6AA/Tx3JaoLRc5I/AAAAAAAACYQ/5Wb_xJIDhVg/s320/rol2.jpg" style="cursor: hand; float: right; height: 132px; margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; width: 161px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;r o "9" e o "20", não ficará com eles, pois o "9" não é divisor de "20". O jogo termina quando acabarem os cartões. E como a qualquer jogo se associa a palavra "vencedor", neste caso, sê-lo-á aquele que possuir o maior número de cartões.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;E aqui fica mais uma estratégia colocada em prática pelos alunos do 4.º ano que, de forma lúdica, vão assim reconhecendo e diferenciando os múltiplos dos divisores.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&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/5334488103117323439-7366268820386506352?l=eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/feeds/7366268820386506352/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d8l7uDTfVJk/Tx3IKaTOZxI/AAAAAAAACYE/XwZEnorzVIA/s72-c/rol1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334488103117323439.post-9043910396557343200</id><published>2012-01-23T20:01:00.002Z</published><updated>2012-01-23T20:03:51.729Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Estudo do Meio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poesia'/><title type='text'>RIO MONDEGO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TPNcGnQuugo/Tx23zMftxOI/AAAAAAAACXg/Qmpg1BLUwJI/s1600/rio.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="239" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700914793476375778" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TPNcGnQuugo/Tx23zMftxOI/AAAAAAAACXg/Qmpg1BLUwJI/s320/rio.jpg" style="display: block; height: 240px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 324px;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;Perto da Serra da Estrela&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;nasce o nosso maravilhoso Mondego&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;que deslizando por rochas e seixos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;percorre grandes caminhos, o estratego...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;E avança até ao imenso mar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;onde, à Figueira da Foz, vai desaguar&lt;/strong&gt;﻿!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;A sua água pura e cristalina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;é repleta de peixes e de vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;que precisam deste amável rio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;como sendo seu abrigo e ambiente...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;Por isso não devemos poluir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;o bem que é de toda a gente!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Poesia e ilustração: Henrique Ramos - 4.º ano&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5334488103117323439-9043910396557343200?l=eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/feeds/9043910396557343200/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5334488103117323439&amp;postID=9043910396557343200' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/9043910396557343200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/9043910396557343200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/2012/01/rio-mondego.html' title='RIO MONDEGO'/><author><name>JB</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rwcu6JdiSiU/TC-JlxjLgmI/AAAAAAAABBA/YVjywLdAg80/S220/lirio-amarelo-e-borboleta-azul.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TPNcGnQuugo/Tx23zMftxOI/AAAAAAAACXg/Qmpg1BLUwJI/s72-c/rio.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334488103117323439.post-7814610814453225196</id><published>2012-01-20T20:20:00.007Z</published><updated>2012-01-23T19:57:27.094Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Estudo do Meio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poesia'/><title type='text'>RIO CÁVADO</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nASY3Zt27aY/TxnKlb7pPbI/AAAAAAAACXU/1n6FUEv43vM/s1600/rio1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699809547915967922" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nASY3Zt27aY/TxnKlb7pPbI/AAAAAAAACXU/1n6FUEv43vM/s320/rio1.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 242px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;Diz-me rio Cávado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;diz-me por favor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;foste mesmo cavado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;vá, diz-me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;meu amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;Conta-me onde nasceste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;conta-me onde desaguas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;tu és mesmo bonito e &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;toda a gente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;fala de ti nas ruas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;Ó meu lindo rio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;em Braga decidiste viver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;escolheste um lindo distrito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;e bem português &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;é o teu correr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;É o final desta poesia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;mas ninguém te vai esquecer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;corres em águas limpas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;para de ti &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;falar &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;e &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ler!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Poesia&amp;nbsp;e ilustração: Joana Gomes - 4.º ano&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5334488103117323439-7814610814453225196?l=eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/feeds/7814610814453225196/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5334488103117323439&amp;postID=7814610814453225196' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/7814610814453225196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/7814610814453225196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/2012/01/maiores-rios-portugueses-1.html' title='RIO CÁVADO'/><author><name>JB</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rwcu6JdiSiU/TC-JlxjLgmI/AAAAAAAABBA/YVjywLdAg80/S220/lirio-amarelo-e-borboleta-azul.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nASY3Zt27aY/TxnKlb7pPbI/AAAAAAAACXU/1n6FUEv43vM/s72-c/rio1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334488103117323439.post-7100198858449266245</id><published>2012-01-20T18:58:00.004Z</published><updated>2012-01-20T21:32:47.578Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animais'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Estudo do Meio'/><title type='text'>O PINTAS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S2f4HpVomCA/TxmzL7RQWHI/AAAAAAAAEk8/WGsmXnunX5E/s1600/Pintas22.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="270" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S2f4HpVomCA/TxmzL7RQWHI/AAAAAAAAEk8/WGsmXnunX5E/s320/Pintas22.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;O João e o Pintas&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;O Pintas é o cão do João Manique, um amigo meu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;O Pintas é rafeiro, tem 9 meses e, como todos os cães, é mamífero e quanto à sua reprodução é vivíparo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;O pelo do Pintas é às manchas brancas e castanhas. É um cão de guarda e de companhia e come ração. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ele tem um pequeno companheiro, que é um gato chamado Pantufas. O Pintas é muito amigo dele e quando aparece algum cão ele defende o gato.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mklwnPWefI0/TxmylT3nCgI/AAAAAAAAEk0/RXA8Nwa5TvI/s1600/Pintas3.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="251" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mklwnPWefI0/TxmylT3nCgI/AAAAAAAAEk0/RXA8Nwa5TvI/s320/Pintas3.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;O Pintas queria brincadeira e nada melhor que atirar o dono para o&lt;br /&gt;chão. Foi a risada geral.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; text-align: justify;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;O Pintas é muito brincalhão e é um cu de mimo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Quando chegou à escola, o Pintas não parava de saltar e brincar. Quando o João o estava a apresentar o cão saltou para cima dele e o João caiu de costas. Nesse momento o Pintas estava imparável!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Foi uma caixinha de surpresas. Adorei o Pintas, ele é muito bom cão e é uma bela companhia para o João Manique.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Adeus e ão, ão, ão!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;T&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;exto: Madalena Filipe - 2.º ano&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RweoUIzrkOQ/TxmykZOhVRI/AAAAAAAAEks/TAKWkNpnYmE/s1600/Pintas2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RweoUIzrkOQ/TxmykZOhVRI/AAAAAAAAEks/TAKWkNpnYmE/s320/Pintas2.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Depois da apresentação e da sessão de perguntas e respostas, os&lt;br /&gt;alunos começaram a fazer um texto sobre o Pintas. Este, contudo,&lt;br /&gt;estranhou o sossego, e foi ver o que se passava.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&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/5334488103117323439-7100198858449266245?l=eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/feeds/7100198858449266245/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5334488103117323439&amp;postID=7100198858449266245' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/7100198858449266245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/7100198858449266245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/2012/01/o-pintas.html' title='O PINTAS'/><author><name>AC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5GzH9xn6-rM/S6UoCgkqaEI/AAAAAAAACUg/DUHdGm_cKDA/S220/gardunha_caminhoromano.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S2f4HpVomCA/TxmzL7RQWHI/AAAAAAAAEk8/WGsmXnunX5E/s72-c/Pintas22.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334488103117323439.post-6164530156133200197</id><published>2012-01-19T21:49:00.003Z</published><updated>2012-01-19T21:52:04.006Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Projecto &quot;Cantinho da Ciência&quot;'/><title type='text'>AZEITONAS... QUEM PROVOU, GOSTOU!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Após a &lt;a href="http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/2011/11/da-colheita-conserva-da-azeitona.html"&gt;colheita e a conserva das azeitonas&lt;/a&gt;, chegou o dia da prova. Feita a última fase, descrita nas imagens, os alunos foram retirando e provando as azeitonas. Como em tudo, há os que apreciam mais e os que não gostam tanto, mas a maioria achou que estavam boas e até repetiram. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;E, ano após ano,&amp;nbsp;é também com a repetição desta atividade que os nossos alunos vão interiorizando este processo, ficando assim a conhecer a "viagem" das azeitonas até chegarem&amp;nbsp;à nossa mesa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: auto; visibility: visible; width: 390px;"&gt;&lt;embed align="middle" allowscriptaccess="sameDomain" bgcolor="#000000" flashvars="ql=2&amp;amp;src1=http://pic80.picturetrail.com/VOL1956/12019581/flicks/1/8697936" height="300" name="shimmer_tiles" quality="high" src="http://flash.picturetrail.com/pflicks/3/spflick.swf" style="height: 300px; width: 390px;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="390" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5334488103117323439-6164530156133200197?l=eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/feeds/6164530156133200197/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5334488103117323439&amp;postID=6164530156133200197' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/6164530156133200197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/6164530156133200197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/2012/01/azeitonas-quem-provou-gostou.html' title='AZEITONAS... QUEM PROVOU, GOSTOU!'/><author><name>JB</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rwcu6JdiSiU/TC-JlxjLgmI/AAAAAAAABBA/YVjywLdAg80/S220/lirio-amarelo-e-borboleta-azul.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334488103117323439.post-643067706272003510</id><published>2012-01-18T21:12:00.004Z</published><updated>2012-01-19T09:18:50.555Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recreio'/><title type='text'>INSTANTÂNEO - RAIOS DE SOL</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-48tE0OTvvTU/Txc07A3iEeI/AAAAAAAACXI/ulzkcHiXi4g/s1600/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699082041910497762" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-48tE0OTvvTU/Txc07A3iEeI/AAAAAAAACXI/ulzkcHiXi4g/s320/7.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 240px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Quase todas as manhãs, as nossas crianças falam da geada e das "aventuras" que lhes acontecem até chegarem à escola. O frio que se tem sentido é proprio do inverno, e embora a chuva ande sumida, todos sabemos que faz falta, quer gostemos ou não. Mas até ela chegar e condicionar as brincadeiras do recreio, é de aproveitar todos os raiozinhos de sol que nos aquecem o corpo e a alma. Pois é, ei-los miúdos e graúdos, neste caso, o professor Agostinho, que não desperdiçaram este calorzinho e se envolveram entusiasticamente num renhido jogo de futebol. O resultado? Um empate entre a alegria e a satisfação de ambas as equipas, pois não foi possível contabilizar os sorrisos dos jogadores...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5334488103117323439-643067706272003510?l=eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/feeds/643067706272003510/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5334488103117323439&amp;postID=643067706272003510' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/643067706272003510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/643067706272003510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/2012/01/instantaneo-raios-de-sol.html' title='INSTANTÂNEO - RAIOS DE SOL'/><author><name>JB</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rwcu6JdiSiU/TC-JlxjLgmI/AAAAAAAABBA/YVjywLdAg80/S220/lirio-amarelo-e-borboleta-azul.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-48tE0OTvvTU/Txc07A3iEeI/AAAAAAAACXI/ulzkcHiXi4g/s72-c/7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334488103117323439.post-6112894101883972910</id><published>2012-01-18T17:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-01-18T17:00:19.046Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PNL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Formação Cívica'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Projecto &quot;Um livro um tesouro&quot;'/><title type='text'>YNARI, A MENINA DAS CINCO TRANÇAS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FN2xn1uqSRk/TxbqdaT1bxI/AAAAAAAACW8/yo_VygFW58Q/s1600/Ynari%2Bcapa.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699000169483562770" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FN2xn1uqSRk/TxbqdaT1bxI/AAAAAAAACW8/yo_VygFW58Q/s320/Ynari%2Bcapa.jpg" style="display: block; height: 285px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 223px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ynari, A Menina Das Cinco Tranças&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, de Ondjaki, é um livro recomendado pelo Plano Nacional de Leitura, para o 4.º ano de escolaridade. Segundo palavras do autor, "&lt;em&gt;Para escrever uma história como esta, eu tive que espremer um sonho. Ora, espremer um sonho, como se sabe, não é uma coisa muito fácil de se fazer, pelo que, muitas vezes, pedimos ajuda aos nossos amigos, Por vezes, os nossos amigos não sabem que nos estão a ajudar, mas a verdade é esta: uma frase dita tem muita força, um abraço tem muito encanto, um olhar tem (pelo menos) mil gotas de sonho...". &lt;/em&gt;Ao longo da história, os alunos foram envolvidos numa viagem de sensibilidade e sabedoria, um persurso onde é possível inventar ou destruir palavras. Brincando com os sentidos da vida e da paz, Ynari redescobre uma palavra antiga cheia de magia nova: "amizade". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;São palavras como "coração", "medo", "admiração", "guerra" e&amp;nbsp;"permuta" que desafiam a escolha de cada um, redescobrindo e sentindo assim a sua (in)utilidade. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Será a palavra "explosão" uma palavra inútil? Pois, dependerá da situação em que for utilizada... Neste caso, torna-se muito útil se dissermos que esta história provocou nos alunos uma "explosão de alegria", principalmente porque Ynari, com a ajuda das suas cinco tranças, com magia e ternura, pôde mudar todas as aldeias e acabar com todas as guerras...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mJNE6UZlWno/TxbqZQdfqFI/AAAAAAAACWw/SHHjKzN1MAk/s1600/ynari.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699000098120247378" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mJNE6UZlWno/TxbqZQdfqFI/AAAAAAAACWw/SHHjKzN1MAk/s320/ynari.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 251px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Ilustração: Beatriz Mendes - 4.º ano&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&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/5334488103117323439-6112894101883972910?l=eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/feeds/6112894101883972910/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5334488103117323439&amp;postID=6112894101883972910' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/6112894101883972910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/6112894101883972910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/2012/01/ynari-menina-das-cinco-trancas.html' title='YNARI, A MENINA DAS CINCO TRANÇAS'/><author><name>JB</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rwcu6JdiSiU/TC-JlxjLgmI/AAAAAAAABBA/YVjywLdAg80/S220/lirio-amarelo-e-borboleta-azul.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FN2xn1uqSRk/TxbqdaT1bxI/AAAAAAAACW8/yo_VygFW58Q/s72-c/Ynari%2Bcapa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334488103117323439.post-5651957847574741589</id><published>2012-01-18T13:10:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-01-18T13:10:57.395Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Estudo do Meio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Projecto &quot;Cantinho da Ciência&quot;'/><title type='text'>EXPERIÊNCIAS COM ÁGUA - 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698717287945328786" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RGpKOE8L5uI/TxXpLidb2JI/AAAAAAAACVo/g9K9lyIOTEQ/s320/1.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 233px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 281px;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Já sabemos que quando as nuvens se deslocam para zonas da atmosfera muito frias, a água que as forma passa do estado líquido ao estado sólido, chamando-se a este fenómeno a solidificação.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Através de experiências, facilmente podemos observar esse fenómeno que ocorre na natureza. Foi esta a atividade experimental que o Licínio apresentou à turma.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Primeiro deitou água da torneira, no estado líquido, para dentro de &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zN2GewCdTSo/TxbD5iJx-pI/AAAAAAAACWk/e_JunXtpQbA/s1600/lic.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698957771671730834" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zN2GewCdTSo/TxbD5iJx-pI/AAAAAAAACWk/e_JunXtpQbA/s320/lic.JPG" style="cursor: hand; float: right; height: 133px; margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; width: 171px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;um copo. Depois colocou o copo no congelador do frigorífico da escola. Passadas algumas horas, retirou o copo do congelador e... todos puderam verificar que a água solidificou, ou seja, passou ao estado sólido, formando gelo. Puderam também verificar que a mesma massa de água em estado líquido ou em estado sólido tem volumes diferentes e, no caso do gelo, o volume aumenta. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ficaria a água no estado sólido "para sempre"? Claro que não, pois tal como a neve, o granizo e a geada derretem, por ação do calor, também o gelo passa de novo a água no estado líquido (fusão). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;E o Licínio gostou de vestir a pele de cientista e não derramou nem uma gotinha de água!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698942746389562978" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i03nDA7-Wbc/Txa2O8nWxmI/AAAAAAAACWY/UszPslPbPiw/s320/1lic.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 228px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 283px;" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5334488103117323439-5651957847574741589?l=eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/feeds/5651957847574741589/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5334488103117323439&amp;postID=5651957847574741589' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/5651957847574741589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/5651957847574741589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/2012/01/experiencias-com-agua-2.html' title='EXPERIÊNCIAS COM ÁGUA - 2'/><author><name>JB</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rwcu6JdiSiU/TC-JlxjLgmI/AAAAAAAABBA/YVjywLdAg80/S220/lirio-amarelo-e-borboleta-azul.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RGpKOE8L5uI/TxXpLidb2JI/AAAAAAAACVo/g9K9lyIOTEQ/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334488103117323439.post-2589415601835281708</id><published>2012-01-17T21:01:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-01-17T21:01:06.971Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animais'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Estudo do Meio'/><title type='text'>O SNOOPY E O RISCAS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-049ylrNT6ng/TxXW7dzUgwI/AAAAAAAAEkM/M8ytQzsJz1o/s1600/snoopy2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="252" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-049ylrNT6ng/TxXW7dzUgwI/AAAAAAAAEkM/M8ytQzsJz1o/s320/snoopy2.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;O André e o irmão, o Duarte, com o Riscas e o Snoopy&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hoje o meu colega André trouxe um cão e um gato para a escola. O cão chama-se Snoopy e o gato chama-se Riscas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;O Snoopy tem 3 anos e a raça dele é cruzada de &lt;i&gt;pequinois&lt;/i&gt;. Tem o pelo castanho. O André disse-nos que ele é brincalhão. O Snoopy gosta de gatos, mas só os lá de casa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OEwXwwN_nDY/TxXW_gQbzxI/AAAAAAAAEkU/CKFqmiF2RoM/s1600/snoopy4.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="245" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OEwXwwN_nDY/TxXW_gQbzxI/AAAAAAAAEkU/CKFqmiF2RoM/s320/snoopy4.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;O Riscas gostou das festinhas...&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;O Riscas tem 4 anos e tem olhos verdes. Tem o pelo castanho às riscas e gosta de brincar, mas com tanta gente na sala teve medo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;O Riscas alimenta-se de ração e o Snoopy também.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;O dono do Riscas é o irmão do André, o Duarte, o gato do André ficou em casa e chama-se Ruca.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Gostei muito do Riscas e do Snoopy, são muito amigáveis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; text-align: justify;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Texto: Rita Duarte - 2.º ano &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J8704m8CguM/TxXXG8IZdDI/AAAAAAAAEkc/9p_FHv17PvM/s1600/snoopy6.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="256" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J8704m8CguM/TxXXG8IZdDI/AAAAAAAAEkc/9p_FHv17PvM/s320/snoopy6.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;O Snoopy mostrou-se bastante sociável&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&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/5334488103117323439-2589415601835281708?l=eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/feeds/2589415601835281708/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5334488103117323439&amp;postID=2589415601835281708' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/2589415601835281708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/2589415601835281708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/2012/01/o-snoopy-e-o-riscas.html' title='O SNOOPY E O RISCAS'/><author><name>AC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5GzH9xn6-rM/S6UoCgkqaEI/AAAAAAAACUg/DUHdGm_cKDA/S220/gardunha_caminhoromano.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-049ylrNT6ng/TxXW7dzUgwI/AAAAAAAAEkM/M8ytQzsJz1o/s72-c/snoopy2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334488103117323439.post-4839485730547558633</id><published>2012-01-17T20:33:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-01-17T20:33:48.201Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Estudo do Meio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Língua Portuguesa'/><title type='text'>AVENTURAS DE UMA GOTINHA DE ÁGUA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vDdr2Kj8dWM/TxXZzevmcZI/AAAAAAAACU4/ULb56GUljDU/s1600/%25C3%25A1gua3.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698700381956501906" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vDdr2Kj8dWM/TxXZzevmcZI/AAAAAAAACU4/ULb56GUljDU/s320/%25C3%25A1gua3.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 233px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Era uma vez uma gotinha de água chamada Azulinha. Era pequena e usava um laço vermelho na cabeça. Mas tinha um problema. Ela não compreendia porque é que algumas das suas amigas estavam a desaparecer. Um dia decidiu perguntar à sua mãe o que se estava a passar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- Mãe, ó mãe!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- Sim, Azulinha, o que se passa?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- Porque é que as minhas amigas gotinhas estão a desaparecer? - perguntou, muito aflita.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- Elas estão a "crescer". Sabes, o calor do sol evapora-as e elas vão para a atmosfera. Lá no céu juntam-se e formam as nuvens. Mas não te preocupes, porque quando as nuvens estiverem muito pesadas as tuas amigas voltam a cair, na forma de chuva, neve ou granizo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- Mãe, que aventura! Parece que sabes muito sobre isto...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- Sim, Azulinha. É que eu já fiz essa viagem muitas vezes. Da última vez, passei por zonas tão frias que caí na forma de neve! É uma sensação muito agradável. Depois derreti e fui parar ao rio que desaguou neste lindo mar, cheio de peixes, algas e areia...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Texto e ilustração: João Baptista - 4.º ano&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5334488103117323439-4839485730547558633?l=eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/feeds/4839485730547558633/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5334488103117323439&amp;postID=4839485730547558633' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/4839485730547558633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/4839485730547558633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/2012/01/aventuras-de-uma-gotinha-de-agua.html' title='AVENTURAS DE UMA GOTINHA DE ÁGUA'/><author><name>JB</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rwcu6JdiSiU/TC-JlxjLgmI/AAAAAAAABBA/YVjywLdAg80/S220/lirio-amarelo-e-borboleta-azul.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vDdr2Kj8dWM/TxXZzevmcZI/AAAAAAAACU4/ULb56GUljDU/s72-c/%25C3%25A1gua3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334488103117323439.post-5101770061696014658</id><published>2012-01-17T19:52:00.002Z</published><updated>2012-01-17T19:53:54.931Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animais'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Estudo do Meio'/><title type='text'>A KIKA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jggMiwZlZf8/TxXNLgO1_oI/AAAAAAAAEj0/H07Tg-aYQrk/s1600/kika2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="277" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jggMiwZlZf8/TxXNLgO1_oI/AAAAAAAAEj0/H07Tg-aYQrk/s320/kika2.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;A Laura e a Kika&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A Kika é o meu animal de estimação. É uma gata e está quase a fazer 2 anos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tem os olhos verdes por fora e pretos por dentro. É mesmo fofa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Eu era para trazer o Lince, o meu gato que é filho da Kika, mas ele assustou-se e quis ficar a passear na rua, mas claro, ele volta para casa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ontem à noite eu não conseguia dormir porque estava tão ansiosa por levar o animal à escola, até fiquei com dor de barriga, mas adormeci.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hoje correu tudo bem e foi bué fixe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Texto: Laura Adriano - 2.º ano&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RHw-wQSwpTA/TxXNM69aYRI/AAAAAAAAEj8/gQ0RjpyUVdI/s1600/kika3.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="256" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RHw-wQSwpTA/TxXNM69aYRI/AAAAAAAAEj8/gQ0RjpyUVdI/s320/kika3.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Os colegas gostaram todos da Kika&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A Kika é fofinha e gira, eu gostei muito de a ver. Tem os olhos verdes, é preta e branca e adora brincar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;No princípio a Kika saltou para cima do quadro e estava a fazer ruídos. Então a Laura disse "anda cá, Kika" e ela portou-se muito bem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tem o pelo macio e os bigodes são grandes e pretos. Repito outra vez, a Kika é muito gira, engraçada e fofinha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Texto: Mariana Carrondo - 2.º ano&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ev3ikWMSsRE/TxXNOC71GAI/AAAAAAAAEkE/6S-0fKT7jrU/s1600/kika4.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="273" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ev3ikWMSsRE/TxXNOC71GAI/AAAAAAAAEkE/6S-0fKT7jrU/s320/kika4.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;No início da sessão a Kika estranhou tanta gente e refugiou-se nos&lt;br /&gt;cartazes colocados em cima do quadro&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&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/5334488103117323439-5101770061696014658?l=eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/feeds/5101770061696014658/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5334488103117323439&amp;postID=5101770061696014658' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/5101770061696014658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/5101770061696014658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/2012/01/kika.html' title='A KIKA'/><author><name>AC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5GzH9xn6-rM/S6UoCgkqaEI/AAAAAAAACUg/DUHdGm_cKDA/S220/gardunha_caminhoromano.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jggMiwZlZf8/TxXNLgO1_oI/AAAAAAAAEj0/H07Tg-aYQrk/s72-c/kika2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334488103117323439.post-2735017614776073769</id><published>2012-01-16T21:01:00.001Z</published><updated>2012-01-16T21:02:59.616Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animais'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Estudo do Meio'/><title type='text'>O FIFI</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XKUJxW9M83A/TxSNu-v0UkI/AAAAAAAAEjk/PJLG7G6FgpI/s1600/Fifi1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="250" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XKUJxW9M83A/TxSNu-v0UkI/AAAAAAAAEjk/PJLG7G6FgpI/s320/Fifi1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;O Fifi&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hoje o meu amigo João Matias trouxe o seu periquito para a escola. Chama-se Fifi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ele tem um ano e come grãos, é granívoro. É uma ave com uma gaiola muito grande e com muito espaço. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;O Fifi é ovíparo e a gaiola tem uma pequena parte para ter os filhos, mas ainda a não usou. O Fifi é muito bonito.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A gaiola tem uma proteção para as penas não saírem e tem um ramo de uma árvore para o periquito poisar e descansar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A meio da aula o Fifi começou a piar e nós começámos a escutar, é muito agradável.&lt;br /&gt;Eu estou a gostar muito de escrever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Texto: Francisco Paulo - 2.º ano&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m4CYRegRmJ8/TxSN0Dh5UbI/AAAAAAAAEjs/hEl1ZzWZQOk/s1600/Fifi3.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="268" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m4CYRegRmJ8/TxSN0Dh5UbI/AAAAAAAAEjs/hEl1ZzWZQOk/s320/Fifi3.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;O João Matias gostou de trazer o Fifi para a escola.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/5334488103117323439-2735017614776073769?l=eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/feeds/2735017614776073769/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5334488103117323439&amp;postID=2735017614776073769' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/2735017614776073769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/2735017614776073769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/2012/01/o-fifi.html' title='O FIFI'/><author><name>AC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5GzH9xn6-rM/S6UoCgkqaEI/AAAAAAAACUg/DUHdGm_cKDA/S220/gardunha_caminhoromano.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XKUJxW9M83A/TxSNu-v0UkI/AAAAAAAAEjk/PJLG7G6FgpI/s72-c/Fifi1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334488103117323439.post-2488259700824118929</id><published>2012-01-16T20:48:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-01-16T20:48:20.098Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Estudo do Meio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Projecto &quot;Cantinho da Ciência&quot;'/><title type='text'>EXPERIÊNCIAS COM ÁGUA - 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Zj_8l75uTWo/TxSKmFMO4QI/AAAAAAAACUs/YpWRkWbZlz4/s1600/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698331815363666178" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Zj_8l75uTWo/TxSKmFMO4QI/AAAAAAAACUs/YpWRkWbZlz4/s320/2.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 236px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Os alunos do 4.º ano, entusiasmados com o estudo do ciclo da água, trouxeram para a sala de aula algumas experiências que se podem fazer utilizando água e outras substâncias.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;O Guilherme Lourenço, vestindo a rigor o traje de cientista, apresentou à turma uma &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;reação química entre o ácido tartárico&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (que se encontra na natureza em muitas plantas, por exemplo na uva, na amora...) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;e o carbonato de sódio &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(sal branco e t&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q9dmC2sZBWk/TxSKhHqgaNI/AAAAAAAACUg/eDdKI9XCBcc/s1600/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698331730128169170" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q9dmC2sZBWk/TxSKhHqgaNI/AAAAAAAACUg/eDdKI9XCBcc/s320/3.jpg" style="cursor: hand; float: right; height: 216px; margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; width: 171px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ranslúcido). Os colegas lá tentavam lançar hipóteses sobre o resultado da experiência. Alguns diziam que a água ia solidificar, outros que a água ia evaporar ou entrar em ebulição... Bem, para averiguar a veracidade das hipóteses apresentadas, o melhor foi mesmo experimentar, observar e tirar as devidas conclusões.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Com todo o cuidado, o Guilherme Lourenço começou por apresentar os materiais/reagentes necessários (copo, agitador, chave de segurança, pipeta, espátula, água, ácido tartárico e carbonato de sódio). Depois, seguiu os passos que passamos a indicar:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;1) Preparar no copo pequeno uma solução de ácido tartárico, juntando a uma pipeta de água uma pequena quantidade de ácido tartárico e mexer bem com o agitador.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;2) Colocar com a espátula no copo pequeno uma pequena quantidade de carbonato de sódio.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;E de olhos postos na mistura realizada, o resultado foram imensas bolhinhas que se formaram pela reação química do dióxido de carbono que se libertou no estado gasoso.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ainda com aquele olhar de "ver para crer", alguns alunos lembraram-se das bolhinhas que costumam encontrar nos refrigerantes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698331634535508434" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZI2hChAD0Vs/TxSKbjjcKdI/AAAAAAAACUU/3Tpq9cCNmzY/s320/1.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 234px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 267px;" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5334488103117323439-2488259700824118929?l=eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/feeds/2488259700824118929/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5334488103117323439&amp;postID=2488259700824118929' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/2488259700824118929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/2488259700824118929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/2012/01/experiencias-com-agua-1.html' title='EXPERIÊNCIAS COM ÁGUA - 1'/><author><name>JB</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rwcu6JdiSiU/TC-JlxjLgmI/AAAAAAAABBA/YVjywLdAg80/S220/lirio-amarelo-e-borboleta-azul.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Zj_8l75uTWo/TxSKmFMO4QI/AAAAAAAACUs/YpWRkWbZlz4/s72-c/2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334488103117323439.post-6810419611798934005</id><published>2012-01-16T19:30:00.004Z</published><updated>2012-01-16T19:54:35.013Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animais'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Estudo do Meio'/><title type='text'>A BIA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9r1wb24NAuk/TxRyRWhcxWI/AAAAAAAAEjM/djl-wlGSwZk/s1600/Bia1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="245" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9r1wb24NAuk/TxRyRWhcxWI/AAAAAAAAEjM/djl-wlGSwZk/s320/Bia1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;O Miguel e a Bia.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hoje, dia 16 de janeiro, o Miguel trouxe-nos uma cadela, a Bia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A Bia é querida. Tem 8 anos, pelo branco e é da raça &lt;i&gt;caniche toy&lt;/i&gt;. Adora brincar com o gato do Miguel, o Migas. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A Bia adora festas e de estar sossegada. O que eu não entendi foi que quando estava para se ir embora começou aos saltos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A Bia é vivípara, quer dizer, nasceu da barriga da mãe, ela é um mamífero. Tem um pelo encaracolado e fofo, como se fosse de ovelha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Na sala quando o Miguel se sentava a Bia sentava-se e ficava sossegada como se estivesse a dormir. A Bia andava por aqui e por ali e não parecia assustada, só queria festas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Lembram-se do Migas? Falei dele mais atrás. Rouba-lhe sempre o lugar, quer dizer, é uma cestinha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A Bia gosta da mãe e do pai do Miguel e, claro, do Miguel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A Bia é muito, mesmo muito querida, fofa e mansa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Adorei esta visita. Até à próxima, Bia!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Texto: Rita Mesquita - 2.º ano&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RSUzfiru63k/TxR6L4oT3zI/AAAAAAAAEjc/l2UlOrN51jM/s1600/Bia3.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="257" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RSUzfiru63k/TxR6L4oT3zI/AAAAAAAAEjc/l2UlOrN51jM/s320/Bia3.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Também na sala do 4.º ano a Bia adorou as festinhas.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Sb396ofKeMA/TxRyYa9vDDI/AAAAAAAAEjU/K-CDJyH2aBU/s1600/Bia3.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&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/5334488103117323439-6810419611798934005?l=eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/feeds/6810419611798934005/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5334488103117323439&amp;postID=6810419611798934005' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/6810419611798934005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/6810419611798934005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/2012/01/bia.html' title='A BIA'/><author><name>AC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5GzH9xn6-rM/S6UoCgkqaEI/AAAAAAAACUg/DUHdGm_cKDA/S220/gardunha_caminhoromano.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9r1wb24NAuk/TxRyRWhcxWI/AAAAAAAAEjM/djl-wlGSwZk/s72-c/Bia1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334488103117323439.post-4335599480105808144</id><published>2012-01-13T21:05:00.003Z</published><updated>2012-01-13T21:45:22.902Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PNL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Projeto &quot;Um livro um tesouro&quot;'/><title type='text'>LEITORES DO TRIMESTRE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ler é expandir e apaziguar a sede de saber.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: x-small;"&gt;AC &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;O Projeto "Um livro, um tesouro", pensado e desenvolvido para, fundamentalmente, estimular os hábitos de leitura entre os nossos alunos, continua a dar cartas. Como é do conhecimento geral, para além da exploração de obras recomendadas pelo Plano Nacional de Leitura, uma das atividades desenvolvidas no âmbito deste projeto é a promoção da leitura domiciliária. Que vai de vento em popa, diga-se, pois o número de livros requisitados na nossa biblioteca é bastante significativo. Para estimular ainda mais esse tipo de leitura instituímos o Prémio Leitor do Trimestre, que visa premiar, em cada turma, os alunos mais assíduos na leitura de livros.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;No 1.º período os contemplados foram: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1.º ano &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fF_JIycQSkI/TxCLdKLOyjI/AAAAAAAAEik/tplsfS9INFg/s1600/1.%25C2%25BA.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fF_JIycQSkI/TxCLdKLOyjI/AAAAAAAAEik/tplsfS9INFg/s320/1.%25C2%25BA.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Leitor do Trimestre&lt;/b&gt; (oferta de um livro)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Daniela Joaquim Lourenço&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; text-align: center;"&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Menções Honrosas&lt;/b&gt; (Diploma)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dinis Lopes Monteiro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;David Emanuel Arribança Oliveira&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Carolina Salvado de Almeida&lt;/div&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;2.º ano&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-l860KV0OHFU/TxCLe7QHJ6I/AAAAAAAAEis/KjWgXcrDzKk/s1600/2.%25C2%25BA.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-l860KV0OHFU/TxCLe7QHJ6I/AAAAAAAAEis/KjWgXcrDzKk/s320/2.%25C2%25BA.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Leitor do Trimestre&lt;/b&gt; (oferta de um livro) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thomaz Francisco Brito Sousa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Menções Honrosas&lt;/b&gt; (Diploma)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Madalena Isabel de Almeida Filipe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rita Lima Rosa Menezes Mesquita&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;André Gonçalves Antunes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rita do Carmo Andrade Duarte&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;3.º ano&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_rzLMwECZUY/TxCLgdGgc_I/AAAAAAAAEi0/sgbGmzNn3C0/s1600/3.%25C2%25BA.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_rzLMwECZUY/TxCLgdGgc_I/AAAAAAAAEi0/sgbGmzNn3C0/s320/3.%25C2%25BA.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Leitor do Trimestre&lt;/b&gt; (oferta de um livro) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ana Rita Silva Matos&lt;/div&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Menções Honrosas&lt;/b&gt; (Diploma)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Beatriz Albino da Costa &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Diogo Gil Antunes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Guilherme Marrucho Silveira (ausente na foto)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;4.º ano&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XO8DPyFjJM8/TxCLifMZbUI/AAAAAAAAEi8/GlJHi-6Fw20/s1600/4.%25C2%25BA.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XO8DPyFjJM8/TxCLifMZbUI/AAAAAAAAEi8/GlJHi-6Fw20/s320/4.%25C2%25BA.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Leitor do Trimestre&lt;/b&gt; (oferta de um livro)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pedro Miguel Nunes Melfe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Menções Honrosas&lt;/b&gt; (Diploma)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ana Catarina Batista Ribeiro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;João Manuel Silva Franco&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ema Bianca Brito Albino &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;E pronto, resta deixar os parabéns aos vencedores, marcando desde já encontro para o próximo trimestre. Até lá, boas leituras!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5334488103117323439-4335599480105808144?l=eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/feeds/4335599480105808144/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5334488103117323439&amp;postID=4335599480105808144' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/4335599480105808144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/4335599480105808144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/2012/01/leitores-do-trimestre.html' title='LEITORES DO TRIMESTRE'/><author><name>AC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5GzH9xn6-rM/S6UoCgkqaEI/AAAAAAAACUg/DUHdGm_cKDA/S220/gardunha_caminhoromano.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fF_JIycQSkI/TxCLdKLOyjI/AAAAAAAAEik/tplsfS9INFg/s72-c/1.%25C2%25BA.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334488103117323439.post-7268937898262522168</id><published>2012-01-13T16:46:00.003Z</published><updated>2012-01-13T16:56:50.710Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animais'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Estudo do Meio'/><title type='text'>O PICASSO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-al08ny3rErU/TxBXF9glInI/AAAAAAAAEiE/fepu2aRyeRo/s1600/Picasso3.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" kba="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-al08ny3rErU/TxBXF9glInI/AAAAAAAAEiE/fepu2aRyeRo/s320/Picasso3.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;A Madalena e o Picasso.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;﻿- O meu gato chama-se Picasso, que é o nome de um pintor, é de raça siamesa e tem 7 meses. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Foi assim que a Madalena começou a apresentação do seu gato, com um tom de voz bem elucidativo do quanto ela gosta dele. E continuou: &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: justify;"&gt;- Apareceu lá em casa quando tinha dois meses e não se sabe a quem pertencia. Deve ter sido abandonado. Nós cuidámos dele e agora vive connosco.&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: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&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: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;﻿﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-45pPBwBdJ54/TxBXiTZJVXI/AAAAAAAAEiM/r4aNVE7USVE/s1600/Picasso4.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" kba="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-45pPBwBdJ54/TxBXiTZJVXI/AAAAAAAAEiM/r4aNVE7USVE/s320/Picasso4.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;O Picasso a explorar os cantos da sala.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&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: justify;"&gt;﻿Os colegas observavam o luzidio siamês e mal ouviam a colega. Queriam, nitidamente, fazer uma festinha ao gato, e a Madalena fez-lhes a vontade.&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: justify;"&gt;As perguntas que se seguiram permitiram&amp;nbsp;que a&amp;nbsp;Madalena esclarecesse algumas particularidades do seu bichano: a higiene, a alimentação, a reprodução, as características físicas. E ainda deu tempo para a sua mãe mostrar à atenta plateia a forma de se imobilizar um gato.&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: justify;"&gt;Madalena, deste um exemplo perfeito de como um animal abandonado pode ser resgatado e ser feliz. Obrigado.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;﻿﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IhbFKiWHhDo/TxBZVQVfkXI/AAAAAAAAEic/nX5zjDCRC_o/s1600/Picasso2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" kba="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IhbFKiWHhDo/TxBZVQVfkXI/AAAAAAAAEic/nX5zjDCRC_o/s320/Picasso2.JPG" width="252" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;A mãe da Madalena explicou, perante o espanto &lt;br /&gt;geral,&amp;nbsp;como se imobiliza um gato.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿﻿ &lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5334488103117323439-7268937898262522168?l=eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/feeds/7268937898262522168/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5334488103117323439&amp;postID=7268937898262522168' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/7268937898262522168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/7268937898262522168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/2012/01/o-picasso.html' title='O PICASSO'/><author><name>AC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5GzH9xn6-rM/S6UoCgkqaEI/AAAAAAAACUg/DUHdGm_cKDA/S220/gardunha_caminhoromano.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-al08ny3rErU/TxBXF9glInI/AAAAAAAAEiE/fepu2aRyeRo/s72-c/Picasso3.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334488103117323439.post-1374729901630431215</id><published>2012-01-12T22:07:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-01-12T22:07:32.378Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animais'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Estudo do Meio'/><title type='text'>UMA TARDE INESQUECÍVEL!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: auto; visibility: visible; width: 390px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;embed align="middle" allowscriptaccess="sameDomain" bgcolor="#000000" flashvars="ql=2&amp;amp;src1=http://pic80.picturetrail.com/VOL1956/12019581/flicks/1/8693967" height="300" name="zoom_and_fade" quality="high" src="http://flash.picturetrail.com/pflicks/3/spflick.swf" style="height: 300px; width: 390px;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="390" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&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&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5334488103117323439-1374729901630431215?l=eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/feeds/1374729901630431215/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5334488103117323439&amp;postID=1374729901630431215' title='9 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/1374729901630431215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/1374729901630431215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/2012/01/uma-tarde-inesquecivel.html' title='UMA TARDE INESQUECÍVEL!'/><author><name>JB</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rwcu6JdiSiU/TC-JlxjLgmI/AAAAAAAABBA/YVjywLdAg80/S220/lirio-amarelo-e-borboleta-azul.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334488103117323439.post-1794449559499927406</id><published>2012-01-12T21:41:00.008Z</published><updated>2012-01-15T16:09:36.124Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animais'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Estudo do Meio'/><title type='text'>O BRUKI</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zGC57wwEZ-M/Tw9PLqT_IeI/AAAAAAAAEhs/E2nx4nQ_uVM/s1600/Brookie1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zGC57wwEZ-M/Tw9PLqT_IeI/AAAAAAAAEhs/E2nx4nQ_uVM/s320/Brookie1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;O Francisco Araújo montado no Bruki.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: justify;"&gt;Há dias assim, em que tudo se parece conjugar para que nos sintamos encantados com a vida. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: justify;"&gt;Na senda da vinda à escola dos animais que cada aluno tem em casa, hoje calhou a vez ao Francisco Araújo, que convenceu a família a levar para a escola o Bruki, um garboso cavalo cruzado de raça lusitana.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Antes da chegada do cavalo notava-se a impaciência nos nossos pequenos. Depois, com a sua vinda, soltou-se um festival de emoções - muito boas, por sinal - em que ninguém conseguia esconder o entusiasmo. Até os adultos pareciam cri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;anças.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EAmRKFTUZc0/Tw9PQ-4lEPI/AAAAAAAAEh0/O1v_3xnYm0Q/s1600/Brookie2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="244" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EAmRKFTUZc0/Tw9PQ-4lEPI/AAAAAAAAEh0/O1v_3xnYm0Q/s320/Brookie2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;O pai do Francisco, sempre preocupado com a pedagogia do evento.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;O pai do Francisco trazia a lição bem preparada, e começou por fazer uma breve resenha da história do cavalo. Depois..., bem, depois não há palavras para descrever o que se passou. Toda a gente teve direito a montar o Bruki, que se revelou de uma docilidade exemplar, e no fim todos queriam mais. Mas não podia ser, pois o tempo, quando nos estamos a divertir, esfuma-se num ápice. Sobrou apenas o necessário para cada um fazer uma festinha e, com muita pena de todos, lá tivemos que nos despedir do Bruki.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;O nosso muito obrigado ao Francisco Araújo e ao seu pai, que teve uma enorme paciência para lidar com o entusiasmo de quarenta e tal miúdos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Foi bom, muito bom. Como se disse a abrir o post, há dias em que tudo se conjuga para nos encantarmos com a vida. E isso não tem preço.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SBcVG2XFtqc/Tw9PSc8QawI/AAAAAAAAEh8/Nuu2VpJkwrw/s1600/Brookie3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="245" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SBcVG2XFtqc/Tw9PSc8QawI/AAAAAAAAEh8/Nuu2VpJkwrw/s320/Brookie3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Até a Madalena, sempre tão contida, se deixou entusiasmar com o Bruki.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Porque esta atividade o justifica plenamente, iremos publicar um post com as imagens de todos os alunos.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5334488103117323439-1794449559499927406?l=eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/feeds/1794449559499927406/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5334488103117323439&amp;postID=1794449559499927406' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/1794449559499927406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/1794449559499927406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/2012/01/o-brookie.html' title='O BRUKI'/><author><name>AC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5GzH9xn6-rM/S6UoCgkqaEI/AAAAAAAACUg/DUHdGm_cKDA/S220/gardunha_caminhoromano.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zGC57wwEZ-M/Tw9PLqT_IeI/AAAAAAAAEhs/E2nx4nQ_uVM/s72-c/Brookie1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334488103117323439.post-628179816971986544</id><published>2012-01-12T20:52:00.004Z</published><updated>2012-01-12T20:55:42.101Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Janeiras'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Natal'/><title type='text'>JANEIRAS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sh0xJiJpc5Q/Tw9A4lIsP3I/AAAAAAAAEhk/0kuEbNSgOAQ/s1600/Janeiras.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sh0xJiJpc5Q/Tw9A4lIsP3I/AAAAAAAAEhk/0kuEbNSgOAQ/s200/Janeiras.jpg" width="164" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Janeiro é tempo de Janeiras. Numa ou outra aldeia há quem as cante, não se importando com o frio da noite. Contudo, a tradição já não é o que era!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Os alunos do 3.º ano escreveram esta letra. Vamos tentar arranjar uma música?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Graça Abrantes &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;Vamos cantar as Janeiras&lt;br /&gt;Nesta noite de luar &lt;br /&gt;No meio de muita alegria&lt;br /&gt;Vamos cantar e tocar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;Levante-se lá, senhor António&lt;br /&gt;Do seu cómodo sofá&lt;br /&gt;Venha-nos dar as Janeiras&lt;br /&gt;Bolos e chá.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;Viva lá, dona Sara&lt;br /&gt;Senhora muito vaidosa&lt;br /&gt;Dê-nos alguma coisa&lt;br /&gt;A senhora é muito bondosa.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Levanta-te meu amigo Zé&lt;br /&gt;Da tua cama quentinha&lt;br /&gt;Não sejas dorminhoco&lt;br /&gt;Dá-nos alguma coisa docinha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;Olá amiga Eduarda&lt;br /&gt;Deixa lá a televisão &lt;br /&gt;Vai lá à cozinha&lt;br /&gt;E traz-nos um chourição.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;Para toda a família&lt;br /&gt;Desejamos um Feliz Ano Novo&lt;br /&gt;Com saúde, paz e amor&lt;br /&gt;Para vocês e todo o povo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Trabalho coletivo - 3.º ano&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Ilustração: Ana Rita - 3.º ano&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/5334488103117323439-628179816971986544?l=eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/feeds/628179816971986544/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5334488103117323439&amp;postID=628179816971986544' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/628179816971986544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/628179816971986544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/2012/01/janeiras.html' title='JANEIRAS'/><author><name>AC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5GzH9xn6-rM/S6UoCgkqaEI/AAAAAAAACUg/DUHdGm_cKDA/S220/gardunha_caminhoromano.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sh0xJiJpc5Q/Tw9A4lIsP3I/AAAAAAAAEhk/0kuEbNSgOAQ/s72-c/Janeiras.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334488103117323439.post-125428409779709267</id><published>2012-01-11T20:42:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-01-11T20:42:44.854Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animais'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Estudo do Meio'/><title type='text'>O GINJA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jkCc2v9cRCM/Tw2wMFh51YI/AAAAAAAAEhc/VrqYQt4gdf4/s1600/Ginja2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="270" kba="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jkCc2v9cRCM/Tw2wMFh51YI/AAAAAAAAEhc/VrqYQt4gdf4/s320/Ginja2.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-color: -moz-use-text-color; border-style: none; border-width: medium; clear: both; color: white; text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-color: -moz-use-text-color; border-style: none; border-width: medium; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;E se, de repente,&amp;nbsp;o vosso espaço&amp;nbsp;fosse "invadido" por uma criatura saltitona, brincalhona, e muito amante de festinhas? Rendiam-se, não é? Foi o que aconteceu hoje na nossa escola quando&amp;nbsp;o Ginja, o cão do Francisco Paulo, entrou na sala de aula e, de pronto, cativou os alunos com a sua meiguice e disposição para a brincadeira.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-color: -moz-use-text-color; border-style: none; border-width: medium; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;O Francisco, contentíssimo por poder mostrar o cão aos colegas, desdobrou-se em explicações, não se coibindo de narrar as peripécias da curta vida do Ginja. Sim, curta, porque o Ginja, um belo exemplar da raça labrador, tem apenas quatro meses de idade. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-color: -moz-use-text-color; border-style: none; border-width: medium; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Após responder às perguntas dos colegas e deixar que interagissem com o cão, o Francisco foi mostrá-lo à turma do 4.º ano. E também aqui o interesse foi evidente.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-color: -moz-use-text-color; border-style: none; border-width: medium; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Obrigado, Francisco, e cuida bem do Ginja! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-color: -moz-use-text-color; border-style: none; border-width: medium; clear: both; color: white; text-align: justify;"&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u9FDFIRs9UE/Tw2v96hZIFI/AAAAAAAAEhU/olisOJLXsjw/s1600/Ginja1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="249" kba="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u9FDFIRs9UE/Tw2v96hZIFI/AAAAAAAAEhU/olisOJLXsjw/s320/Ginja1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-color: -moz-use-text-color; border-style: none; border-width: medium; clear: both; color: white; text-align: center;"&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/5334488103117323439-125428409779709267?l=eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/feeds/125428409779709267/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5334488103117323439&amp;postID=125428409779709267' title='11 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/125428409779709267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/125428409779709267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/2012/01/o-ginja.html' title='O GINJA'/><author><name>AC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5GzH9xn6-rM/S6UoCgkqaEI/AAAAAAAACUg/DUHdGm_cKDA/S220/gardunha_caminhoromano.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jkCc2v9cRCM/Tw2wMFh51YI/AAAAAAAAEhc/VrqYQt4gdf4/s72-c/Ginja2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334488103117323439.post-7474954804156914979</id><published>2012-01-11T20:09:00.003Z</published><updated>2012-01-11T20:13:22.984Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Estudo do Meio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Projeto Planeta Azul'/><title type='text'>CICLO DA ÁGUA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HH5E92lyzIE/Tw3haQesaSI/AAAAAAAACUI/9c6kdO-vMgY/s1600/ciclo%2B%25C3%25A1gua.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696456944910100770" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HH5E92lyzIE/Tw3haQesaSI/AAAAAAAACUI/9c6kdO-vMgY/s320/ciclo%2B%25C3%25A1gua.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 235px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A maior parte da água na Terra está no estado líquido e encontra-se nos lagos, rios, mares, oceanos... Quando há um aquecimento do ar, a água que se encontra no estado líquido passa ao estado gasoso, isto é, evapora. A este fenómeno dá-se o nome de evaporação.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Na atmosfera existe sempre vapor de água. Ele não desaparece mas muda de estado. Um dos fenómenos é a condensação, a mudança do estado gasoso para o estado líquido. Há condensação: na formação de nuvens (o vapor de água encontra uma zona fria e forma gotas que ficam suspensas no ar); na formação de nevoeiro (o vapor de água forma-se junto à superfície da terra) e na formação de orvalho (o vapor de água encontra superfícies arrefecidas e forma pequenas gotas de água).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Quando as nuvens ficam pesadas, as gotas de água caem sob a forma de chuva, neve ou granizo. A este fenómeno chama-se precipitação. É quando as temperaturas são muito baixas que as gotículas de água podem solidificar, (passam do estado líquido a sólido), originando a neve ou o granizo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A água muda continuamente de lugar e de estado, dando voltas como se fosse uma roda. A essa viagem chama-se &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ciclo da água&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;iframe frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/jcvNDY7O1mI" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Texto coletivo - 4.º ano&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Ilustração: Beatriz Mendes - 4.º ano&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #f3f3f3; color: white; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5334488103117323439-7474954804156914979?l=eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/feeds/7474954804156914979/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5334488103117323439&amp;postID=7474954804156914979' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/7474954804156914979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/7474954804156914979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/2012/01/ciclo-da-agua.html' title='CICLO DA ÁGUA'/><author><name>JB</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rwcu6JdiSiU/TC-JlxjLgmI/AAAAAAAABBA/YVjywLdAg80/S220/lirio-amarelo-e-borboleta-azul.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HH5E92lyzIE/Tw3haQesaSI/AAAAAAAACUI/9c6kdO-vMgY/s72-c/ciclo%2B%25C3%25A1gua.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334488103117323439.post-4839041740580863342</id><published>2012-01-10T22:06:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-01-10T22:06:13.179Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animais'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Estudo do Meio'/><title type='text'>O ROMEU</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6vO3v7TReL8/TwyyIJL7-LI/AAAAAAAAEhE/01-kWqbM2Qw/s1600/Romeu2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6vO3v7TReL8/TwyyIJL7-LI/AAAAAAAAEhE/01-kWqbM2Qw/s320/Romeu2.JPG" width="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Quando o Romeu entrou na sala, por volta das três da tarde, os murmúrios de admiração fizeram-se sentir de imediato. A Rita Duarte, a dona do animal, bem se esforçava por falar das características do canídeo, mas os colegas não conseguiam tirar os olhos e as mãos de animal tão sedutor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- Oh, é tão fofinho! - era a frase mais ouvida.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Por fim a Rita lá conseguiu dizer que o cão era da raça Bichon maltês, chamava-se Romeu e tinha 1 ano de idade. Falou também do tipo de alimentação e de outras coisas, mas os colegas estavam desejosos de interagir com o cão, e não descansaram enquanto não se aproximaram para lhe fazer uma festinha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;O Romeu pareceu ter engraçado com o Francisco Paulo, cheirando-o de todas as formas e feitios. Talvez fosse do aroma do seu cão, o Ginja, que amanhã nos vai visitar. O Francisco gostou da companhia, só não achou muita piada quando o Romeu decidiu fazer chichi junto à sua mesa. Um episódio para, com toda a certeza, mais tarde recordar com umas boas risadas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;E assim, dia após dia, se vai enchendo a nossa arca de Noé. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QfWCXI1Wm5I/TwyyMfAmDJI/AAAAAAAAEhM/sagQism7SAk/s1600/Romeu1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QfWCXI1Wm5I/TwyyMfAmDJI/AAAAAAAAEhM/sagQism7SAk/s320/Romeu1.JPG" width="268" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5334488103117323439-4839041740580863342?l=eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/feeds/4839041740580863342/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5334488103117323439&amp;postID=4839041740580863342' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/4839041740580863342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/4839041740580863342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/2012/01/o-romeu.html' title='O ROMEU'/><author><name>AC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5GzH9xn6-rM/S6UoCgkqaEI/AAAAAAAACUg/DUHdGm_cKDA/S220/gardunha_caminhoromano.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6vO3v7TReL8/TwyyIJL7-LI/AAAAAAAAEhE/01-kWqbM2Qw/s72-c/Romeu2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334488103117323439.post-6843382655586988345</id><published>2012-01-10T21:46:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-01-10T21:46:02.321Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aniversários'/><title type='text'>PARABÉNS, JOÃO MANUEL!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="background-color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GdqN6fI-L3E/TwywZSdrL8I/AAAAAAAACT8/pZ5lgn_SJrQ/s1600/DSC04092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696121577216356290" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GdqN6fI-L3E/TwywZSdrL8I/AAAAAAAACT8/pZ5lgn_SJrQ/s320/DSC04092.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 297px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 272px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Entre as mais variadas formas de conviver e de partilhar momentos, os aniversários serão sempre registos que se vão guardando na memória de um tempo que segue sempre o seu caminho. Ano após ano, as nossas &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-65t0ILhTZG8/TwytOen02QI/AAAAAAAACTk/KGavDpBeFAo/s1600/DSC04093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696118092966713602" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-65t0ILhTZG8/TwytOen02QI/AAAAAAAACTk/KGavDpBeFAo/s320/DSC04093.jpg" style="cursor: hand; float: right; height: 130px; margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; width: 121px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;crianças fazem questão de viverem estas datas festivas de forma sempre animada e saudável. E hoje, quem mostrou o seu contentamento foi o João Manuel que perfez 10 anos. "Já vivemos uma década", dizem eles, e é bem verdade!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;O João Manuel, de olhos postos num delicioso bolo de chocolate caseiro, sorriu, deixando transparecer um doce olhar de criança que, por vezes, esconde no seu ar traquinas e brincalhão. Força para soprar as velas não lhe faltou, disso não há dúvidas! Que sejas muito feliz!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Parabéns, João Manuel!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/5334488103117323439-6843382655586988345?l=eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/feeds/6843382655586988345/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5334488103117323439&amp;postID=6843382655586988345' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/6843382655586988345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/6843382655586988345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/2012/01/parabens-joao-manuel.html' title='PARABÉNS, JOÃO MANUEL!'/><author><name>JB</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rwcu6JdiSiU/TC-JlxjLgmI/AAAAAAAABBA/YVjywLdAg80/S220/lirio-amarelo-e-borboleta-azul.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GdqN6fI-L3E/TwywZSdrL8I/AAAAAAAACT8/pZ5lgn_SJrQ/s72-c/DSC04092.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334488103117323439.post-7503089879540651868</id><published>2012-01-10T20:41:00.005Z</published><updated>2012-01-10T20:45:02.028Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Língua Portuguesa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Projeto &quot;Aprender e Inovar com TIC&quot;'/><title type='text'>RECURSO MULTIMÉDIA - "VAMOS ESCREVER"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--cuQBcSYmwc/Twygq28B0UI/AAAAAAAACTM/DfZ85MhA-lM/s1600/DSC04068.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696104286879076674" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--cuQBcSYmwc/Twygq28B0UI/AAAAAAAACTM/DfZ85MhA-lM/s320/DSC04068.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 250px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Os alunos do 4.º ano continuam a desenvolver competências e a adquirir conhecimentos no âmbito do Projeto "Aprender e Inovar com TIC". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ontem, foi-lhes dado a conhecer um dos recursos multimédia que se encontra disponível na página do &lt;a href="http://www.dgidc.min-edu.pt/recursos_multimedia/"&gt;Ministério da Educação&lt;/a&gt;. Entre outros, o &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;"Vamos Escrever"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; é um projeto de escrita interativa que permite aos alunos contar histórias com imagens, &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SORZ9Bb5vag/Twyh8KS8yFI/AAAAAAAACTY/h6UqyLTAp4s/s1600/DSC04076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696105683644893266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SORZ9Bb5vag/Twyh8KS8yFI/AAAAAAAACTY/h6UqyLTAp4s/s320/DSC04076.JPG" style="cursor: hand; float: right; height: 125px; margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; width: 161px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;fazer uma revista, escrever uma peça de teatro e praticar jogos de palavras. Selecionando o tópico "Jogos de palavras", os alunos foram desafiados a escrever um acróstico com o seu nome. Associada à palavra "computador", a escrita ganha assim uma motivação natural e lúdica.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;E assim se vão diversificando as estratégias proporcionando um trabalho interdisciplinar e dando um caráter mais aliciante a tarefas, neste caso, da Língua Portuguesa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/5334488103117323439-7503089879540651868?l=eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/feeds/7503089879540651868/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5334488103117323439&amp;postID=7503089879540651868' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/7503089879540651868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/7503089879540651868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/2012/01/recurso-multimedia-vamos-escrever.html' title='RECURSO MULTIMÉDIA - &quot;VAMOS ESCREVER&quot;'/><author><name>JB</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rwcu6JdiSiU/TC-JlxjLgmI/AAAAAAAABBA/YVjywLdAg80/S220/lirio-amarelo-e-borboleta-azul.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--cuQBcSYmwc/Twygq28B0UI/AAAAAAAACTM/DfZ85MhA-lM/s72-c/DSC04068.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334488103117323439.post-2258775752757054911</id><published>2012-01-10T19:26:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-01-10T19:26:53.372Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animais'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Estudo do Meio'/><title type='text'>SISSI</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KIwUL_50uxU/TwyOTeKs0pI/AAAAAAAAEgs/iWETwIWYMe0/s1600/Sissi1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KIwUL_50uxU/TwyOTeKs0pI/AAAAAAAAEgs/iWETwIWYMe0/s320/Sissi1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dando o melhor seguimento à proposta de trazer para a escola os seus animais de estimação, hoje fomos visitados por um peixe e um cão. Comecemos pelo peixe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;O Micael disse que iria trazer um gato, mas na impossibilidade de o fazer - o gato recusou "viajar" para a escola - acabou por trazer o Sissi, um bonito peixe de tons alaranjados.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A curiosidade de sempre, as necessárias apresentações por parte do dono do animal - como se chama, de que se alimenta, como se reproduz, como se desloca... - as perguntas da praxe. Depois o (ou a?) Sissi foi atentamente observado, com um ou outro a deixar escapar que também iriam ter um peixe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;E assim se vão ilustrando as nossas aulas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FqUgcrGh-0A/TwyOO3Tui1I/AAAAAAAAEgk/ptitElA57v0/s1600/Sissi2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FqUgcrGh-0A/TwyOO3Tui1I/AAAAAAAAEgk/ptitElA57v0/s320/Sissi2.JPG" width="258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5334488103117323439-2258775752757054911?l=eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/feeds/2258775752757054911/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5334488103117323439&amp;postID=2258775752757054911' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/2258775752757054911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/2258775752757054911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/2012/01/sissi.html' title='SISSI'/><author><name>AC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5GzH9xn6-rM/S6UoCgkqaEI/AAAAAAAACUg/DUHdGm_cKDA/S220/gardunha_caminhoromano.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KIwUL_50uxU/TwyOTeKs0pI/AAAAAAAAEgs/iWETwIWYMe0/s72-c/Sissi1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334488103117323439.post-2009292146796285527</id><published>2012-01-09T20:18:00.002Z</published><updated>2012-01-09T21:48:12.612Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animais'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Estudo do Meio'/><title type='text'>A SCOLLY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wV-LL4n0HT0/TwtFypA7GHI/AAAAAAAAEgc/xhfZqSUpnjY/s1600/Rola1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wV-LL4n0HT0/TwtFypA7GHI/AAAAAAAAEgc/xhfZqSUpnjY/s320/Rola1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Uma escola é um local de múltiplas aprendizagens, feitas das mais diversas formas, e onde se pretende que o aluno não seja sujeito passivo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hoje, a propósito do estudo dos animais, a Rita Mesquita levou consigo a Scolly, uma elegante rola que ocupou o espaço central da aula.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A Rita fez questão de fornecer aos colegas, do 2.º e 4.º anos, algumas informações sobre a rolinha: o nome, as características, como se alimenta, como se reproduz...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Os colegas, que aderiram por completo à iniciativa, fizeram perguntas e mais perguntas. Alguns, mais entusiasmados, quiseram falar dos animais que têm em casa, mas acabaram por entender que a estrela de hoje era mesmo a Scolly. E foi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Nos próximos dias novos animais chegarão à escola: cães, gatos, peixes e até um cavalo. Com ou sem Arca de Noé, o que interessa é que eles aprendam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ClFYgGzLwtA/TwtFuRQvb-I/AAAAAAAAEgU/oSeaywzE-zA/s1600/Rola2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="253" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ClFYgGzLwtA/TwtFuRQvb-I/AAAAAAAAEgU/oSeaywzE-zA/s320/Rola2.jpg" width="320" /&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/5334488103117323439-2009292146796285527?l=eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/feeds/2009292146796285527/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5334488103117323439&amp;postID=2009292146796285527' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/2009292146796285527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/2009292146796285527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/2012/01/scolly.html' title='A SCOLLY'/><author><name>AC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5GzH9xn6-rM/S6UoCgkqaEI/AAAAAAAACUg/DUHdGm_cKDA/S220/gardunha_caminhoromano.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wV-LL4n0HT0/TwtFypA7GHI/AAAAAAAAEgc/xhfZqSUpnjY/s72-c/Rola1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334488103117323439.post-6581209417119345670</id><published>2012-01-06T23:01:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-01-06T23:01:46.432Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Projeto Planeta Azul'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Natal'/><title type='text'>CONCURSO DE PRESÉPIOS - ENTREGA DE PRÉMIOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dia de Reis. Para além dos costumes que caracterizam este dia, na nossa escola, ele será também recordado como o dia da entrega de prémios do concurso de presépios do Natal 2011. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A cerimónia decorreu pela manhã no pavilhão da ADCRAJ onde reunimos todos os alunos da escola. O evento teve início com a entoação da canção dos Reis, à qual se seguiu a entrega dos prémios e o&amp;nbsp;adoçar do acontecimento com o delicioso e tradicional bolo-rei.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Para satisfação dos alunos, todos foram premiados&amp;nbsp;embora este ano fossem selecionados pelos membros do júri 3 presépios vencedores e atribuídas 11 menções honrosas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed align="middle" allowscriptaccess="sameDomain" bgcolor="#000000" flashvars="ql=2&amp;amp;src1=http://pic80.picturetrail.com/VOL1956/12019581/flicks/1/8690763" height="300" name="floating_pics" quality="high" src="http://flash.picturetrail.com/pflicks/3/spflick.swf" style="height: 300px; width: 390px;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="390" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pelo terceiro ano consecutivo, esta iniciativa continua a ser recebida com grande entusiasmo e muita satisfação, e isto é notório pela quantidade e qualidade dos presépios apresentados a concurso. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Todos estão de parabéns, disso não temos dúvida, e agradecemos a colaboração&amp;nbsp;dos membros do júri que teve entre mãos uma tarefa nada fácil!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;O sorriso, a alegria e aquele brilhozinho nos olhos dos nossos alunos não enganam e é esse&amp;nbsp;contentamento, vivido hoje na nossa escola, que aqui partilhamos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5334488103117323439-6581209417119345670?l=eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/feeds/6581209417119345670/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5334488103117323439&amp;postID=6581209417119345670' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/6581209417119345670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/6581209417119345670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/2012/01/concurso-de-presepios-entrega-de.html' title='CONCURSO DE PRESÉPIOS - ENTREGA DE PRÉMIOS'/><author><name>JB</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rwcu6JdiSiU/TC-JlxjLgmI/AAAAAAAABBA/YVjywLdAg80/S220/lirio-amarelo-e-borboleta-azul.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334488103117323439.post-3670200985164390699</id><published>2012-01-05T22:14:00.005Z</published><updated>2012-01-05T22:49:29.574Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aniversários'/><title type='text'>PARABÉNS, LEONOR DOMINGUES!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4h5YJ6frjxc/TwYhRb0sPgI/AAAAAAAACR8/6Linrm4DnGU/s1600/DSC01647.JPG" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 243px; HEIGHT: 290px" border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4h5YJ6frjxc/TwYhRb0sPgI/AAAAAAAACR8/6Linrm4DnGU/s320/DSC01647.JPG" width="245" height="320" rea="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;Estamos de regresso! As aulas recomeçaram na passada terça-feira e enquanto se retoma o ritmo do trabalho escolar há outros motivos que alegram a presença das &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lUFoHFDqgxY/TwYoLT7moWI/AAAAAAAACSQ/KnYbPGtwqlk/s1600/DSC01648.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 146px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 132px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694282953650512226" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lUFoHFDqgxY/TwYoLT7moWI/AAAAAAAACSQ/KnYbPGtwqlk/s320/DSC01648.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;nossas crianças. Entre eles, estão os aniversários! É verdade, no dia 3 de janeiro, a Leonor Domingues festejou o seu 10.º aniversário junto dos colegas da escola. As velas que iluminam as estrelas que enfeitam o bolo foram sopradas com a ternura que caracteriza a Leonor, sempre bem disposta e muito amiga do seu amigo. São sempre momentos muito animados e eles não perdem a oportunidade de mostrar o seu contentamento. Que haja sempre estrelinhas a brilhar pela tua vida fora! Parabéns, Leonor Domingues!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5334488103117323439-3670200985164390699?l=eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/feeds/3670200985164390699/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5334488103117323439&amp;postID=3670200985164390699' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/3670200985164390699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/3670200985164390699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/2012/01/parabens-leonor-domingues.html' title='PARABÉNS, LEONOR DOMINGUES!'/><author><name>JB</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rwcu6JdiSiU/TC-JlxjLgmI/AAAAAAAABBA/YVjywLdAg80/S220/lirio-amarelo-e-borboleta-azul.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4h5YJ6frjxc/TwYhRb0sPgI/AAAAAAAACR8/6Linrm4DnGU/s72-c/DSC01647.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334488103117323439.post-4248703352594972627</id><published>2011-12-21T22:09:00.003Z</published><updated>2011-12-21T22:13:39.240Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Natal'/><title type='text'>BOAS FESTAS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WMFCJYPxhHY/TvJX4_4nkFI/AAAAAAAAEf4/tZNM1WFQY18/s1600/cart%25C3%25A3o2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WMFCJYPxhHY/TvJX4_4nkFI/AAAAAAAAEf4/tZNM1WFQY18/s320/cart%25C3%25A3o2.jpg" width="232" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #bf9000; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #7f6000;"&gt;Os alunos,  professores e assistentes operacionais da Escola EB1 Aldeia de  Joanes desejam a toda a comunidade um&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Natal&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #7f6000;"&gt;com muita&lt;/span&gt; saúde, paz e harmonia&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #7f6000;"&gt;e  um&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Ano Novo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #7f6000;"&gt;com&lt;/span&gt; esperança &lt;span style="color: #7f6000;"&gt;no futuro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #bf9000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-size: small;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&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/5334488103117323439-4248703352594972627?l=eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/feeds/4248703352594972627/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5334488103117323439&amp;postID=4248703352594972627' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/4248703352594972627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/4248703352594972627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/2011/12/boas-festas.html' title='BOAS FESTAS'/><author><name>AC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5GzH9xn6-rM/S6UoCgkqaEI/AAAAAAAACUg/DUHdGm_cKDA/S220/gardunha_caminhoromano.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WMFCJYPxhHY/TvJX4_4nkFI/AAAAAAAAEf4/tZNM1WFQY18/s72-c/cart%25C3%25A3o2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334488103117323439.post-3985644396659966968</id><published>2011-12-21T21:51:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-12-21T21:52:30.352Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Projecto Crescer de Mãos Dadas'/><title type='text'>CRESCER DE MÃOS DADAS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nPtud-KKI1A/TvJTg_Rv6KI/AAAAAAAAEfs/QIegFWJx-JM/s1600/Crescer2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="280" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nPtud-KKI1A/TvJTg_Rv6KI/AAAAAAAAEfs/QIegFWJx-JM/s320/Crescer2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;No âmbito do projeto " Crescer de Mãos Dadas", o Jardim de Infância e a turma do 1º ano da EB1 de Aldeia de Joanes realizaram a atividade promotora da leitura, inserida no PNL, com a &amp;nbsp;apresentação da história de Marcelle Vérrité “O Rei, o Urso, e o Ouriço” com o apoio dos instrumentos de mediação de leitura &amp;nbsp;- fantoches.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Posteriormente foi feito o registo gráfico através da escolha e seleção individual das diferentes etapas da história com o objetivo da construção de um livro por cada turma e respetiva encadernação e ilustração.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K-zr0TIrFqc/TvJTfdclqmI/AAAAAAAAEfo/Y-mq2gxEs14/s1600/Crescer1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K-zr0TIrFqc/TvJTfdclqmI/AAAAAAAAEfo/Y-mq2gxEs14/s320/Crescer1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;Fátima Matos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5334488103117323439-3985644396659966968?l=eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/feeds/3985644396659966968/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5334488103117323439&amp;postID=3985644396659966968' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/3985644396659966968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/3985644396659966968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/2011/12/crescer-de-maos-dadas.html' title='CRESCER DE MÃOS DADAS'/><author><name>AC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5GzH9xn6-rM/S6UoCgkqaEI/AAAAAAAACUg/DUHdGm_cKDA/S220/gardunha_caminhoromano.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nPtud-KKI1A/TvJTg_Rv6KI/AAAAAAAAEfs/QIegFWJx-JM/s72-c/Crescer2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334488103117323439.post-3088933687843823376</id><published>2011-12-16T22:35:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-12-16T22:36:33.061Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Natal'/><title type='text'>FESTA DE NATAL</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: auto; WIDTH: 390px; VISIBILITY: visible"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 390px; HEIGHT: 300px" height="300" name="zoom_and_fade" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" align="middle" width="390" src="http://flash.picturetrail.com/pflicks/3/spflick.swf" allowscriptaccess="sameDomain" bgcolor="#000000" wmode="transparent" flashvars="ql=2&amp;amp;src1=http://pic80.picturetrail.com/VOL1956/12019581/flicks/1/8680514" quality="high"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/5334488103117323439-3088933687843823376?l=eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/feeds/3088933687843823376/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5334488103117323439&amp;postID=3088933687843823376' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/3088933687843823376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/3088933687843823376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/2011/12/festa-de-natal.html' title='FESTA DE NATAL'/><author><name>JB</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rwcu6JdiSiU/TC-JlxjLgmI/AAAAAAAABBA/YVjywLdAg80/S220/lirio-amarelo-e-borboleta-azul.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334488103117323439.post-2544120407674498065</id><published>2011-12-15T20:58:00.015Z</published><updated>2011-12-17T20:48:24.058Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Natal'/><title type='text'>"FRANJOLAS"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cUhyuzOYzL0/TuzW0qVctCI/AAAAAAAAEfY/MP7HVTc_AZ8/s1600/Franjolas.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="252" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cUhyuzOYzL0/TuzW0qVctCI/AAAAAAAAEfY/MP7HVTc_AZ8/s320/Franjolas.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;A Franjolas ao ser levada da nossa escola para a Praça do Município por dois trabalhadores da Câmara.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Pelo terceiro ano consecutivo, a nossa escola participou no concurso de árvores de Natal, feitas a partir de materiais recicláveis, promovido pela Câmara Municipal do Fundão. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Aproveitando sobras de tecidos e botões de plástico, oferecidos pela Twintex, vimos assim nascer a nossa árvore de Natal. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Por entre doirados e verdes, aqui fica a nossa "Franjolas" que, à semelhança de outras árvores, já se encontra exposta nos Paços do Município.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Agradecemos à Twintex e esperamos que a "Franjolas" brilhe na promoção do verdadeiro objetivo de iniciativas desta natureza.&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: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/5334488103117323439-2544120407674498065?l=eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/feeds/2544120407674498065/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5334488103117323439&amp;postID=2544120407674498065' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/2544120407674498065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/2544120407674498065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/2011/12/franjolas.html' title='&quot;FRANJOLAS&quot;'/><author><name>JB</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rwcu6JdiSiU/TC-JlxjLgmI/AAAAAAAABBA/YVjywLdAg80/S220/lirio-amarelo-e-borboleta-azul.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cUhyuzOYzL0/TuzW0qVctCI/AAAAAAAAEfY/MP7HVTc_AZ8/s72-c/Franjolas.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334488103117323439.post-7555725228820574497</id><published>2011-12-15T20:42:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-12-15T20:42:01.437Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Receitas'/><title type='text'>TORTA DE RISO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ingredientes &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100 g de anedotas&lt;br /&gt;3 gargalhadas&lt;br /&gt;180 g de sorrisos&lt;br /&gt;75 g de cócegas&lt;br /&gt;3 colheres de sopa de pós de perlimpimpim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Modo de fazer&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Numa taça juntar as gargalhadas com os sorrisos e mexer bem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Adicionar as cócegas às anedotas envolvendo suavemente. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Deitar as duas misturas num recipiente e mexer com cuidado.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Levar a cozer em forno médio até estar sorridente.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Retirar do forno ainda quente, desenformar sobre um pano polvilhado com pós de perlimpimpim e enrolar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Servir fatias gigantes cheias de boa disposição e dar muitas gargalhadas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Bom apetite!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Elaborada por: Francisco Paulo - 2.º ano, com a colaboração da mãe e da irmã&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/5334488103117323439-7555725228820574497?l=eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/feeds/7555725228820574497/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5334488103117323439&amp;postID=7555725228820574497' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/7555725228820574497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/7555725228820574497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/2011/12/torta-de-riso.html' title='TORTA DE RISO'/><author><name>AC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5GzH9xn6-rM/S6UoCgkqaEI/AAAAAAAACUg/DUHdGm_cKDA/S220/gardunha_caminhoromano.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334488103117323439.post-7241979303829023814</id><published>2011-12-15T20:20:00.012Z</published><updated>2011-12-17T01:39:06.572Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Matemática'/><title type='text'>CÍRCULOS E CIRCUNFERÊNCIAS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" oda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OFH_8S1cfT4/TupR_AI5yDI/AAAAAAAACQk/oYlfL0V1Dh8/s320/circ.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Até poderia ser uma brincadeira de recreio, mas o que &lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686815015191271922" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X6GWnIFkNHY/TuugIFPVWfI/AAAAAAAACRk/-SCrflQTkCE/s320/c1.jpg" style="cursor: hand; float: right; height: 99px; margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; width: 134px;" /&gt;os alunos do 4.º ano tentaram fazer foi "traçar" circunferências, utilizando o corpo e uma corda. Pois é, andaram numa roda-viva! É que manter todos eles à mesma distância do aluno situado no centro não é não é tarefa fácil!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Da prática, no exterior da sala de aula, à folha de papel, o melhor mesmo foi utilizarem o compasso, instrumento de desenho inventado por Leonardo da Vinci, concebido precisamente para traçar arcos de circunferência.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RbMjAeI7BR4/TuugDq8miQI/AAAAAAAACRY/XjDN4QAkch4/s1600/c5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686814939413907714" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RbMjAeI7BR4/TuugDq8miQI/AAAAAAAACRY/XjDN4QAkch4/s320/c5.jpg" style="cursor: hand; float: right; height: 125px; margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; width: 122px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Os alunos cobriram e traçaram circunferências de vários tamanhos e descobriram a relação entre o raio e o diâmetro. E de simples circunferências foram surgindo desenhos mais elaborados. Aqui ficam alguns exemplos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p1gXkqL_dtk/Tuuf16zIzJI/AAAAAAAACRA/g88R3PNlFQY/s1600/c4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686814703151008914" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p1gXkqL_dtk/Tuuf16zIzJI/AAAAAAAACRA/g88R3PNlFQY/s320/c4.jpg" style="cursor: hand; float: right; height: 170px; margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; width: 135px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fVMWeKoXqLs/Tuuf9EI3zuI/AAAAAAAACRM/p_4wV8ZP6Yw/s1600/c2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686814825917173474" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fVMWeKoXqLs/Tuuf9EI3zuI/AAAAAAAACRM/p_4wV8ZP6Yw/s320/c2.jpg" style="cursor: hand; float: left; height: 171px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 143px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;Desenhos: Leonor Domingues, António Correia, João Miguel Barreiros e Ema Bianca - 4.º ano&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-size: 78%;"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&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/5334488103117323439-7241979303829023814?l=eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/feeds/7241979303829023814/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5334488103117323439&amp;postID=7241979303829023814' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/7241979303829023814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/7241979303829023814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/2011/12/ate-poderia-ser-uma-brincadeira-de.html' title='CÍRCULOS E CIRCUNFERÊNCIAS'/><author><name>JB</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rwcu6JdiSiU/TC-JlxjLgmI/AAAAAAAABBA/YVjywLdAg80/S220/lirio-amarelo-e-borboleta-azul.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OFH_8S1cfT4/TupR_AI5yDI/AAAAAAAACQk/oYlfL0V1Dh8/s72-c/circ.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334488103117323439.post-1893944610254500602</id><published>2011-12-14T20:09:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-12-14T20:09:19.152Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Projeto Jogos matemáticos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Matemática'/><title type='text'>JOGOS MATEMÁTICOS NA ESCOLA - SUPERTMATIK</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;No presente ano letivo, o Conselho de 2.º Ano do Agrupamento de Escolas Serra da Gardunha, formado pelos docentes que lecionam este ano de escolaridade, resolveu levar por diante o Projeto Jogos Matemáticos. A ideia é ajudar, entre outras vertentes, a desenvolver a agilidade de raciocínio e o cálculo mental.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Um dos jogos escolhidos foi o SuperTmatik, que foi introduzido há pouco tempo na nossa turma do 2.º ano pela prof.ª Júlia. Os alunos aderiram de imediato, e é de prever que lá mais para a frente, quando se chegar à fase dos campeonatos - na turma e com outras escolas - o entusiasmo se manifeste duma forma ainda mais intensa. Até lá, e para que as coisas corram da melhor forma, o melhor é ir praticando, que é assim que as competências se adquirem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wepeu5wJJyk/Tuj8502H0rI/AAAAAAAAEeY/_eH28F4yeGo/s1600/SuperT1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wepeu5wJJyk/Tuj8502H0rI/AAAAAAAAEeY/_eH28F4yeGo/s320/SuperT1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;O Fábio, que era o árbitro deste grupo, analisa a resposta do André. A Mariana tenta resolver a sua questão.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-szqmdOQGmws/Tuj88FPSq4I/AAAAAAAAEeg/actanROhvnQ/s1600/SuperT2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-szqmdOQGmws/Tuj88FPSq4I/AAAAAAAAEeg/actanROhvnQ/s320/SuperT2.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;A Rita Duarte e o João Manique aguardam que o Micael distribua as cartas.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bW63fEVtqFA/Tuj89Xf65WI/AAAAAAAAEeo/FKGCM52Dito/s1600/SuperT3.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bW63fEVtqFA/Tuj89Xf65WI/AAAAAAAAEeo/FKGCM52Dito/s320/SuperT3.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;A Madalena, perante o olhar responsável do Guilherme, está quase a completar o jogo. O Duarte pensa.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kJCKbU9q1cY/Tuj8-Xc_vdI/AAAAAAAAEew/te-gFuObITs/s1600/SuperT4.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kJCKbU9q1cY/Tuj8-Xc_vdI/AAAAAAAAEew/te-gFuObITs/s320/SuperT4.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Perante o olhar atento do Thomaz e do João Matias, o Miguel verifica se a resposta dada está certa.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AH9HLTAvLAA/Tuj8_p8-3SI/AAAAAAAAEe4/NgHNS5-_ThU/s1600/SuperT5.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AH9HLTAvLAA/Tuj8_p8-3SI/AAAAAAAAEe4/NgHNS5-_ThU/s320/SuperT5.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eufórico é, no mínimo, o estado de espírito do Francisco Araújo ao completar o jogo. O Tomás Candeias certifica-se se é verdade.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&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/5334488103117323439-1893944610254500602?l=eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/feeds/1893944610254500602/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5334488103117323439&amp;postID=1893944610254500602' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/1893944610254500602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/1893944610254500602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/2011/12/jogos-matematicos-na-escola-supertmatik.html' title='JOGOS MATEMÁTICOS NA ESCOLA - SUPERTMATIK'/><author><name>AC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5GzH9xn6-rM/S6UoCgkqaEI/AAAAAAAACUg/DUHdGm_cKDA/S220/gardunha_caminhoromano.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wepeu5wJJyk/Tuj8502H0rI/AAAAAAAAEeY/_eH28F4yeGo/s72-c/SuperT1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334488103117323439.post-1672400255247294930</id><published>2011-12-14T19:36:00.004Z</published><updated>2011-12-14T19:42:29.728Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Projeto Jogos matemáticos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Matemática'/><title type='text'>SUPERTMATIK - COMO JOGAR?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/z-ai0EdbFKU" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&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/5334488103117323439-1672400255247294930?l=eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/feeds/1672400255247294930/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5334488103117323439&amp;postID=1672400255247294930' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/1672400255247294930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/1672400255247294930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/2011/12/supertmatik-como-jogar.html' title='SUPERTMATIK - COMO JOGAR?'/><author><name>AC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5GzH9xn6-rM/S6UoCgkqaEI/AAAAAAAACUg/DUHdGm_cKDA/S220/gardunha_caminhoromano.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/z-ai0EdbFKU/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334488103117323439.post-7048645836258553226</id><published>2011-12-13T22:30:00.005Z</published><updated>2011-12-13T22:34:09.978Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Projeto Planeta Azul'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Natal'/><title type='text'>CONCURSO DE PRESÉPIOS - EB1 ALDEIA DE JOANES</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: auto; 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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/-sLB-_46vBfg/TuZ-V5qe_NI/AAAAAAAAEeQ/qinjITvkRZk/s1600/Pres1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="253" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sLB-_46vBfg/TuZ-V5qe_NI/AAAAAAAAEeQ/qinjITvkRZk/s320/Pres1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Um dos presépios em exposição&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; text-align: justify;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Na sequência do desafio que lhes foi endereçado para a elaboração de presépios, os nossos alunos, com a colaboração dos seus familiares, deram uma resposta exemplar e apresentaram 40 exemplares a concurso.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Os presépios, elaborados a partir de materiais reutilizáveis e/ou recicláveis - rolhas, cápsulas de café, garrafas, embalagens de detergente, pacotes de leite, latas de conserva, jornais, conchas, cascas de árvore... -&amp;nbsp; poderão ser apreciados no átrio da ADCRAJ, onde estarão em exposição até 6 de janeiro.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Quem já viu garante que, pela qualidade dos trabalhos, a visita é obrigatória. Portanto, já sabe, arranje um tempinho e vá com a família até Aldeia de Joanes. Vai ver que vale a pena.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5334488103117323439-5659401069671463186?l=eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/feeds/5659401069671463186/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5334488103117323439&amp;postID=5659401069671463186' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/5659401069671463186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/5659401069671463186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/2011/12/exposicao-de-presepios.html' title='EXPOSIÇÃO DE PRESÉPIOS'/><author><name>AC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5GzH9xn6-rM/S6UoCgkqaEI/AAAAAAAACUg/DUHdGm_cKDA/S220/gardunha_caminhoromano.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sLB-_46vBfg/TuZ-V5qe_NI/AAAAAAAAEeQ/qinjITvkRZk/s72-c/Pres1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334488103117323439.post-4726481405060879029</id><published>2011-12-12T21:13:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-12-16T18:49:44.187Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Natal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Receitas'/><title type='text'>PERU RECHEADO COM FRUTAS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bNGLE8u19NA/TuZrzGmM-qI/AAAAAAAAEeA/COVCT8qhIag/s1600/Peru_recheado.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bNGLE8u19NA/TuZrzGmM-qI/AAAAAAAAEeA/COVCT8qhIag/s320/Peru_recheado.jpeg" width="303" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ingredientes&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; (para 8 pessoas)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;1 perú com cerca de 3,5 kg; 100g de miolo de pão duro; 100g. de figados de frango (junte também o do peru); 1 raminho de salsa; 100g de amêndoas torradas; 50g de passas; 1 garrafa de vinho branco; 12 fatias finas de toucinho; azeite; sal e pimenta&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Acompanhamento&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2 limões; 2 laranjas; 4 tangerinas; 2 maçãs pequenas; 4 ameixas grandes; 4 dióspiros; 4 cebolinhas roxas; 2 peras; uma taça de mirtilos; 2 alhos franceses; 4 cravinhos; 2 paus de canela; 2 colheres de sopa de açúcar; algumas folhas de salva; azeite; sal e pimenta&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Preparação&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Salteie os fígados, previamente arranjados e picados grosseiramente, numa frigideira com duas colheres de sopa de azeite e a salva. Tempere com sal e pimenta, regue com um pouco de vinho e deixe evaporar. Adicione o miolo de pão cortado em cubinhos, as amêndoas e as passas e mexa para envolver todos os ingredientes. Mergulhe o peru em água quente, lave-o, escorra-o e enxugue-o. Tempere com sal e pimenta, tanto por dentro como por fora, e encha-o com o recheio preparado. Cosa a abertura com um fio.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Coloque o peru num tabuleiro ligeiramente untado com azeite, cubra o peito da ave com as fatias de toucinho e leve ao forno a uma temperatura de 200º C durante 30 minutos. Reduza para 180º C e coza por mais uma hora. Diminua novamente o calor (160 - 170º C) e continue a cozedura até completar um total de 3 horas. Durante a cozedura regue o peru com vinho e pincele-o com o molho que se vai formando no tabuleiro.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Entretanto, lave muito bem todas as frutas. Ferva, numa caçarola com um pouco de água, os limões, as laranjas e as tangerinas. Escorra-os e pique-os com a ponta de uma faca afiada. Mude a água e coza as peras, durante 10 minutos. Escorra-as e corte-as ao meio, retire o caroço, escave o centro e encha-o com mirtilos aos quais juntou uma pitada de açúcar. Deixe cozer, durante 10 minutos, a cebola previamente descascada e espetada com os cravinhos, e depois, durante 5 minutos, os alhos franceses cortados em pedacinhos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Unte ligeiramente um tabuleiro de forno grande e junte as cebolas e os alhos franceses. Tempere com sal e pimenta e regue com duas colheres de sopa de azeite. No mesmo tabuleiro adicione as ameixas cortadas a meio, os diospiros picados com a agulha de coser o peru, os limões e as laranjas cortadas a meio no sentido da altura, as tangerinas e as maçãs cortadas a meio no sentido do comprimento, as peras recheadas com os mirtilos, os paus de canela e as folhas de salva. Regue com um fio de azeite, tempere com pimenta e polvilhe com o resto do açúcar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Leve ao forno a cozer na prateleira mais baixa durante uma hora. Faça coincidir a cozedura com a última parte do peru e vá regando esta mistura de frutos e vegetais com o molho de ave, para incorporar os sabores.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Depois de terminada a cozedura coloque o peru sobre uma travessa grande e ponha à sua volta os frutos e vegetais.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Numa caçarola junte o molho da ave, depois de retirada a maior parte da gordura, e o das frutas e vegetais, e deixe-o ferver durante 5 minutos. Deite parte desta mistura de molhos sobre o peru e sirva a restante numa molheira.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: white; text-align: justify;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Recolha de Fábio Reis &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- 2.º ano &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;. &lt;/span&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/5334488103117323439-4726481405060879029?l=eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/feeds/4726481405060879029/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5334488103117323439&amp;postID=4726481405060879029' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/4726481405060879029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/4726481405060879029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/2011/12/peru-recheado-com-frutas.html' title='PERU RECHEADO COM FRUTAS'/><author><name>AC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5GzH9xn6-rM/S6UoCgkqaEI/AAAAAAAACUg/DUHdGm_cKDA/S220/gardunha_caminhoromano.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bNGLE8u19NA/TuZrzGmM-qI/AAAAAAAAEeA/COVCT8qhIag/s72-c/Peru_recheado.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334488103117323439.post-7593055908220963879</id><published>2011-12-10T13:23:00.003Z</published><updated>2011-12-10T13:27:46.137Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Twintex'/><title type='text'>BOAS FESTAS DA TWINTEX</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Há alguns meses atrás, mais precisamente no dia 1 de Junho, a Twintex, empresa implantada em Aldeia de Joanes e com uma forte tendência exportadora para o norte da Europa, teve a amabilidade de nos oferecer alguns computadores e impressoras.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;O momento foi devidamente documentado, tanto pela máquina fotográfica como pelo traço dos alunos. E foi precisamente esse registo - no caso, o da Beatriz Salvado - que a dinâmica empresa resolveu aproveitar para dar um toque diferente aos seus cartões de Natal, que endereçou a todos os seus clientes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Aqui fica um exemplo do inspirado cartão, nesta altura já espalhado por alguns países europeus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BpGdwIqvvEQ/TuNZB9DEmxI/AAAAAAAAEdg/Nm0XtvTZGko/s1600/Twintex2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BpGdwIqvvEQ/TuNZB9DEmxI/AAAAAAAAEdg/Nm0XtvTZGko/s1600/Twintex2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="273" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BpGdwIqvvEQ/TuNZB9DEmxI/AAAAAAAAEdg/Nm0XtvTZGko/s320/Twintex2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C1ACbTaaBak/TuNZH-LSaVI/AAAAAAAAEdo/XbHAHH8gaRs/s1600/Twintex.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="236" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C1ACbTaaBak/TuNZH-LSaVI/AAAAAAAAEdo/XbHAHH8gaRs/s320/Twintex.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Obrigado, Twintex, e que a prosperidade vos continue a bater à porta!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5334488103117323439-7593055908220963879?l=eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/feeds/7593055908220963879/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5334488103117323439&amp;postID=7593055908220963879' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/7593055908220963879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/7593055908220963879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/2011/12/boas-festas-da-twintex.html' title='BOAS FESTAS DA TWINTEX'/><author><name>AC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5GzH9xn6-rM/S6UoCgkqaEI/AAAAAAAACUg/DUHdGm_cKDA/S220/gardunha_caminhoromano.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BpGdwIqvvEQ/TuNZB9DEmxI/AAAAAAAAEdg/Nm0XtvTZGko/s72-c/Twintex2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334488103117323439.post-3028740090828396443</id><published>2011-12-09T22:39:00.006Z</published><updated>2011-12-16T20:10:39.292Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aniversários'/><title type='text'>PARABÉNS, ANA CATARINA!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YG8zy8rLXpI/TuKDgRTSgNI/AAAAAAAACOM/DRTP_2te5_Q/s1600/ANa.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YG8zy8rLXpI/TuKDgRTSgNI/AAAAAAAACOM/DRTP_2te5_Q/s320/ANa.jpg" width="268" height="320" mda="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;E como o tempo não para, ontem foi a vez da Ana Catarina perfazer 9 anos. Como eles crescem! E pelo caminho vão colhendo flores recheadas de novas aprendizagens e &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xCfgXgza-GE/TuulPDwlvhI/AAAAAAAACRw/2qyHL-ZCAuk/s1600/Ana1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 104px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 118px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686820632611110418" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xCfgXgza-GE/TuulPDwlvhI/AAAAAAAACRw/2qyHL-ZCAuk/s320/Ana1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;pintadas com as amizades que vão semeando e alimentando no seu dia a dia. Na escola, os aniversários são sempre festejados com muita animação e eles gostam de partilhar estes momentos com os seus amigos. É sempre com um brilhante sorriso que sopram as velas (mesmo quando elas teimam em ficar acesas! :) e que com convicção pedem um desejo. E sonhar faz parte da vida... Parabéns, Ana Catarina, e que a vida te sorria sempre!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5334488103117323439-3028740090828396443?l=eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/feeds/3028740090828396443/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5334488103117323439&amp;postID=3028740090828396443' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/3028740090828396443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/3028740090828396443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/2011/12/parabens-ana-catarina.html' title='PARABÉNS, ANA CATARINA!'/><author><name>JB</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rwcu6JdiSiU/TC-JlxjLgmI/AAAAAAAABBA/YVjywLdAg80/S220/lirio-amarelo-e-borboleta-azul.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YG8zy8rLXpI/TuKDgRTSgNI/AAAAAAAACOM/DRTP_2te5_Q/s72-c/ANa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334488103117323439.post-1761911016715704871</id><published>2011-12-09T21:41:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-12-09T21:42:22.663Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aniversários'/><title type='text'>PARABÉNS, JOÃO MIGUEL!</title><content type='html'>&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/-aB8D27q6XLw/TuJ-j7U3BII/AAAAAAAACNs/zmh9m247Flk/s1600/JM.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="318" mda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aB8D27q6XLw/TuJ-j7U3BII/AAAAAAAACNs/zmh9m247Flk/s320/JM.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" 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;Como o João Miguel festejou o seu aniversário num sábado, no dia 3 de dezembro, pensava certamente que nos tínhamos esquecido. Claro que não! Apenas uns problemas técnicos interferiram na publicação do post do seu aniversário. Agora que tudo está novamente em ordem, aqui vimos desejar-lhe muita felicidade e alegria pela sua vida fora. ﻿Que esse sorriso maroto seja o "retrato" de muitos momentos e que este 9º aniversário tenha sido festejado com muita animação. E nós sabemos que foi! ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Parabéns, João Miguel, que sejas muito feliz!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&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/5334488103117323439-1761911016715704871?l=eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/feeds/1761911016715704871/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5334488103117323439&amp;postID=1761911016715704871' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/1761911016715704871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/1761911016715704871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/2011/12/parabens-joao-miguel.html' title='PARABÉNS, JOÃO MIGUEL!'/><author><name>JB</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rwcu6JdiSiU/TC-JlxjLgmI/AAAAAAAABBA/YVjywLdAg80/S220/lirio-amarelo-e-borboleta-azul.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aB8D27q6XLw/TuJ-j7U3BII/AAAAAAAACNs/zmh9m247Flk/s72-c/JM.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334488103117323439.post-522830262951455016</id><published>2011-12-09T20:49:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-12-09T23:39:16.838Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Natal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Receitas'/><title type='text'>BISCOITOS DE NATAL</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nX51JVDXjos/TuJxLFHNhZI/AAAAAAAAEdI/QreoTyzmyn4/s1600/Biscoitos-de-Natal-SI-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nX51JVDXjos/TuJxLFHNhZI/AAAAAAAAEdI/QreoTyzmyn4/s320/Biscoitos-de-Natal-SI-1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ingredientes&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt;150 g de açúcar em pó&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt;250 g de manteiga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt;300 g de farinha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt;8 gemas cozidas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt;2 g de sal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt;200 g de chocolate a 60 % derretido&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Como se faz&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Bate o açúcar com a manteiga e o sal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Junta as gemas cozidas, que entretanto desfizeste em pó com a ajuda de uma peneira ou passador, e mistura com a farinha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Deixa repousar em local fresco durante 1 hora.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Estende com um rolo da massa na mesa e polvilha com farinha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Corta com um corta-massas com formas de Natal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Leva ao forno durante 20 minutos à temperatura de 160º C.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tira-os do forno e deixa-os arrefecer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Passa parte dos biscoitos por chocolate derretido.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Coloca-os em cima de uma folha de papel vegetal até o chocolate solidificar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Guarda-os numa caixa de Natal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Recolha de Rita Duarte - 2.º ano&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5334488103117323439-522830262951455016?l=eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/feeds/522830262951455016/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5334488103117323439&amp;postID=522830262951455016' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/522830262951455016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/522830262951455016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/2011/12/biscoitos-de-natal.html' title='BISCOITOS DE NATAL'/><author><name>AC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5GzH9xn6-rM/S6UoCgkqaEI/AAAAAAAACUg/DUHdGm_cKDA/S220/gardunha_caminhoromano.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nX51JVDXjos/TuJxLFHNhZI/AAAAAAAAEdI/QreoTyzmyn4/s72-c/Biscoitos-de-Natal-SI-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334488103117323439.post-3987463815334639944</id><published>2011-12-07T18:44:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-12-07T20:42:57.244Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Natal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Receitas'/><title type='text'>FILHÓS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HgcRVKy_Yi8/Tt-wrfWY4MI/AAAAAAAAEdA/l-1GmLWlLPo/s1600/filh%25C3%25B3s.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="216" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HgcRVKy_Yi8/Tt-wrfWY4MI/AAAAAAAAEdA/l-1GmLWlLPo/s320/filh%25C3%25B3s.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ingredientes&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt;2 Kg de farinha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt;30 g de fermento de padeiro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt;1 colher de chá de fermento &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt;125 g de manteiga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt;1 dl de azeite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt;3 dl de leite morno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt;12 ovos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt;750 g de açúcar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt;1 colher de sobremesa (rasa) de sal &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Preparação&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Coloca-se a farinha num alguidar com um buraco no centro, onde se irão colocar os outros ingredientes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Aquece-se o leite onde se derrete a manteiga e se mistura o fermento. Vai-se juntando a farinha, aos poucos, sem deixar de amassar. Os outros ingredientes também se juntam aos poucos, ao mesmo tempo que se continua a amassar: os ovos, o azeite e, por fim, o açúcar e uma pitada de sal. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Depois de bem amassada, deixar descansar a massa por 2 horas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Estender a massa, retirando-se pedaços a que se vai dando forma e fritando.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;À medida que as filhós vão estando fritas, colocam-se em papel para retirar o excesso de óleo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;No final passam-se por açúcar e polvilham-se com canela.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Recolha de José Pedro Tadeia - 2.º ano&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5334488103117323439-3987463815334639944?l=eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/feeds/3987463815334639944/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5334488103117323439&amp;postID=3987463815334639944' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/3987463815334639944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/3987463815334639944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/2011/12/filhos.html' title='FILHÓS'/><author><name>AC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5GzH9xn6-rM/S6UoCgkqaEI/AAAAAAAACUg/DUHdGm_cKDA/S220/gardunha_caminhoromano.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HgcRVKy_Yi8/Tt-wrfWY4MI/AAAAAAAAEdA/l-1GmLWlLPo/s72-c/filh%25C3%25B3s.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334488103117323439.post-5215852895351224380</id><published>2011-12-06T19:32:00.009Z</published><updated>2011-12-09T21:41:52.899Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Natal'/><title type='text'>SÍMBOLOS DE NATAL</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i0ekt5zr28w/Tt5pl6L2WKI/AAAAAAAAEcw/2EgC0DEkns8/s1600/Pres%25C3%25A9pio-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i0ekt5zr28w/Tt5pl6L2WKI/AAAAAAAAEcw/2EgC0DEkns8/s320/Pres%25C3%25A9pio-1.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;É dos livros. À medida que crescemos vamos alimentando expetativas sobre o que a vida nos reserva, dando cores a um futuro que todos desejam auspicioso. Uns tudo fazem para concretizar os sonhos, indo à luta que nem uns danados, outros vão deixando que as coisas simplesmente aconteçam. Seja como for, todos nós carecemos de alimentar o quotidiano de símbolos, ideias e convicções, assim como de explicações para o que nos transcende. E o Natal e a sua mensagem inicial preenchem grande parte dessa lacuna.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hoje, na escola, o presépio e a árvore ocuparam o seu lugar de sempre, contributo imprescindível para manter viva a aura do maravilhoso. Alguns, poucos, até podem passar pelas imagens a correr, mas há sempre algo que fica gravado no mais profundo de si. Outros, porém, "vestem" de forma óbvia o conforto que lhes proporciona o presépio e a árvore&lt;span id="goog_626313052"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_626313053"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, traduzido num brilhozinho dos olhos um pouco diferente do habitual. E assim se vai mantendo a chama... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; text-align: justify;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ukRqWMgcybw/TuKAWz3GGRI/AAAAAAAAEdY/62f8SQiO4lg/s1600/%25C3%25A1rvo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ukRqWMgcybw/TuKAWz3GGRI/AAAAAAAAEdY/62f8SQiO4lg/s320/%25C3%25A1rvo.jpg" width="216" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/span&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/5334488103117323439-5215852895351224380?l=eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/feeds/5215852895351224380/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5334488103117323439&amp;postID=5215852895351224380' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/5215852895351224380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/5215852895351224380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/2011/12/ja-temos-presepio.html' title='SÍMBOLOS DE NATAL'/><author><name>AC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5GzH9xn6-rM/S6UoCgkqaEI/AAAAAAAACUg/DUHdGm_cKDA/S220/gardunha_caminhoromano.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i0ekt5zr28w/Tt5pl6L2WKI/AAAAAAAAEcw/2EgC0DEkns8/s72-c/Pres%25C3%25A9pio-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334488103117323439.post-5951979628440566687</id><published>2011-12-05T19:47:00.008Z</published><updated>2011-12-05T21:05:20.083Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Natal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Receitas'/><title type='text'>PÃO RAINHA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;Dezembro lembra chuva, frio, mas essencialmente traz-nos a imagem do Natal. E este, como se soubesse da importância da mensagem que destila por toda a parte, começa a insinuar-se, a pouco e pouco, nas conversas, nos gestos, nas atitudes. Assim sendo, e porque esta é uma época única, a partir de hoje vamos começar a publicar algumas receitas natalícias.&lt;br /&gt;Já com essa intenção, o trabalho de casa dos alunos do 2.º ano, no último fim de semana, foi precisamente fazer uma recolha dessas deliciosas receitas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Começamos pela receita do pão rainha. Poderia ser qualquer outra, é verdade, mas o Duarte estava tão entusiasmado que até trouxe o resultado da receita para toda a turma provar. E isso merece ser digno de nota.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Vamos lá então à receita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iLO3dJTbCRY/Tt0X3JQ9bLI/AAAAAAAAEco/nR7IEdEZ6jA/s1600/P%25C3%25A3o2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="235" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iLO3dJTbCRY/Tt0X3JQ9bLI/AAAAAAAAEco/nR7IEdEZ6jA/s320/P%25C3%25A3o2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ingredientes&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt;500 g de farinha branca&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: white;"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt;1 chávena de chá de óleo ou azeite &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: white;"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt;1 chávena de leite (de arroz, de soja ou de vaca)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: white;"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt;1 pitada de sal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: white;"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt;50 g de nozes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: white;"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt;50 g de amêndoas &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: white;"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt;50 g de sultanas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: white;"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt;1 raspa de laranja ou limão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: white;"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt;canela em pó&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: white;"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt;1 saqueta de fermento (fermipan) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: white;"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt;2 maçãs cortadas aos quadradinhos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: white;"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt;água&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Confeção&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Junte a farinha, o sal, o óleo e o fermento.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Em seguida junte o leite e todos os restantes ingredientes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Junte um pouco de água até obter uma massa que não agarre à mão.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Coloque em lugar para levedar durante 1 hora.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dê à massa uma forma de pão ou de bolo rei e leve ao forno durante 25 minutos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;No final pincele com geleia de milho ou com mel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Recolha de Duarte Rocha - 2.º ano&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/5334488103117323439-5951979628440566687?l=eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/feeds/5951979628440566687/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5334488103117323439&amp;postID=5951979628440566687' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/5951979628440566687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/5951979628440566687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/2011/12/pao-rainha.html' title='PÃO RAINHA'/><author><name>AC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5GzH9xn6-rM/S6UoCgkqaEI/AAAAAAAACUg/DUHdGm_cKDA/S220/gardunha_caminhoromano.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iLO3dJTbCRY/Tt0X3JQ9bLI/AAAAAAAAEco/nR7IEdEZ6jA/s72-c/P%25C3%25A3o2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334488103117323439.post-3094821526973611067</id><published>2011-12-05T19:34:00.015Z</published><updated>2011-12-05T21:05:59.315Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aniversários'/><title type='text'>PARABÉNS, MÉLANIE E KEVIN!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SG_aaaMGBkM/Tt0d0a_QrJI/AAAAAAAACM0/GapdZmt3ErM/s1600/DSC03548.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682731091246492818" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SG_aaaMGBkM/Tt0d0a_QrJI/AAAAAAAACM0/GapdZmt3ErM/s320/DSC03548.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 298px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 252px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Pelas novidades partilhadas hoje na sala de aula, parece que este fim de semana foi extremamente divertido! Que o digam os gémeos, Mélanie e Kevin, que ontem festejaram o seu 9º aniversário com os amigos e família. Poderão ser diferentes na sua forma de ser, mas quando um faz anos o outro também faz e nisto não há volta a dar. Sorridentes, &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7I30qz4Cbaw/Tt0dpSvnfXI/AAAAAAAACMc/mE57ObwV-P4/s1600/mel%2Be%2Bk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682730900054834546" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7I30qz4Cbaw/Tt0dpSvnfXI/AAAAAAAACMc/mE57ObwV-P4/s320/mel%2Be%2Bk.jpg" style="cursor: hand; float: right; height: 99px; margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; width: 136px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;um mais extrovertido que o outro, sabem que nas suas particularidades algo os une de uma forma especial. E hoje na escola fizeram questão de vivenciar a alegria desse dia com os colegas. Foi mais um momento doce e decorado a preceito oferecido pelos aniversariantes aos amigos da escola com quem partilham o seu dia a dia. O ambiente que se instalou ficou, no mínimo, muito mais colorido! :)&lt;/div&gt;Parabéns aos gémeos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&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/5334488103117323439-3094821526973611067?l=eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/feeds/3094821526973611067/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5334488103117323439&amp;postID=3094821526973611067' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/3094821526973611067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/3094821526973611067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/2011/12/parabens-melanie-e-kevin.html' title='PARABÉNS, MÉLANIE E KEVIN!'/><author><name>JB</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rwcu6JdiSiU/TC-JlxjLgmI/AAAAAAAABBA/YVjywLdAg80/S220/lirio-amarelo-e-borboleta-azul.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SG_aaaMGBkM/Tt0d0a_QrJI/AAAAAAAACM0/GapdZmt3ErM/s72-c/DSC03548.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334488103117323439.post-3957085911588634372</id><published>2011-12-02T21:27:00.006Z</published><updated>2011-12-02T22:37:58.311Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Estudo do Meio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Projeto Planeta Azul'/><title type='text'>VIAGEM AO TEMPO DOS CASTELOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: auto; WIDTH: 390px; VISIBILITY: visible"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 390px; HEIGHT: 300px" name="zoom_and_fade" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://flash.picturetrail.com/pflicks/3/spflick.swf" allowscriptaccess="sameDomain" bgcolor="#000000" wmode="transparent" flashvars="ql=2&amp;amp;src1=http://pic80.picturetrail.com/VOL1956/12019581/flicks/1/8672283" quality="high" height="300" width="390" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Como já aqui referimos, a comunidade escolar de Aldeia de Joanes tem participado de forma exemplar nos desafios que vamos lançando ao longo do ano. Entre outras atividades que também serviriam de exemplo, desta vez os pais/familiares e amigos dos alunos do 4.º ano meteram mãos à obra e aceitaram participar numa "batalha" no mínimo muito enriquecedora. Referimo-nos à construção de um &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;castelo&lt;/span&gt;, utilizando os mais variados materiais.&lt;br /&gt;Acreditamos que foi um desafio gratificante, principalmente pela interação com a família e amigos, e pelo inerente aproveitamento de materiais recicláveis/reutilizáveis, um dos objetivos que integra o nosso projeto &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Planeta Azul&lt;/span&gt;.Viajaram por momentos ao tempo dos castelos e certamente partilharam aventuras (&lt;em&gt;e pelo testemunho dos alunos... e que aventuras!).&lt;/em&gt; Valeu a pena, disso não temos dúvida, e todos estão de parabéns!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5334488103117323439-3957085911588634372?l=eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/feeds/3957085911588634372/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5334488103117323439&amp;postID=3957085911588634372' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/3957085911588634372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/3957085911588634372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/2011/12/viagem-ao-tempo-dos-castelos.html' title='VIAGEM AO TEMPO DOS CASTELOS'/><author><name>JB</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rwcu6JdiSiU/TC-JlxjLgmI/AAAAAAAABBA/YVjywLdAg80/S220/lirio-amarelo-e-borboleta-azul.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334488103117323439.post-5580049591685992978</id><published>2011-12-02T19:02:00.007Z</published><updated>2011-12-02T19:42:17.806Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eventos'/><title type='text'>DIA MUNDIAL DA LUTA CONTRA A SIDA</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P7D_epoHUSc/Ttkhy-PEUzI/AAAAAAAAEcI/vdFwf6ofELI/s1600/Sida_AJ2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 308px; height: 231px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P7D_epoHUSc/Ttkhy-PEUzI/AAAAAAAAEcI/vdFwf6ofELI/s400/Sida_AJ2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681609564487963442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Apesar do instinto primário de nos tentarmos isolar da ameaça dos perigos, não nos podemos alhear do mundo que nos rodeia. E da ementa fazem parte coisas boas e coisas más. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3NFoIIubLCI/TtkhlHAO0WI/AAAAAAAAEb8/RENicrODVJE/s1600/Sida_AJ3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 115px; height: 92px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3NFoIIubLCI/TtkhlHAO0WI/AAAAAAAAEb8/RENicrODVJE/s400/Sida_AJ3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681609326323487074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; As primeiras podem e devem cultivar-se, mas as segundas não se podem enviar para debaixo do tapete, numa espécie de tentativa de tapar o sol com uma peneira.&lt;br /&gt;Na comemoração de mais um Dia Mundial da Luta Contra a Sida, e após uma breve explicação, aos nossos alunos solicitou-se que, de laço vermelho ao peito, dessem as mãos em volta da escola. Um gesto, uma atitude, para que a semente da compreensão e da tolerância vá germinando. Tão só.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QDM2uXh0nKQ/TtkheqrcSnI/AAAAAAAAEbw/pmp6LzzCpxo/s1600/Sida_AJ1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 313px; height: 235px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QDM2uXh0nKQ/TtkheqrcSnI/AAAAAAAAEbw/pmp6LzzCpxo/s400/Sida_AJ1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681609215640881778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&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/5334488103117323439-5580049591685992978?l=eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/feeds/5580049591685992978/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5334488103117323439&amp;postID=5580049591685992978' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/5580049591685992978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/5580049591685992978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/2011/12/dia-mundial-da-luta-contra-sida.html' title='DIA MUNDIAL DA LUTA CONTRA A SIDA'/><author><name>AC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5GzH9xn6-rM/S6UoCgkqaEI/AAAAAAAACUg/DUHdGm_cKDA/S220/gardunha_caminhoromano.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P7D_epoHUSc/Ttkhy-PEUzI/AAAAAAAAEcI/vdFwf6ofELI/s72-c/Sida_AJ2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334488103117323439.post-7891035017252294344</id><published>2011-12-02T18:57:00.005Z</published><updated>2011-12-02T19:01:21.768Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='caloiros'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Biblioteca Eugénio de Andrade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Projecto &quot;Um livro um tesouro&quot;'/><title type='text'>NA BIBLIOTECA - OS CALOIROS E O PAI NATAL AZUL</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lJ9w5tIoz2o/Ttkf4d41r2I/AAAAAAAAEbk/B0Tw_cJVRww/s1600/Gra%25C3%25A7a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 341px; height: 269px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lJ9w5tIoz2o/Ttkf4d41r2I/AAAAAAAAEbk/B0Tw_cJVRww/s400/Gra%25C3%25A7a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681607459860754274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Desenho: Graça - 1.º ano&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pJTBd5QPpu8/Ttkfx3xr_UI/AAAAAAAAEbY/xL9awRdyxsc/s1600/Camila.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 342px; height: 258px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pJTBd5QPpu8/Ttkfx3xr_UI/AAAAAAAAEbY/xL9awRdyxsc/s400/Camila.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681607346550996290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Desenho: Camila - 1.º ano&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5334488103117323439-7891035017252294344?l=eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/feeds/7891035017252294344/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5334488103117323439&amp;postID=7891035017252294344' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/7891035017252294344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/7891035017252294344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/2011/12/na-biblioteca-os-caloiros-e-o-pai-natal.html' title='NA BIBLIOTECA - OS CALOIROS E O PAI NATAL AZUL'/><author><name>AC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5GzH9xn6-rM/S6UoCgkqaEI/AAAAAAAACUg/DUHdGm_cKDA/S220/gardunha_caminhoromano.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lJ9w5tIoz2o/Ttkf4d41r2I/AAAAAAAAEbk/B0Tw_cJVRww/s72-c/Gra%25C3%25A7a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334488103117323439.post-3423139405513165706</id><published>2011-11-30T20:42:00.004Z</published><updated>2011-11-30T21:03:17.367Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Natal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Biblioteca Eugénio de Andrade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Projecto &quot;Um livro um tesouro&quot;'/><title type='text'>PRENDA PARA O PAI NATAL NA BIBLIOTECA</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0t-EORG_XFs/TtaVdt5opdI/AAAAAAAAEbM/Ui0cFAk5t1I/s1600/Pai_Natal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 319px; height: 239px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0t-EORG_XFs/TtaVdt5opdI/AAAAAAAAEbM/Ui0cFAk5t1I/s400/Pai_Natal.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680892317744539090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ontem, dia 29, fomos à Biblioteca Eugénio de Andrade ouvir a história "Quem dá prenda ao Pai Natal?", do autor Alexandre Honrado.&lt;br /&gt;Eu tenho uma amiga, a Laura, que fazia anos, mas adiante, a história era em teatro, não a ler, e deram-nos uns marcadores que diziam assim: "Quem dá prenda ao Pai Natal?". Damos nós, que acreditamos nele.&lt;br /&gt;Foi tão giro, eu adorei! O que eu gostei mais foi da avó Maria a bater no rabo do Pai Natal com a colher de pau.&lt;br /&gt;Bom, a minha opinião é que foi muito engraçado, mas eu gosto muito de histórias de Natal. O Natal é mega bom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Texto: Francisco Paulo - 2.º ano&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5334488103117323439-3423139405513165706?l=eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/feeds/3423139405513165706/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5334488103117323439&amp;postID=3423139405513165706' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/3423139405513165706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/3423139405513165706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/2011/11/quem-da-prenda-ao-pai-natal.html' title='PRENDA PARA O PAI NATAL NA BIBLIOTECA'/><author><name>AC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5GzH9xn6-rM/S6UoCgkqaEI/AAAAAAAACUg/DUHdGm_cKDA/S220/gardunha_caminhoromano.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0t-EORG_XFs/TtaVdt5opdI/AAAAAAAAEbM/Ui0cFAk5t1I/s72-c/Pai_Natal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334488103117323439.post-5751272599667463330</id><published>2011-11-30T20:41:00.005Z</published><updated>2011-11-30T21:19:50.211Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Biblioteca Eugénio de Andrade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Língua Portuguesa'/><title type='text'>QUEM DÁ PRENDA AO PAI NATAL</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IioYwYN2GP4/TtaV93tbYyI/AAAAAAAACMQ/oQ4D81Piuhc/s1600/p1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680892870133506850" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IioYwYN2GP4/TtaV93tbYyI/AAAAAAAACMQ/oQ4D81Piuhc/s320/p1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Q&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;uando vamos à Biblioteca&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;m doce sorriso trazemos no olhar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ncantos mil e sonhos a dobrar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;M&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;iúdos e graúdos só desejam lá voltar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;e azul se vestiu o Pai Natal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; cor até não lhe ficava nada mal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;edindo para lhe mostrarem o espírito do Natal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ecebeu emocionado um convite para a ceia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ncontrou uma família realmente excecional&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;unca tinha tido um presente igual&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;erreteu-se com a troca de carinhos e&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;gradeceu com muita alegria e beijinhos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; árvore de Natal deslumbrou este velhinho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;lhou-a com o coração e tocou-lhe com jeitinho!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;rometeu cuidar da sua alimentação&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;té vai saltar à corda para caber na chaminé&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;maginem o Pai Natal mais delgado e bonitão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;aquele dia o Natal assim aconteceu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;creditem na nossa palavra ou não&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;odos nos divertimos e até o Pai Natal rejuvenesceu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;h, que bela aventura guardamos na memória e &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;á regressámos à escola com a recordação de mais uma bela história!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Acróstico coletivo - 4.º ano&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5334488103117323439-5751272599667463330?l=eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/feeds/5751272599667463330/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5334488103117323439&amp;postID=5751272599667463330' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/5751272599667463330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/5751272599667463330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/2011/11/quem-da-prenda-ao-pai-natal_30.html' title='QUEM DÁ PRENDA AO PAI NATAL'/><author><name>JB</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rwcu6JdiSiU/TC-JlxjLgmI/AAAAAAAABBA/YVjywLdAg80/S220/lirio-amarelo-e-borboleta-azul.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IioYwYN2GP4/TtaV93tbYyI/AAAAAAAACMQ/oQ4D81Piuhc/s72-c/p1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334488103117323439.post-4168463908027885173</id><published>2011-11-29T19:08:00.009Z</published><updated>2011-11-29T20:52:40.319Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aniversários'/><title type='text'>PARABÉNS, LAURA!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v_9bQqX-Vx4/TtUt3vASLvI/AAAAAAAAEbA/leq7OMDzLUk/s1600/Laura2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 328px; height: 246px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v_9bQqX-Vx4/TtUt3vASLvI/AAAAAAAAEbA/leq7OMDzLUk/s400/Laura2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680496940531461874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Se há pessoas verdadeiramente amigas dos animais, a Laura é uma delas. Quase todos os dias tem uma novidade para contar dum gatinho, dum cãozinho ou, tão só, dum simples inseto. Depois, coincidência ou não, acontecem-lhe coisas que vão de encontro a esse amor. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nAp6PuvFhQM/TtUtxTtwz5I/AAAAAAAAEa0/cS3AkfXeuHM/s1600/Laura1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 95px; height: 109px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nAp6PuvFhQM/TtUtxTtwz5I/AAAAAAAAEa0/cS3AkfXeuHM/s400/Laura1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680496830126804882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;E estou a lembrar-me  da borboleta que lhe pousou na cara - &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/2011/07/mensagem-da-borboleta.html"&gt;aqui&lt;/a&gt; - quase como se, numa carícia, lhe dissesse que ela era especial.&lt;br /&gt;E é. Há dias, durante o intervalo, a Laura chegou à sala num enorme pranto. O que foi, o que não foi, conta lá. E ela, inconsolável, lá contou que um colega tinha matado uma joaninha. E a Laura sofria deveras!&lt;br /&gt;Talvez seja por isso que no aniversário da Laura aconteça sempre algo de especial. No ano passado, quando estávamos a festejar na sala de aula, lá fora a neve caía, esplendorosa, dando um toque diferente a qualquer manifestação de vida. Hoje, dia do seu 7.º aniversário, a data coincidiu com a ida à Biblioteca Eugénio de Andrade, onde assistimos à Hora do Conto. Isto é que é sorte, hem?&lt;br /&gt;Parabéns, Laura!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5334488103117323439-4168463908027885173?l=eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/feeds/4168463908027885173/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5334488103117323439&amp;postID=4168463908027885173' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/4168463908027885173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/4168463908027885173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/2011/11/parabens-laura.html' title='PARABÉNS, LAURA!'/><author><name>AC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5GzH9xn6-rM/S6UoCgkqaEI/AAAAAAAACUg/DUHdGm_cKDA/S220/gardunha_caminhoromano.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v_9bQqX-Vx4/TtUt3vASLvI/AAAAAAAAEbA/leq7OMDzLUk/s72-c/Laura2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334488103117323439.post-7156083251379381278</id><published>2011-11-29T18:48:00.004Z</published><updated>2011-11-29T18:58:15.884Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poesia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Biblioteca Eugénio de Andrade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Língua Portuguesa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Projeto &quot;Um livro um tesouro&quot;'/><title type='text'>ENCONTRO COM ALICE CARDOSO</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_iVkGyVelco/TtUpFA813uI/AAAAAAAAEao/9xV2HjHomHs/s1600/AC-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 319px; height: 239px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_iVkGyVelco/TtUpFA813uI/AAAAAAAAEao/9xV2HjHomHs/s400/AC-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680491671129022178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Ontem fomos à Biblioteca&lt;br /&gt;Tínhamos uma pessoa à nossa espera&lt;br /&gt;Era a escritora Alice Cardoso&lt;br /&gt;Foi uma grande festa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Foi muito emocionante&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Os seus livros ficámos a conhecer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Foi fascinante&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Temos mais vontade de os ler.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Era uma pessoa muito simpática&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Satisfez a nossa curiosidade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Respondeu às nossas perguntas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Com muita bondade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Um autógrafo ela nos deu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ficámos muito felizes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cada um agradeceu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;E um beijinho ela recebeu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Para recordar este encontro&lt;br /&gt;Alguns trouxeram um livro seu&lt;br /&gt;Puseram-se logo a ler&lt;br /&gt;Alice Cardoso não iremos esquecer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Poesia coletiva - alunos do 3.º ano&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-scxM7qCem-c/TtUo-mK75jI/AAAAAAAAEac/DPdtfet0uLU/s1600/AC-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 323px; height: 242px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-scxM7qCem-c/TtUo-mK75jI/AAAAAAAAEac/DPdtfet0uLU/s400/AC-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680491560861165106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5334488103117323439-7156083251379381278?l=eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/feeds/7156083251379381278/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5334488103117323439&amp;postID=7156083251379381278' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/7156083251379381278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/7156083251379381278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/2011/11/encontro-com-alice-cardoso.html' title='ENCONTRO COM ALICE CARDOSO'/><author><name>AC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5GzH9xn6-rM/S6UoCgkqaEI/AAAAAAAACUg/DUHdGm_cKDA/S220/gardunha_caminhoromano.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_iVkGyVelco/TtUpFA813uI/AAAAAAAAEao/9xV2HjHomHs/s72-c/AC-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334488103117323439.post-547199517337398747</id><published>2011-11-28T19:57:00.005Z</published><updated>2011-11-28T21:27:11.852Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Natal'/><title type='text'>CONCURSO DE PRESÉPIOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-28lD_zfwn38/TtPnvLkH1UI/AAAAAAAAEaQ/HHKjU6omfS8/s1600/Pres%25C3%25A9pio.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 306px; height: 260px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-28lD_zfwn38/TtPnvLkH1UI/AAAAAAAAEaQ/HHKjU6omfS8/s400/Pres%25C3%25A9pio.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680138352788493634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;Presépio da exposição de 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tal como diz, no seu soltar de voz, certo cantor da nossa praça, a vida não para, e há que tudo fazer para lhe dar sustentáculo. À vida, claro. E nós vamos fazendo por isso.&lt;br /&gt;Com o intuito de conjugar algumas preocupações ambientais - traduzidas no novo projeto da escola, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Planeta Azul&lt;/span&gt; - com a preservação da tradição do presépio, muito arreigada em nós, a Escola EB1 Aldeia de Joanes está a desafiar os seus alunos para um concurso de presépios. Os trabalhos, nos quais se recomenda o envolvimento das famílias, deverão ser elaborados a partir do aproveitamento de materiais diversos, e estarão em exposição no átrio da ADCRAJ a partir de 12 de dezembro.&lt;br /&gt;Este ano, ao contrário dos anteriores, os trabalhos serão apreciados por um júri, e o concurso rege-se pelo seguinte...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;REGULAMENTO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-style: italic;"&gt;1 - Poderão participar no concurso todos os alunos da Escola EB1 Aldeia de Joanes.&lt;br /&gt;2 - Cada aluno apenas poderá apresentar um presépio.&lt;br /&gt;3 - O presépio deverá ser elaborado à base de produtos reutilizáveis e/ou recicláveis.&lt;br /&gt;4 - Os presépios deverão ser entregues na escola, devidamente identificados, até à sexta-feira do dia 9 de dezembro de 2011.&lt;br /&gt;5 - O júri será formado por três elementos, convidados para o efeito pelos professores da EB1 Aldeia de Joanes.&lt;br /&gt;6 - Compete ao júri verificar se foram cumpridas as condições exigidas e classificar os presépios concorrentes para a atribuição dos prémios.&lt;br /&gt;7 - As decisões do júri não são passíveis de recurso.&lt;br /&gt;8 - Os parâmetros de avaliação terão em conta a criatividade e originalidade, a coerência com o tema, a qualidade artística e estética e ainda os materiais utilizados.&lt;br /&gt;9 - Serão atribuídos prémios aos três primeiros classificados e diplomas de participação a todos os concorrentes.&lt;br /&gt;10 - Os prémios serão entregues no Dia de Reis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5334488103117323439-547199517337398747?l=eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/feeds/547199517337398747/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5334488103117323439&amp;postID=547199517337398747' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/547199517337398747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/547199517337398747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/2011/11/concurso-de-presepios.html' title='CONCURSO DE PRESÉPIOS'/><author><name>AC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5GzH9xn6-rM/S6UoCgkqaEI/AAAAAAAACUg/DUHdGm_cKDA/S220/gardunha_caminhoromano.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-28lD_zfwn38/TtPnvLkH1UI/AAAAAAAAEaQ/HHKjU6omfS8/s72-c/Pres%25C3%25A9pio.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334488103117323439.post-3837010940566798511</id><published>2011-11-25T21:47:00.004Z</published><updated>2011-11-25T21:49:32.224Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Projecto &quot;Cantinho da Ciência&quot;'/><title type='text'>DA COLHEITA À CONSERVA DA AZEITONA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: auto; WIDTH: 390px; VISIBILITY: visible"&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 390px; HEIGHT: 300px" height="300" name="shimmer_tiles" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" align="middle" width="390" src="http://flash.picturetrail.com/pflicks/3/spflick.swf" allowscriptaccess="sameDomain" bgcolor="#000000" wmode="transparent" flashvars="ql=2&amp;amp;src1=http://pic80.picturetrail.com/VOL1956/12019581/flicks/1/8667544" quality="high"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5334488103117323439-3837010940566798511?l=eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/feeds/3837010940566798511/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5334488103117323439&amp;postID=3837010940566798511' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/3837010940566798511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/3837010940566798511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/2011/11/da-colheita-conserva-da-azeitona.html' title='DA COLHEITA À CONSERVA DA AZEITONA'/><author><name>JB</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rwcu6JdiSiU/TC-JlxjLgmI/AAAAAAAABBA/YVjywLdAg80/S220/lirio-amarelo-e-borboleta-azul.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334488103117323439.post-7332426107881915069</id><published>2011-11-25T19:41:00.016Z</published><updated>2011-11-25T21:04:47.481Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Projecto &quot;Cantinho da Ciência&quot;'/><title type='text'>QUEM É QUE VAI COMER AS AZEITONAS?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gkr8nHFmcBs/Ts_wD_RYNTI/AAAAAAAAEZs/pWUgexo00Us/s1600/Az1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 339px; height: 254px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gkr8nHFmcBs/Ts_wD_RYNTI/AAAAAAAAEZs/pWUgexo00Us/s400/Az1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679021606452081970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A construção da vida é feita de muitas formas, que cada um vai adaptando à sua forma de ver e sentir as coisas. A sua complexidade, contudo, é imune a receitas, mas há coisas que parecem reunir algum consenso: misturar nacos de criatividade e vontade de trilhar novos caminhos com algumas rotinas comprovadamente saudáveis. No fundo, é a segurança que elas  proporcionam que dá sustento aos novos passos.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Nh55yjNIXuM/Ts_v307E3FI/AAAAAAAAEZg/qnLHSihna8o/s1600/Az2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 170px; height: 127px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Nh55yjNIXuM/Ts_v307E3FI/AAAAAAAAEZg/qnLHSihna8o/s400/Az2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679021397515754578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Há dias noticiámos aqui a colheita de algumas azeitonas - prática dos últimos anos - por parte dos alunos, num olival junto à escola, com o intuito de fazer a sua conserva. Pois bem, hoje foi dia de iniciar o tratamento, e toda a escola se reuniu no pátio para reforçar aprendizagens desta atividade sazonal. Retalharam, observaram a mistura de ingredientes - água de nascente, sal, orégãos,  casca de laranja, alho - fizeram perguntas, comentaram... O Guilherme Silveira deve gostar mesmo de azeitonas, pois, ao observar toda aquela azáfama, não se conteve:&lt;br /&gt;- Quando estiverem prontas, quem é que fica com as azeitonas?&lt;br /&gt;Por entre os risos dos colegas, lá surge a explicação de que toda a gente as iria provar. Que é, como todos sabem, a prática de todos os anos. Mas este ano o Guilherme vai ter direito a uma mão cheia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hMZyOP88zZA/Ts_vz5dVNLI/AAAAAAAAEZU/9hhGLkcZ96M/s1600/Az3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 330px; height: 248px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hMZyOP88zZA/Ts_vz5dVNLI/AAAAAAAAEZU/9hhGLkcZ96M/s400/Az3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679021330013697202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5334488103117323439-7332426107881915069?l=eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/feeds/7332426107881915069/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5334488103117323439&amp;postID=7332426107881915069' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/7332426107881915069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/7332426107881915069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/2011/11/conservar-azeitonas.html' title='QUEM É QUE VAI COMER AS AZEITONAS?'/><author><name>AC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5GzH9xn6-rM/S6UoCgkqaEI/AAAAAAAACUg/DUHdGm_cKDA/S220/gardunha_caminhoromano.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gkr8nHFmcBs/Ts_wD_RYNTI/AAAAAAAAEZs/pWUgexo00Us/s72-c/Az1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334488103117323439.post-4521253759371013943</id><published>2011-11-24T20:47:00.006Z</published><updated>2011-11-24T21:26:38.551Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Visitantes'/><title type='text'>A RÃ JARDINEIRA</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HLeo2X1uT9U/Ts6txefjwII/AAAAAAAAEY8/p8cttvTeGIc/s1600/R%25C3%25A31.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 265px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HLeo2X1uT9U/Ts6txefjwII/AAAAAAAAEY8/p8cttvTeGIc/s400/R%25C3%25A31.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678667245671399554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Uma das coisas que define a nossa escola, aberta que está a muitas atividades, é o número de visitantes que recebe. Há uns, porém, que não carecem de convite para aparecer. É o caso da rã que ilustra as duas fotos deste post, que, pelos vistos, se sente como peixe na água no nosso jardim.&lt;br /&gt;Quem a encontrou foi a Teresa, que imediatamente a quis mostrar aos nossos pequenotes. Ela sabe que estes visitantes não devem ser perturbados na sua azáfama, mas ficou tão deslumbrada com o seu verde vivo que se lhe perdoa o gesto.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q7nlZ01jxKU/Ts6ts11mexI/AAAAAAAAEYw/GeBaq6POoAk/s1600/R%25C3%25A32.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 141px; height: 123px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q7nlZ01jxKU/Ts6ts11mexI/AAAAAAAAEYw/GeBaq6POoAk/s400/R%25C3%25A32.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678667166038522642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Escusado será dizer que o animal rapidamente foi devolvido ao seu espaço, mas a sua "visita" acabou por despertar o bichinho da curiosidade e quisemos saber mais a seu respeito. Foi assim que descobrimos que era uma rã arborícola europeia, mais conhecida em Portugal por rela. Com a devida vénia, aqui fica um pequeno resumo do que apurámos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:85%;"  &gt;A &lt;strong&gt;rela &lt;/strong&gt;(&lt;em&gt;Hyla arborea&lt;/em&gt;) é um pequeno anuro (anfíbio sem cauda), geralmente com menos de 5 cm de comprimento. Possui olhos proeminentes e laterais; a íris é dourada com reticulado escuro. Tem membros compridos com 5 dedos nas patas posteriores e 4 nas anteriores. Os dedos terminam em discos adesivos (característica que lhes permite trepar, mesmo em superfícies escorregadias). A pele das relas é lisa e brilhante superiormente e mais granulosa ventralmente. A coloração é em geral verde-vivo, mas podem aparecer indivíduos azulados, acinzentados ou acastanhados&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;. (...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:hyphenationzone&gt;21&lt;/w:HyphenationZone&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable  {mso-style-name:"Tabela normal";  mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0;  mso-tstyle-colband-size:0;  mso-style-noshow:yes;  mso-style-parent:"";  mso-padding-alt:0cm 5.4pt 0cm 5.4pt;  mso-para-margin:0cm;  mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:10.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Estes animais são tão discretos que a rela nunca mais foi vista. Ainda bem, pois há formas de vida que requerem o seu recato.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5334488103117323439-4521253759371013943?l=eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/feeds/4521253759371013943/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5334488103117323439&amp;postID=4521253759371013943' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/4521253759371013943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/4521253759371013943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/2011/11/ra-jardineira.html' title='A RÃ JARDINEIRA'/><author><name>AC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5GzH9xn6-rM/S6UoCgkqaEI/AAAAAAAACUg/DUHdGm_cKDA/S220/gardunha_caminhoromano.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HLeo2X1uT9U/Ts6txefjwII/AAAAAAAAEY8/p8cttvTeGIc/s72-c/R%25C3%25A31.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334488103117323439.post-7957031321633414736</id><published>2011-11-23T20:32:00.006Z</published><updated>2011-11-23T22:59:12.505Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Projecto &quot;Um livro um tesouro&quot;'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Língua Portuguesa'/><title type='text'>"A MALA ASSOMBRADA" E OUTRAS HISTÓRIAS - 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A MALA DAS AVENTURAS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IFlugzpSxKw/Ts1Yj4fhSXI/AAAAAAAACME/Ll39SeemOeI/s1600/m4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 281px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 247px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678292078667319666" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IFlugzpSxKw/Ts1Yj4fhSXI/AAAAAAAACME/Ll39SeemOeI/s320/m4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Era uma vez uma mala de aventuras. Ela carregava as maiores riquezas da vida (as maiores recordações) e com ela podia voltar ao meu passado.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Certo dia, resolvi abrir a mala e voltei às minhas maiores aventuras: fazer anos, aprender a andar de bicicleta sem rodinhas...Foi numa tarde de sol que peguei na minha bicicleta e pedi ao meu pai umas chaves. Comecei a tirar a primeira roda e de seguida tirei a segunda rodinha e quando o meu pai deu conta já eu sabia andar de bicicleta sem rodinhas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A partir desse dia foi sempre a pedalar todos os dias.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Foi muito divertido! Espero que chegue novamente o verão para poder voltar a andar de bicicleta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A minha mala é uma alegria e vai ser sempre a minha companhia!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Texto e ilustração: João Miguel Barreiros - 4.º ano&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5334488103117323439-7957031321633414736?l=eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/feeds/7957031321633414736/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5334488103117323439&amp;postID=7957031321633414736' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/7957031321633414736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/7957031321633414736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/2011/11/mala-assombrada-e-outras-historias-2.html' title='&quot;A MALA ASSOMBRADA&quot; E OUTRAS HISTÓRIAS - 2'/><author><name>JB</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rwcu6JdiSiU/TC-JlxjLgmI/AAAAAAAABBA/YVjywLdAg80/S220/lirio-amarelo-e-borboleta-azul.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IFlugzpSxKw/Ts1Yj4fhSXI/AAAAAAAACME/Ll39SeemOeI/s72-c/m4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334488103117323439.post-8945672586894737766</id><published>2011-11-23T19:48:00.005Z</published><updated>2011-11-23T22:40:41.605Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Projeto Planeta Azul'/><title type='text'>SEMANA EUROPEIA DA PREVENÇÃO DE RESÍDUOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L4ugtUXBt9k/Ts1OcBuxI6I/AAAAAAAAEYY/5L0ZSDD_S9w/s1600/Recicla1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 343px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L4ugtUXBt9k/Ts1OcBuxI6I/AAAAAAAAEYY/5L0ZSDD_S9w/s400/Recicla1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678280948591960994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Na segunda-feira, dia 21 de novembro, fomos à Biblioteca Eugénio de Andrade para participar num ateliê muito especial. Lá, aprendemos que algum lixo se pode transformar em objetos úteis e bonitos.&lt;br /&gt;Então, transformámos um pacote de leite, trapos e fitas num saquinho para oferecer presentes.&lt;br /&gt;Mais uma vez a Susana nos falou da ideia dos 3 R's (reduzir, reciclar, reutilizar).&lt;br /&gt;Vamos todos cumprir esta regra para que o nosso planeta seja mais azul.&lt;br /&gt;Vejam como ficaram os nossos bonitos saquinhos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ndmYAZqqhTs/Ts1PqqZAEMI/AAAAAAAAEYk/s-wthwqkI08/s1600/Recicla2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 343px; height: 237px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ndmYAZqqhTs/Ts1PqqZAEMI/AAAAAAAAEYk/s-wthwqkI08/s400/Recicla2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678282299536314562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Texto coletivo - 3.º ano&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5334488103117323439-8945672586894737766?l=eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/feeds/8945672586894737766/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5334488103117323439&amp;postID=8945672586894737766' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/8945672586894737766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/8945672586894737766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/2011/11/semana-europeia-da-prevencao-de.html' title='SEMANA EUROPEIA DA PREVENÇÃO DE RESÍDUOS'/><author><name>AC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5GzH9xn6-rM/S6UoCgkqaEI/AAAAAAAACUg/DUHdGm_cKDA/S220/gardunha_caminhoromano.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L4ugtUXBt9k/Ts1OcBuxI6I/AAAAAAAAEYY/5L0ZSDD_S9w/s72-c/Recicla1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334488103117323439.post-8796472399524102255</id><published>2011-11-22T22:02:00.007Z</published><updated>2011-11-23T12:30:47.935Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Projeto Planeta Azul'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Projeto &quot;Um livro um tesouro&quot;'/><title type='text'>PEDRO SEROMENHO</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M-hIvB_17Qk/TswcOhNffhI/AAAAAAAAEYA/gFT9uLRduww/s1600/Pedro_Seromenho.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 312px; height: 234px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M-hIvB_17Qk/TswcOhNffhI/AAAAAAAAEYA/gFT9uLRduww/s400/Pedro_Seromenho.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677944265966059026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;E se, de repente, te aparecesse um escritor pela frente? Sim, uma daquelas pessoas plenas de dádiva, com o coração cheio de coisas lindas, que escreve os livros maravilhosos que tu gostas. Queres ir conhecer um?&lt;br /&gt;O convite era aliciante, e as turmas do 1.º e do 2.º anos lá partiram para o edifício do Jardim de Infância para ouvir Pedro Seromenho, que anda em périplo a divulgar a sua última obra, o pack Reciclo Mania, que contempla quatro títulos: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Chico Fantástico Super Herói de Plástico&lt;/span&gt;; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Felismina Cartolina e João Papelão, uma Paixão de Papel e Cartão&lt;/span&gt;; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Maria Botelha e a Garrafa Aventureira&lt;/span&gt;; e, por fim, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;O Palhaço Avaria e o Planeta Bateria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para além do aliciante de as obras terem tudo a ver com o Projeto Planeta Azul, que este ano estamos a desenvolver na escola, Pedro Seromenho é um escriba bastante comunicativo e acessível, prendendo desde o início a atenção dos miúdos. E estes puderam constatar, in loco, que um escritor não é um bicho de sete cabeças, é uma pessoa como as outras. Mas com um dom, o de se sentir realizado na partilha com os outros através de palavras que se colam a nós. E isso pode fazer a diferença em termos referenciais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5334488103117323439-8796472399524102255?l=eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/feeds/8796472399524102255/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5334488103117323439&amp;postID=8796472399524102255' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/8796472399524102255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/8796472399524102255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/2011/11/pedro-seromenho.html' title='PEDRO SEROMENHO'/><author><name>AC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5GzH9xn6-rM/S6UoCgkqaEI/AAAAAAAACUg/DUHdGm_cKDA/S220/gardunha_caminhoromano.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M-hIvB_17Qk/TswcOhNffhI/AAAAAAAAEYA/gFT9uLRduww/s72-c/Pedro_Seromenho.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334488103117323439.post-563091041346373534</id><published>2011-11-22T19:45:00.014Z</published><updated>2011-11-22T21:49:30.413Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PNL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Projecto &quot;Um livro um tesouro&quot;'/><title type='text'>"A MALA ASSOMBRADA" E OUTRAS HISTÓRIAS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 248px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 231px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677909682152725874" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TSr26z2PZiM/Tsv8xed23XI/AAAAAAAACLU/4SpO13UqcG4/s320/untitledma.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;São vários os objetivos que levam a nossa escola a participar nas atividades desenvolvidas na Biblioteca Eugénio de Andrade. As "meninas da biblioteca" têm sido exemplares na forma como promovem a divulgação de obras, a criação de hábitos de leitura e o gosto pela requisição de livros. E os nossos alunos, sempre que podem, fazem questão de requisitar algumas das histórias que aí são apresentadas para continuarem a sua leitura em casa ou na escola. Foi o que aconteceu, por exemplo, com &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Mala Assombrada&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, de &lt;strong&gt;David Machado&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Este é um livro que "brinca" com os medos das crianças. Aqui, a assombração é um fantasma que persegue dois irmãos, um de nove anos com medo de tudo e um de cinco anos, que pelo contrário, não tem medo de nada. Que fariam se encontrassem uma &lt;em&gt;"pequena mala, com a pele gasta e uma fechadura ferrugenta"&lt;/em&gt; em cima de um muro? Será que o fantasma existe mesmo? A curiosidade dos nossos alunos só foi satisfeita quando a leitura da história foi concluída na sala de aula!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Da leitura à escrita, e como "história puxa história", a imaginação vai ganhando asas e os nossos alunos vão inventando as suas próprias aventuras... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;A MALA ENCANTADA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 227px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677921268140725698" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9lBG-_Mj9rw/TswHT3op1cI/AAAAAAAACL4/zxd3pKymBUk/s320/m1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Se eu encontrasse um mala gostava que fosse uma mala encantada. Lá dentro teria doces. Quando alguém comesse um doce começava a cantar e nunca mais ficava triste. Eu ia gostar muito da minha mala e não queria nunca perdê-la. Esta seria a minha querida mala. Uma mala muito gira e super grande, para lá caberem todas a alegrias do mundo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Texto e ilustração: Francisco Paulo - 2.º ano&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;A MALA DAS CORES E DOS ANIMAIS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 228px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677916548835640178" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8kngj4NRjfs/TswDBK2pA3I/AAAAAAAACLg/bGtazsv-a3I/s320/m3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;A minha mala tem lá dentro muitas cores e muitos animais. Quando um animal saltasse, caíam cores do céu e os animais ficavam a pensar nas estrelas e nunca mais paravam de sonhar. Tinham sonhos de todas as cores. Assim era a mala que eu gostava de encontrar e de guardar para sempre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Texto e ilustração: Rita Duarte - 2.º ano&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5334488103117323439-563091041346373534?l=eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/feeds/563091041346373534/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5334488103117323439&amp;postID=563091041346373534' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/563091041346373534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/563091041346373534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/2011/11/mala-assombrada-e-outras-historias.html' title='&quot;A MALA ASSOMBRADA&quot; E OUTRAS HISTÓRIAS'/><author><name>JB</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rwcu6JdiSiU/TC-JlxjLgmI/AAAAAAAABBA/YVjywLdAg80/S220/lirio-amarelo-e-borboleta-azul.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TSr26z2PZiM/Tsv8xed23XI/AAAAAAAACLU/4SpO13UqcG4/s72-c/untitledma.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334488103117323439.post-18966231567214381</id><published>2011-11-21T20:45:00.010Z</published><updated>2011-11-21T22:34:37.913Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Língua Portuguesa'/><title type='text'>D. AFONSO HENRIQUES NO SÉCULO XXI</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Aqw9wkphRd0/Tsq57LOhSLI/AAAAAAAACK8/Q6Xb9Hns_s8/s1600/rei54.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 337px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 352px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677554706531043506" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Aqw9wkphRd0/Tsq57LOhSLI/AAAAAAAACK8/Q6Xb9Hns_s8/s320/rei54.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tinha chegado o dia da excursão ao castelo de Guimarães. Estávamos muito felizes! Fui com a minha namorada, a Rita.&lt;/div&gt;Quando chegámos a Guimarães, passámos ao lado da estátua de D. Afonso Henriques, o primeiro rei de Portugal, e a seguir fomos visitar o castelo. Passámos pelo adarve, pelas quatro torres com ameias pentagonais, entre outros sítios. Lindíssimo castelo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Quando íamos almoçar, tornámos a passar pela estátua de D. Afonso Henriques e ouvi:&lt;/div&gt;- Psst, psst! Tu aí!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Olhei para trás e D. Afonso Henriques estava a falar para mim. Até desmaiei! Quando acordei, D. Afonso Henriques ainda estava a olhar para mim. E eu disse-lhe:&lt;/div&gt;- Estou mesmo acordado?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;E ele retorquiu:&lt;/div&gt;- Sim, estás!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;- Se és mesmo tu, eu já pesquisei muito sobre ti na Internet. E, pelo que li, tu foste um grande conquistador! Ainda agora estive no castelo onde tu viveste! E tiveste sete filhos... - disse-lhe, ainda com ar de quem estava a olhar para um fantasma.&lt;/div&gt;- É verdade, bons tempos! E a propósito, o que é a Internet? - perguntou-me, &lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 178px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 206px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677564165253906578" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pBSCHfbFDhk/TsrChvtyQJI/AAAAAAAACLI/CHBXDyl2tXw/s320/rei2%2B001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;curioso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;- É um espaço onde podemos procurar todo o tipo de informação. Basta ter um computador.&lt;/div&gt;- Um quê? Ah, eu prefiro a minha espada!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;E fazendo um esforço para não soltar uma gargalhada, perguntei-lhe:&lt;/div&gt;- Podes falar-me das tuas batalhas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;E D. Afonso Henriques, como se regressasse ao seu passado, começou a falar-me da sua vida.&lt;/div&gt;- Quando eu tinha três anos, o meu pai, D. Henrique de Borgonha, morreu. Então, até aos 12 anos, fiquei aos cuidados de Egas Moniz. Aos 14 anos armei-me cavaleiro na catedral de Zamora. Não gostei nada quando a minha mãe se aliou ao rei de Leão. Tornei-me chefe de um movimento que defendia a independência do Condado. E travei duas guerras: uma contra os partidários da minha mãe, em 1128, a conhecida Batalha de S. Mamede, e outra contra Afonso VII de Leão, que queria ficar com o condado. Travei muitas lutas... Lembro-me da Batalha de Ourique, em 1139, uma grande vitória cristã! Em 1143, é reconhecida a independência de Portugal no Tratado de Zamora e eu o seu primeiro rei. Morri em 1185, nesta cidade onde nasci...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;- Uau! Obrigado! Já agora, gostava de continuar a saber mais coisas sobre o teu passado. Podes dar-me o teu número de telemóvel?&lt;/div&gt;- Dava de boa vontade, mas desconheço tal coisa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;- Bem, pois, quase me esquecia, mas já estamos no século XXI e Portugal está muito diferente! Então, voltarei para te contar novidades desta herança que nos deixaste...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Texto: Pedro Melfe - 4.º ano&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ilustração: Ema Bianca (em cima) e Guilherme Lourenço (em baixo) - 4.º ano &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5334488103117323439-18966231567214381?l=eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/feeds/18966231567214381/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5334488103117323439&amp;postID=18966231567214381' title='11 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/18966231567214381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/18966231567214381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/2011/11/d-afonso-henriques-no-seculo-xxi.html' title='D. AFONSO HENRIQUES NO SÉCULO XXI'/><author><name>JB</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rwcu6JdiSiU/TC-JlxjLgmI/AAAAAAAABBA/YVjywLdAg80/S220/lirio-amarelo-e-borboleta-azul.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Aqw9wkphRd0/Tsq57LOhSLI/AAAAAAAACK8/Q6Xb9Hns_s8/s72-c/rei54.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334488103117323439.post-4868698228311507676</id><published>2011-11-21T19:32:00.008Z</published><updated>2011-11-21T20:40:29.549Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Projecto &quot;Cantinho da Ciência&quot;'/><title type='text'>A APANHA DA AZEITONA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sGcOojoz4ZI/TsqnwxH8AbI/AAAAAAAACKw/XMmgt5_0Hq0/s1600/des.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 224px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 325px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677534736516121010" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sGcOojoz4ZI/TsqnwxH8AbI/AAAAAAAACKw/XMmgt5_0Hq0/s320/des.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; No dia 18 de novembro, nós e os alunos do 2.º ano fomos apanhar a azeitona ao olival que está atrás da nossa escola.&lt;/div&gt;Organizados em fila lá fomos, muito entusiasmados, até ao olival, a imaginar como seria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Começámos a apanhar as azeitonas dos ramos mais baixos, mas a situação começou a complicar-se, pois não chegávamos aos ramos mais altos. Então começámos a desenrascar-nos: alguns punham-se às cavalitas dos outros, outros quase trepavam às oliveiras (sendo logo chamados à atenção pelos professores) e outros colhiam as azeitonas dos ramos que os professores agarravam...&lt;/div&gt;Estávamos muito entretidos quando avistámos um animal de quatro patas, duas orelhas, uma cauda e dois olhos: era o cão da senhora Maria da Luz, a catequista de alguns alunos da nossa escola.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Passado algum tempo, um senhor, que também andava à colheita da azeitona, indicou-nos uma oliveira que se encontrava mais ao fundo do terreno e que estava carregadinha de azeitonas grossas e verdes. Lá fomos nós e aí apanhámos a azeitona sem dificuldade pois os ramos estavam à nossa altura.&lt;/div&gt;Quando acabámos de encher os dois baldes, regressámos à escola. E esta foi a primeira etapa da conserva de azeitonas que fazemos na escola já há alguns anos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Foi muito divertido!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w4VYBRMjKSg/Tsqnmuok56I/AAAAAAAACKk/fv6iI0HW2Oc/s1600/des1%2B001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 337px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 223px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677534564049020834" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w4VYBRMjKSg/Tsqnmuok56I/AAAAAAAACKk/fv6iI0HW2Oc/s320/des1%2B001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Texto: Joana Amaral - 4.º ano&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Ilustrações: Beatriz Mendes (em cima) e Mélanie Borges (em baixo)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5334488103117323439-4868698228311507676?l=eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/feeds/4868698228311507676/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5334488103117323439&amp;postID=4868698228311507676' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/4868698228311507676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/4868698228311507676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/2011/11/blog-post.html' title='A APANHA DA AZEITONA'/><author><name>JB</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rwcu6JdiSiU/TC-JlxjLgmI/AAAAAAAABBA/YVjywLdAg80/S220/lirio-amarelo-e-borboleta-azul.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sGcOojoz4ZI/TsqnwxH8AbI/AAAAAAAACKw/XMmgt5_0Hq0/s72-c/des.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334488103117323439.post-2658504806499941741</id><published>2011-11-21T18:24:00.004Z</published><updated>2011-11-21T18:36:17.821Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Projecto &quot;Cantinho da Ciência&quot;'/><title type='text'>AZEITONAS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bMaqZkZhhhA/TsqXfZ5CpHI/AAAAAAAAEXQ/SPYFL6kp-Hw/s1600/azeitonas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 323px; height: 242px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bMaqZkZhhhA/TsqXfZ5CpHI/AAAAAAAAEXQ/SPYFL6kp-Hw/s400/azeitonas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677516846035805298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;No dia 18 a Escola EB1 Aldeia de Joanes foi apanhar azeitonas.&lt;br /&gt;Eu apanhei 140 azeitonas. Os outros meninos sei lá eu!&lt;br /&gt;Eu e a Melanie trabalhámos em conjunto, eu puxava os ramos um bocadinho mais altos para baixo e a Melanie colhia. Eu adorei.&lt;br /&gt;Vimos lá um rato, mas depois o rato fugiu e nós fomos para a escola.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Texto: Duarte Rocha - 2.º ano&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5334488103117323439-2658504806499941741?l=eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/feeds/2658504806499941741/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5334488103117323439&amp;postID=2658504806499941741' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/2658504806499941741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/2658504806499941741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/2011/11/azeitonas.html' title='AZEITONAS'/><author><name>AC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5GzH9xn6-rM/S6UoCgkqaEI/AAAAAAAACUg/DUHdGm_cKDA/S220/gardunha_caminhoromano.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bMaqZkZhhhA/TsqXfZ5CpHI/AAAAAAAAEXQ/SPYFL6kp-Hw/s72-c/azeitonas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334488103117323439.post-6693629181247714193</id><published>2011-11-18T21:59:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-11-18T22:00:29.816Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eventos'/><title type='text'>RECORDAR O MAGUSTO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: auto; WIDTH: 390px; VISIBILITY: visible"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 390px; HEIGHT: 300px" height="300" name="zoom_and_fade" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" align="middle" width="390" src="http://flash.picturetrail.com/pflicks/3/spflick.swf" allowscriptaccess="sameDomain" bgcolor="#000000" wmode="transparent" flashvars="ql=2&amp;amp;src1=http://pic80.picturetrail.com/VOL1956/12019581/flicks/1/8662749" quality="high"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/5334488103117323439-6693629181247714193?l=eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/feeds/6693629181247714193/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5334488103117323439&amp;postID=6693629181247714193' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/6693629181247714193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/6693629181247714193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/2011/11/recordar-o-magusto.html' title='RECORDAR O MAGUSTO'/><author><name>JB</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rwcu6JdiSiU/TC-JlxjLgmI/AAAAAAAABBA/YVjywLdAg80/S220/lirio-amarelo-e-borboleta-azul.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334488103117323439.post-1517352323935023783</id><published>2011-11-18T19:17:00.010Z</published><updated>2011-11-21T20:38:54.228Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eventos'/><title type='text'>O MAGUSTO EM BANDA DESENHADA</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6t1eF5-vqPM/TsqvCXBhE3I/AAAAAAAAEXc/TuP2fVgrk5A/s1600/Mag_Leonor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 334px; height: 576px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6t1eF5-vqPM/TsqvCXBhE3I/AAAAAAAAEXc/TuP2fVgrk5A/s400/Mag_Leonor.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677542735328908146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Banda desenhada: Leonor Dinis - 4.º ano&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5334488103117323439-1517352323935023783?l=eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/feeds/1517352323935023783/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5334488103117323439&amp;postID=1517352323935023783' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/1517352323935023783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/1517352323935023783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/2011/11/o-magusto-em-banda-desenhada.html' title='O MAGUSTO EM BANDA DESENHADA'/><author><name>JB</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rwcu6JdiSiU/TC-JlxjLgmI/AAAAAAAABBA/YVjywLdAg80/S220/lirio-amarelo-e-borboleta-azul.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6t1eF5-vqPM/TsqvCXBhE3I/AAAAAAAAEXc/TuP2fVgrk5A/s72-c/Mag_Leonor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334488103117323439.post-57293080404777471</id><published>2011-11-18T17:50:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-11-18T17:56:24.187Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Língua Portuguesa'/><title type='text'>ADIVINHAS DO MAGUSTO</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;Qual é a coisa, qual é ela&lt;br /&gt;Que está no ouriço&lt;br /&gt;E é mais deliciosa&lt;br /&gt;Que um chouriço?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Elaborada por Margarida Hilário - 3.º ano&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Qual é a coisa, qual é ela&lt;br /&gt;Que parece ter dois sóis&lt;br /&gt;E gira, gira, gira&lt;br /&gt;Mais rápido que os caracóis?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Elaborada por Beatriz Costa - 3.º ano&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5334488103117323439-57293080404777471?l=eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/feeds/57293080404777471/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5334488103117323439&amp;postID=57293080404777471' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/57293080404777471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/57293080404777471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/2011/11/adivinhas-do-magusto.html' title='ADIVINHAS DO MAGUSTO'/><author><name>AC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5GzH9xn6-rM/S6UoCgkqaEI/AAAAAAAACUg/DUHdGm_cKDA/S220/gardunha_caminhoromano.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334488103117323439.post-8239898806591401674</id><published>2011-11-18T13:10:00.003Z</published><updated>2011-11-18T13:14:11.301Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eventos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='caloiros'/><title type='text'>EU GOSTEI DO MAGUSTO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sJ_dllinNDI/TsZZnxuEkOI/AAAAAAAAEW4/XUGlRQzLxn0/s1600/Dinis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 375px; height: 269px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sJ_dllinNDI/TsZZnxuEkOI/AAAAAAAAEW4/XUGlRQzLxn0/s400/Dinis.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676322920243433698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Dinis Lopes - 1.º ano&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ib2ItlexGdE/TsZZgC3xN6I/AAAAAAAAEWs/wwUyPW5VCho/s1600/Camila.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 369px; height: 271px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ib2ItlexGdE/TsZZgC3xN6I/AAAAAAAAEWs/wwUyPW5VCho/s400/Camila.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676322787408557986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Camila - 1.º ano&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5334488103117323439-8239898806591401674?l=eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/feeds/8239898806591401674/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5334488103117323439&amp;postID=8239898806591401674' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/8239898806591401674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/8239898806591401674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/2011/11/eu-gostei-do-magusto.html' title='EU GOSTEI DO MAGUSTO'/><author><name>AC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5GzH9xn6-rM/S6UoCgkqaEI/AAAAAAAACUg/DUHdGm_cKDA/S220/gardunha_caminhoromano.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sJ_dllinNDI/TsZZnxuEkOI/AAAAAAAAEW4/XUGlRQzLxn0/s72-c/Dinis.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334488103117323439.post-7435510956858381813</id><published>2011-11-17T21:14:00.008Z</published><updated>2011-11-17T22:00:41.977Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eventos'/><title type='text'>O MAGUSTO... UMA GRANDE FESTA!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t5S2ayXJPtM/TsV_NwCmSDI/AAAAAAAACKA/KlixkjMtBBM/s1600/cast%2B001.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676082779581204530" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t5S2ayXJPtM/TsV_NwCmSDI/AAAAAAAACKA/KlixkjMtBBM/s320/cast%2B001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;M&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;al demos por nós, já estávamos no ringue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;guardámos e jogámos até a gincana estar pronta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;astámos as energias a brincar e a saltar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ma manta de caruma já estava prontinha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;eria a fogueira das nossas castanhinhas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ão quentes ficaram que saltavam até ao céu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;s meninos sorriam pois era um grande pitéu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ivertimo-nos muito a andar de bicicleta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;prendemos muito sobre sinais de trânsito.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;stávamos tão contentes que nem pensámos no T.P.C.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ão Martinho foi nosso amigo e trouxe-nos o sol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;omemos bolinhos ao jeito de um piquenique&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;lhávamos em volta e era só diversão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ançámos bem longe a nossa imaginação &lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;té chegar a hora do adeus com grande emoção.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Acróstico: Ricardo Santos; i&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lustração: Joana Amaral - 4.º ano&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5334488103117323439-7435510956858381813?l=eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/feeds/7435510956858381813/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5334488103117323439&amp;postID=7435510956858381813' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/7435510956858381813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/7435510956858381813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/2011/11/o-magusto-uma-grande-festa.html' title='O MAGUSTO... UMA GRANDE FESTA!'/><author><name>JB</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rwcu6JdiSiU/TC-JlxjLgmI/AAAAAAAABBA/YVjywLdAg80/S220/lirio-amarelo-e-borboleta-azul.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t5S2ayXJPtM/TsV_NwCmSDI/AAAAAAAACKA/KlixkjMtBBM/s72-c/cast%2B001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334488103117323439.post-1937511234975884943</id><published>2011-11-17T18:30:00.004Z</published><updated>2011-11-21T20:11:39.105Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eventos'/><title type='text'>O MAGUSTO</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-syisPMzNVr8/TsqwSyqhzYI/AAAAAAAAEX0/Ehwo0qC0dgc/s1600/Mag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 313px; height: 230px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-syisPMzNVr8/TsqwSyqhzYI/AAAAAAAAEX0/Ehwo0qC0dgc/s400/Mag.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677544117138214274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Hoje, dia 17 de Novembro, fomos fazer um magusto no olival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Participou muita gente, participou a Junta de Freguesia, o Jardim de Infância, os idosos, os polícias, etc.&lt;br /&gt;Quando chegámos lá a primeira coisa a fazer foi jogar o jogo do lenço numa grande roda. Ainda bem que não fui a galinha choca. Depois sim, fomos à grande gincana de bicicletas. Primeiro foi o 4.º ano, depois o 3.º, depois sim, finalmente nós, o 2.º ano. Pois esqueci-me, o cabo Cerdeira ensinou-nos os sinais: os de perigo, os de proibição, os de obrigação e os de informação.&lt;br /&gt;Eu não andei de bicicleta porque as que o cabo Cerdeira me dava não eram boas, por isso fiquei a fazer de peão. Que pena!&lt;br /&gt;A seguir fomos buscar as lancheiras que nós tínhamos deixado num muro e comemos o lanche enquanto os do 4.º ano ajudavam os meninos do Jardim de Infância. Depois de comer eu senti-me um pouco mal disposta, ou seja, enjoada. Depois eu e o Duarte parecíamos um boi e uma vaca a olhar para um palácio à espera de uma bicicleta na hora de brincar.&lt;br /&gt;As castanhas estavam deliciosas, mas por acaso só comi uma ou duas castanhas. Havia lá meninos todos enfarruscados.&lt;br /&gt;Eu adorei aquela parte em que eu e o Duarte parecíamos um boi e uma vaca a olhar para um palácio. Tive aquele enjoo, mas de resto tudo bem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Texto e ilustração: Madalena Filipe - 2.º ano&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5334488103117323439-1937511234975884943?l=eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/feeds/1937511234975884943/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5334488103117323439&amp;postID=1937511234975884943' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/1937511234975884943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/1937511234975884943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/2011/11/o-magusto.html' title='O MAGUSTO'/><author><name>AC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5GzH9xn6-rM/S6UoCgkqaEI/AAAAAAAACUg/DUHdGm_cKDA/S220/gardunha_caminhoromano.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-syisPMzNVr8/TsqwSyqhzYI/AAAAAAAAEX0/Ehwo0qC0dgc/s72-c/Mag.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334488103117323439.post-3592051423963116589</id><published>2011-11-17T18:18:00.003Z</published><updated>2011-11-17T21:09:06.931Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eventos'/><title type='text'>MAGUSTO NA ESCOLA</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bGRgBi-Dajg/TsV3zISCFvI/AAAAAAAAEWU/gdG3jThzja0/s1600/mag2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 318px; height: 238px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bGRgBi-Dajg/TsV3zISCFvI/AAAAAAAAEWU/gdG3jThzja0/s400/mag2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676074625650530034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;Hoje houve magusto na escola&lt;br /&gt;Foi muito divertido&lt;br /&gt;As castanhas estavam boas&lt;br /&gt;Fiquei surpreendido!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;Houve gincana de bicicletas&lt;br /&gt;Andámos tanto&lt;br /&gt;Parecíamos uns atletas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mas mais divertido foi brincar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gostámos tanto!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ainda melhor foi enfarruscar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Depois viemos para a escola&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Todos a cantar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Depois fomos comer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;E depois outra vez brincar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;João Nogueira - 3.º ano&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5334488103117323439-3592051423963116589?l=eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/feeds/3592051423963116589/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5334488103117323439&amp;postID=3592051423963116589' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/3592051423963116589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/3592051423963116589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/2011/11/magusto-na-escola.html' title='MAGUSTO NA ESCOLA'/><author><name>AC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5GzH9xn6-rM/S6UoCgkqaEI/AAAAAAAACUg/DUHdGm_cKDA/S220/gardunha_caminhoromano.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bGRgBi-Dajg/TsV3zISCFvI/AAAAAAAAEWU/gdG3jThzja0/s72-c/mag2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334488103117323439.post-7630795559728700720</id><published>2011-11-15T19:17:00.003Z</published><updated>2011-11-15T19:25:35.566Z</updated><title type='text'>A CHUVA</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4Hsp-kqmNLc/TsK8calyVzI/AAAAAAAAEWI/XJhi-LsL-jI/s1600/Chuva.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 311px; height: 233px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4Hsp-kqmNLc/TsK8calyVzI/AAAAAAAAEWI/XJhi-LsL-jI/s400/Chuva.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675305676800415538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hoje está a chover, o tempo está feio.&lt;br /&gt;Eu e os meus amigos já não podemos ir brincar lá para fora. Nós bem perguntamos aos adultos, mas não nos deixam.&lt;br /&gt;Quando estou em casa a minha mãe acende a lareira, o pai dá o leite ao Quico e eu fico a ver a chuva. Quando é hora de ir para a cama a chuva até sabe bem, mas quando acordo já não gosto.&lt;br /&gt;Vou para a escola de carro e depois vou de guarda chuva.&lt;br /&gt;Quando chove, no recreio brincamos na sala e às vezes no pátio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Texto: Rita Mesquita - 2.º ano&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5334488103117323439-7630795559728700720?l=eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/feeds/7630795559728700720/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5334488103117323439&amp;postID=7630795559728700720' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/7630795559728700720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/7630795559728700720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/2011/11/chuva.html' title='A CHUVA'/><author><name>AC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5GzH9xn6-rM/S6UoCgkqaEI/AAAAAAAACUg/DUHdGm_cKDA/S220/gardunha_caminhoromano.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4Hsp-kqmNLc/TsK8calyVzI/AAAAAAAAEWI/XJhi-LsL-jI/s72-c/Chuva.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334488103117323439.post-4304203510508830534</id><published>2011-11-15T19:08:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-11-15T19:14:25.785Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Língua Portuguesa'/><title type='text'>ONOMATOPEIAS - TRIM! TRIM!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Trim... Trim... Trim... Trim...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Toca o telefone, toca a campainha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Trim... Trim... Trim... Trim...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Atende o Rui e o Joaquim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;De manhã e à noite Trim... Trim...&lt;br /&gt;É o carteiro com as cartas, até que enfim!&lt;br /&gt;Trim... Trim... Trim... Trim...&lt;br /&gt;Atende o Rui e o Joaquim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;João Nuno - 3.º ano&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5334488103117323439-4304203510508830534?l=eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/feeds/4304203510508830534/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5334488103117323439&amp;postID=4304203510508830534' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/4304203510508830534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/4304203510508830534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/2011/11/onomatopeias-trim-trim.html' title='ONOMATOPEIAS - TRIM! TRIM!'/><author><name>AC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5GzH9xn6-rM/S6UoCgkqaEI/AAAAAAAACUg/DUHdGm_cKDA/S220/gardunha_caminhoromano.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334488103117323439.post-7342882058173172956</id><published>2011-11-14T19:26:00.008Z</published><updated>2011-11-14T21:54:08.202Z</updated><title type='text'>ACERCA DAS CASTANHAS...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Vevr-m0rZnY/TsFr2clpFbI/AAAAAAAACJs/Gp8-AC0GacI/s1600/DSC03050.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 314px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674935588594718130" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Vevr-m0rZnY/TsFr2clpFbI/AAAAAAAACJs/Gp8-AC0GacI/s320/DSC03050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Com o outono, chegam as castanhas!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A castanha é usada na alimentação desde os tempos pré-históricos e há quem defenda que a respetiva árvore foi introduzida na Europa há cerca de três mil anos, embora alguns estudos, levados a cabo na Serra da Estrela, apontem para uma data bem mais recuada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;No século XVII, a castanha era um dos produtos básicos da alimentação dos beirões e transmontanos, chegando, se necessário, a substituir o pão e as batatas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A castanha que comemos é uma semente que surge no interior de &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ySCIkCnBB40/TsFrwLTXldI/AAAAAAAACJc/ajPAmBR8flw/s1600/DSC03058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 142px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 163px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674935480875455954" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ySCIkCnBB40/TsFrwLTXldI/AAAAAAAACJc/ajPAmBR8flw/s320/DSC03058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;um ouriço (o fruto do castanheiro). As castanhas têm cerca do dobro da percentagem de amido das batatas. São também ricas em vitaminas C e B6 e uma boa fonte de potássio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Existem várias espécies de castanha: a camarinha, a judia, a longal ou enxerta.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As castanhas são comidas assadas ou cozidas. Mas antes de cozinhadas, deve-se retalhar a casca. Como têm bastante água que, quando aquecida, passa a vapor, a pressão do vapor vai aumentando e "empurrando" a casca e, se esta não tiver levado um golpe, a castanha estoura.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As folhas, a casca, as flores e o fruto também têm sido utilizados para fins medicinais. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Texto e arte plástica: Ana Catarina - 4.º ano&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5334488103117323439-7342882058173172956?l=eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/feeds/7342882058173172956/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5334488103117323439&amp;postID=7342882058173172956' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/7342882058173172956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/7342882058173172956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/2011/11/acerca-das-castanhas.html' title='ACERCA DAS CASTANHAS...'/><author><name>JB</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rwcu6JdiSiU/TC-JlxjLgmI/AAAAAAAABBA/YVjywLdAg80/S220/lirio-amarelo-e-borboleta-azul.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Vevr-m0rZnY/TsFr2clpFbI/AAAAAAAACJs/Gp8-AC0GacI/s72-c/DSC03050.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334488103117323439.post-1047333653018313420</id><published>2011-11-11T19:53:00.010Z</published><updated>2011-11-11T23:30:16.695Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eventos'/><title type='text'>QUENTES E BOAS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hr9_wy8aA2g/Tr19jrTu5YI/AAAAAAAAEUU/8PWntuBLVGQ/s1600/Castanhas-2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 304px; height: 347px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hr9_wy8aA2g/Tr19jrTu5YI/AAAAAAAAEUU/8PWntuBLVGQ/s400/Castanhas-2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673829157431076226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A nossa escola tinha programado para hoje, dia de S. Martinho, um magusto em que se pretendia envolver toda a comunidade de Aldeia de Joanes - escola, Jardim de Infância, Centro de Dia, Junta de Freguesia, encarregados de educação... - e onde, para além do cheiro e sabor das castanhas assadas, estava prevista a realização de uma gincana velocipédica a cargo da Escola Segura, da GNR. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--WdTpPB-kPg/Tr19eaUJO5I/AAAAAAAAEUI/94-Y1XW01Vw/s1600/Castanhas-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 129px; height: 130px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--WdTpPB-kPg/Tr19eaUJO5I/AAAAAAAAEUI/94-Y1XW01Vw/s400/Castanhas-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673829066970053522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;O tempo, porém, tinha outros planos, e o evento ficou adiado para a próxima semana.&lt;br /&gt;O dia ficou então sujeito aos acordes do trabalho, pois a vida não para, mas os alunos, de quando em vez, iam dando sinais de desapontamento com o malograr do magusto.  Foi então que surgiu a ideia: e que tal assar umas castanhas nas estufas de aquecimento?&lt;br /&gt;A ideia ganhou pernas e, em pouco tempo, a atmosfera duma das salas ganhou novos aromas. A malta recuperou o ânimo quando começou a saborear o apetitoso fruto e eis que, em definitivo, o Dia de S. Martinho ganhou alguma aura. E, ainda que sem a envolvência desejada, sempre deu para simular o pregão:&lt;br /&gt;- Quentes e boas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5334488103117323439-1047333653018313420?l=eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/feeds/1047333653018313420/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5334488103117323439&amp;postID=1047333653018313420' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/1047333653018313420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/1047333653018313420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/2011/11/quentes-e-boas.html' title='QUENTES E BOAS!'/><author><name>AC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5GzH9xn6-rM/S6UoCgkqaEI/AAAAAAAACUg/DUHdGm_cKDA/S220/gardunha_caminhoromano.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hr9_wy8aA2g/Tr19jrTu5YI/AAAAAAAAEUU/8PWntuBLVGQ/s72-c/Castanhas-2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334488103117323439.post-1278525415531588535</id><published>2011-11-11T19:03:00.008Z</published><updated>2011-11-11T23:33:02.286Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aniversários'/><title type='text'>PARABÉNS, TOMÁS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g44t32TpLog/Tr1x_2bh23I/AAAAAAAAET8/Q6eM3ORnJiE/s1600/Tom%25C3%25A1s-3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 335px; height: 278px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g44t32TpLog/Tr1x_2bh23I/AAAAAAAAET8/Q6eM3ORnJiE/s400/Tom%25C3%25A1s-3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673816447313369970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Na nossa passagem pela vida há momentos, como os que passamos na escola, que nunca mais se repetirão. Temos pressa de crescer, queremos rapidamente ser adultos, ao mesmo tempo que enfeitamos os dias com brincadeiras sem fim. É por isso que o tempo de criança é único e se nos insinua na memória para sempre.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4goSCfhEPr4/Tr1x4oc40-I/AAAAAAAAETw/o5kQN2oAQeY/s1600/Tom%25C3%25A1s-2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 96px; height: 122px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4goSCfhEPr4/Tr1x4oc40-I/AAAAAAAAETw/o5kQN2oAQeY/s400/Tom%25C3%25A1s-2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673816323301888994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Tomás, que hoje completou 7 anos, é daquelas crianças que parece já ter nascido a sorrir. Anda sempre com os olhos brilhantes, próprios de quem é feliz, e a sua boa disposição é contagiante.  No intervalo mobiliza vontades, e é vê-lo quase sempre com meia dúzia de colegas a brincar com carrinhos ou a qualquer outra espécie de faz de conta. Entusiasma-se facilmente, vive as coisas com intensidade, sente-se bem em ação. Que a irá também descobrir, temos a certeza, nas subtilezas de uma ficha de trabalho.&lt;br /&gt;Parabéns, Tomás, e que a vida te retribua na mesma proporção dos sorrisos que dás aos outros!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5334488103117323439-1278525415531588535?l=eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/feeds/1278525415531588535/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5334488103117323439&amp;postID=1278525415531588535' title='10 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/1278525415531588535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/1278525415531588535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/2011/11/parabens-tomas.html' title='PARABÉNS, TOMÁS!'/><author><name>AC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5GzH9xn6-rM/S6UoCgkqaEI/AAAAAAAACUg/DUHdGm_cKDA/S220/gardunha_caminhoromano.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g44t32TpLog/Tr1x_2bh23I/AAAAAAAAET8/Q6eM3ORnJiE/s72-c/Tom%25C3%25A1s-3.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334488103117323439.post-1093359659223982492</id><published>2011-11-11T18:47:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-11-11T18:51:34.687Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='caloiros'/><title type='text'>LENDA DE S. MARTINHO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c5-9mwHtPHw/Tr1uL8LHhVI/AAAAAAAAETY/eLA_eBc1IS4/s1600/S.%2BMartinho1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 376px; height: 244px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c5-9mwHtPHw/Tr1uL8LHhVI/AAAAAAAAETY/eLA_eBc1IS4/s400/S.%2BMartinho1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673812256967066962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Graça - 1.º ano&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tAokCt0j8cE/Tr1uIIOtorI/AAAAAAAAETM/-rHtuvjCTQo/s1600/S.%2BMartinho2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 373px; height: 187px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tAokCt0j8cE/Tr1uIIOtorI/AAAAAAAAETM/-rHtuvjCTQo/s400/S.%2BMartinho2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673812191483896498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Filipa - 1.º ano&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5334488103117323439-1093359659223982492?l=eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/feeds/1093359659223982492/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5334488103117323439&amp;postID=1093359659223982492' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/1093359659223982492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/1093359659223982492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/2011/11/lenda-de-s-martinho.html' title='LENDA DE S. MARTINHO'/><author><name>AC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5GzH9xn6-rM/S6UoCgkqaEI/AAAAAAAACUg/DUHdGm_cKDA/S220/gardunha_caminhoromano.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c5-9mwHtPHw/Tr1uL8LHhVI/AAAAAAAAETY/eLA_eBc1IS4/s72-c/S.%2BMartinho1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334488103117323439.post-5239762819315502452</id><published>2011-11-10T16:32:00.009Z</published><updated>2011-11-10T21:18:36.174Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Projeto Planeta Azul'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Matemática'/><title type='text'>URBANIZAR COM SÓLIDOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fepAtHeXCEM/Trv9CI2QrJI/AAAAAAAAES0/9Gw3w1euT9I/s1600/C1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 310px; display: block; height: 244px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673406368779906194" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fepAtHeXCEM/Trv9CI2QrJI/AAAAAAAAES0/9Gw3w1euT9I/s400/C1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Se o sonho é uma constante da vida, a matemática também o é. E uma possível prova disso foi o aproveitamento que os alunos do 3.º ano&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mD12LBl0ihU/Trv85N1_lGI/AAAAAAAAESo/Fxf2eoLVZEw/s1600/C2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; width: 118px; float: right; height: 90px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673406215502140514" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mD12LBl0ihU/Trv85N1_lGI/AAAAAAAAESo/Fxf2eoLVZEw/s400/C2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; fizeram de embalagens vazias - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;muito lixo se produz, hoje em dia!&lt;/span&gt; - com a forma de vários sólidos geométricos. Idealizaram, planificaram e, socorrendo-se de vários materiais que tinham como destino o contentor, puseram mãos à obra. E o resultado foi este, uma urbanização bem interessante quase planificada a régua e esquadro.&lt;br /&gt;Parabéns aos futuros arquitetos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&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/5334488103117323439-5239762819315502452?l=eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/feeds/5239762819315502452/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5334488103117323439&amp;postID=5239762819315502452' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/5239762819315502452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/5239762819315502452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/2011/11/urbanizar-com-solidos.html' title='URBANIZAR COM SÓLIDOS'/><author><name>AC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5GzH9xn6-rM/S6UoCgkqaEI/AAAAAAAACUg/DUHdGm_cKDA/S220/gardunha_caminhoromano.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fepAtHeXCEM/Trv9CI2QrJI/AAAAAAAAES0/9Gw3w1euT9I/s72-c/C1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334488103117323439.post-6055586568666551880</id><published>2011-11-08T20:49:00.016Z</published><updated>2011-11-08T22:44:14.357Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Matemática'/><title type='text'>SERÁ A PLANIFICAÇÃO DO... CUBO?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 274px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 282px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672745282333984706" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DU-JuBD9Jj4/Trmjx17KR8I/AAAAAAAACH8/ZDZFSHH73Tk/s320/11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;No ensino e na aprendizagem da Geometria destaca-se o desenvolvimento do sentido espacial dos alunos. Para tal, a utilização de materiais manipuláveis é um dos possíveis recursos a ter em conta.&lt;br /&gt;Hoje, os alunos do 4.ºano tiveram entre mãos algumas construções feitas com poligonais encaixáveis. Através da exploração, manipulação e experimentação, reproduziram alguns modelos de forma a descobrirem possíveis planificações do cubo. Encaixando e desencaixando, construiram cubos a partir de várias planificações dadas e também foram desafiados a descobrir outras possíveis planificações.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xyYM-Q7zR_s/TrmjtbxSs9I/AAAAAAAACHw/sFJP2wfSWHo/s1600/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 155px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 205px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672745206593795026" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xyYM-Q7zR_s/TrmjtbxSs9I/AAAAAAAACHw/sFJP2wfSWHo/s320/7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b4i5oIbS4o4/Trmjmf24V8I/AAAAAAAACHk/ZJtkZS1esgw/s1600/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 166px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 201px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672745087431890882" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b4i5oIbS4o4/Trmjmf24V8I/AAAAAAAACHk/ZJtkZS1esgw/s320/6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5334488103117323439-6055586568666551880?l=eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/feeds/6055586568666551880/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5334488103117323439&amp;postID=6055586568666551880' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/6055586568666551880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/6055586568666551880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/2011/11/sera-um-cubo.html' title='SERÁ A PLANIFICAÇÃO DO... CUBO?'/><author><name>JB</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rwcu6JdiSiU/TC-JlxjLgmI/AAAAAAAABBA/YVjywLdAg80/S220/lirio-amarelo-e-borboleta-azul.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DU-JuBD9Jj4/Trmjx17KR8I/AAAAAAAACH8/ZDZFSHH73Tk/s72-c/11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334488103117323439.post-3324953923128156149</id><published>2011-11-08T18:23:00.003Z</published><updated>2011-11-08T18:30:46.335Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Língua Portuguesa'/><title type='text'>ONOMATOPEIAS - MIAU...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z_B6GhduUmE/Trl0hmxbAxI/AAAAAAAAESc/eKHUZh7yxQo/s1600/Miau.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 310px; height: 182px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z_B6GhduUmE/Trl0hmxbAxI/AAAAAAAAESc/eKHUZh7yxQo/s400/Miau.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672693326342193938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Miau... miau... miau...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Lá vai o gato malhado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Que deu um tralho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Em cima do telhado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Miau... miau... miau...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;O gato é veloz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Corre, corre, corre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;E foge de nós.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Texto e ilustração: David Gomes - 3.º ano&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5334488103117323439-3324953923128156149?l=eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/feeds/3324953923128156149/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5334488103117323439&amp;postID=3324953923128156149' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/3324953923128156149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/3324953923128156149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/2011/11/onomatopeias-miau.html' title='ONOMATOPEIAS - MIAU...'/><author><name>AC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5GzH9xn6-rM/S6UoCgkqaEI/AAAAAAAACUg/DUHdGm_cKDA/S220/gardunha_caminhoromano.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z_B6GhduUmE/Trl0hmxbAxI/AAAAAAAAESc/eKHUZh7yxQo/s72-c/Miau.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334488103117323439.post-149070570217574991</id><published>2011-11-07T19:09:00.003Z</published><updated>2011-11-07T19:22:24.768Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reuniões'/><title type='text'>REUNIÃO DE AVALIAÇÃO INTERCALAR</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Informam-se todos os pais/encarregados de educação que na próxima &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;quarta-feira&lt;/span&gt;, dia &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;9 de novembro&lt;/span&gt;, pelas &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;18:45&lt;/span&gt;, se realizará uma reunião com a seguinte Ordem de Trabalhos:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;- Avaliação Intercalar;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;- Outros assuntos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nota: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cada professor reunirá com os pais/encarregados de educação dos seus alunos na respetiva sala.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&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/5334488103117323439-149070570217574991?l=eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/feeds/149070570217574991/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5334488103117323439&amp;postID=149070570217574991' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/149070570217574991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/149070570217574991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/2011/11/reuniao-de-avaliacao-intercalar.html' title='REUNIÃO DE AVALIAÇÃO INTERCALAR'/><author><name>AC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5GzH9xn6-rM/S6UoCgkqaEI/AAAAAAAACUg/DUHdGm_cKDA/S220/gardunha_caminhoromano.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334488103117323439.post-4845907848375967415</id><published>2011-11-07T18:36:00.003Z</published><updated>2011-11-07T19:07:52.424Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amizade'/><title type='text'>SER AMIGO É...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OhS9TFt5xd4/TrglZAvSIAI/AAAAAAAAESQ/Wq2nu5h6Kbw/s1600/amizade.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 223px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OhS9TFt5xd4/TrglZAvSIAI/AAAAAAAAESQ/Wq2nu5h6Kbw/s400/amizade.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672324842298417154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Ser amigo é muito bom, tem que se sentir uma coisa no coração que é a amizade. Um amigo deve ser verdadeiro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Madalena Filipe*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Um amigo deve partilhar, brincar e oferecer coisas. Ter um amigo é uma grande riqueza.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Laura Adriano*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Um amigo novo é mais felicidade para nós. Quando não vemos um amigo durante muito tempo é tão triste!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rita Mesquita*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ser amigo é ajudar os outros.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rita Duarte*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Ser amigo é muito fixe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;João Pedro Matias*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Ter um amigo é muito importante. Um amigo está sempre presente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thomaz Sousa*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Ter um amigo é abraçar e ter paz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Miguel Pires*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Ser amigo é a pessoa que está sempre a ajudar-nos. Ter um amigo é uma maravilha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Francisco Araújo*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Um amigo é um tesouro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;João Pedro Manique*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Ter um amigo é como ter uma fortuna. Um amigo deve estar presente sempre que precisamos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Francisco Paulo*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ser amigo é um desejo que está no nosso coração.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mariana Carrondo*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ser amigo é apoiar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fábio Reis*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eu tenho amizade porque quando eu não tenho brinquedos os meus amigos emprestam-me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tomás Candeias*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;*Alunos do 2.º ano&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5334488103117323439-4845907848375967415?l=eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/feeds/4845907848375967415/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5334488103117323439&amp;postID=4845907848375967415' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/4845907848375967415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/4845907848375967415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/2011/11/ser-amigo-e.html' title='SER AMIGO É...'/><author><name>AC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5GzH9xn6-rM/S6UoCgkqaEI/AAAAAAAACUg/DUHdGm_cKDA/S220/gardunha_caminhoromano.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OhS9TFt5xd4/TrglZAvSIAI/AAAAAAAAESQ/Wq2nu5h6Kbw/s72-c/amizade.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334488103117323439.post-7547974336937632426</id><published>2011-11-04T21:02:00.025Z</published><updated>2011-11-04T22:20:38.327Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PAM'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Projecto &quot;Um livro um tesouro&quot;'/><title type='text'>SÓLIDOS GEOMÉTRICOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9DDDbI73KlQ/TrRTphMwrcI/AAAAAAAACF0/DB9LF3ho5Hw/s1600/desarrumar.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 244px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 228px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671249803517930946" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9DDDbI73KlQ/TrRTphMwrcI/AAAAAAAACF0/DB9LF3ho5Hw/s320/desarrumar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hoje, contando com a já habitual presença do professor António Melo, para mais uma assessoria no âmbito do &lt;strong&gt;PAM&lt;/strong&gt;, os alunos do 4.º ano andaram a "(des)arrumar" conceitos matemáticos, no domínio da Geometria, nomeadamente comparando, descrevendo e classificando sólidos geométricos.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ll4WHENVz_U/TrRTgpzPrsI/AAAAAAAACFo/A9sVV94FzxM/s1600/sol2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 145px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 127px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671249651208007362" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ll4WHENVz_U/TrRTgpzPrsI/AAAAAAAACFo/A9sVV94FzxM/s320/sol2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Como introdução, foi apresentada aos alunos a história &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Desarrumar"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; de Margarida Fonseca Santos. Nesta história fomos encontrar a Anabiribana, que adorava desarrumar tudo e inventar histórias e a Gertrudes que tinha a mania de pôr tudo no sítio e sabia tudo sobre qualquer forma geométrica. Como "quando se desarruma tem de se arrumar"... lá tentavam elas arrumar os sólidos geométricos agrupando-os por cores, por tamanhos,&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-K3-iEQFGjA0/TrRTZ_tO2bI/AAAAAAAACFc/CUydMj3VQFo/s1600/sol3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 146px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 111px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671249536829282738" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-K3-iEQFGjA0/TrRTZ_tO2bI/AAAAAAAACFc/CUydMj3VQFo/s320/sol3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; pelo seu nome... Mas quando Anabiribana chamava "latas" aos cilindros, "paraquedistas", "paramédicos" ou "paracómicos" aos paralelepípedos, "bolas" às esferas e "quadradinhos" aos cubos, a Gertrudes ficava mesmo fora de si...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;E da história ao mundo real da sala de aula, também os alunos foram desafiados a arrumar os sólidos em poliedros e não poliedros e a registar as suas propriedades, concluindo esta aventura com a descoberta da Fórmula de Euler.&lt;/div&gt;Embora "arrumar" os conhecimentos possa cansar qualquer um, os alunos envolveram-se de tal forma que ainda houve tempo para um &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Jogo de Cartas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, que aqui deixamos a título de exemplo.&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uKXmQHXP4mQ/TrRTJWYPnlI/AAAAAAAACFE/oErnKJGd7Qs/s1600/sol6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; width: 184px; float: right; height: 134px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671249250857492050" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uKXmQHXP4mQ/TrRTJWYPnlI/AAAAAAAACFE/oErnKJGd7Qs/s320/sol6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Nrif5-XtaWQ/TrRTOLdw-aI/AAAAAAAACFQ/6iJ7fmIq7H0/s1600/sol5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 184px; float: left; height: 134px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671249333827205538" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Nrif5-XtaWQ/TrRTOLdw-aI/AAAAAAAACFQ/6iJ7fmIq7H0/s320/sol5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Podemos dizer que ainda hoje Anabiribana continua a gostar de desarrumar, mas a matemática já faz parte das suas histórias. Ora vejam:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Era uma vez um mundo especial onde todos os habitantes tinham formas especiais, nomes especiais... Certo dia, quando viram que o príncipe, um cubo azul magnífico, gostava de uma esfera cor de rosa, trataram logo de organizar um casamento matemático, o que deu origem a uma grande festa!"...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A Matemática pode ser mesmo divertida!&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;-.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5334488103117323439-7547974336937632426?l=eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/feeds/7547974336937632426/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5334488103117323439&amp;postID=7547974336937632426' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/7547974336937632426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/7547974336937632426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/2011/11/solidos-geometricos.html' title='SÓLIDOS GEOMÉTRICOS'/><author><name>JB</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rwcu6JdiSiU/TC-JlxjLgmI/AAAAAAAABBA/YVjywLdAg80/S220/lirio-amarelo-e-borboleta-azul.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9DDDbI73KlQ/TrRTphMwrcI/AAAAAAAACF0/DB9LF3ho5Hw/s72-c/desarrumar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334488103117323439.post-2240344503045954698</id><published>2011-11-04T20:48:00.006Z</published><updated>2011-11-08T18:31:11.893Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Língua Portuguesa'/><title type='text'>ONOMATOPEIAS - TRUZ, TRUZ, TRUZ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-upbAGyTOq2k/TrRQf6P1xxI/AAAAAAAAESE/YoLKfmNNFhE/s1600/Truz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 315px; height: 133px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-upbAGyTOq2k/TrRQf6P1xxI/AAAAAAAAESE/YoLKfmNNFhE/s400/Truz.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671246339908159250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Truz, truz, truz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Caí da cama catrapuz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Truz, truz, truz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Nem tive tempo de acender a luz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Texto e ilustração de João Nogueira - 3.º ano&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5334488103117323439-2240344503045954698?l=eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/feeds/2240344503045954698/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5334488103117323439&amp;postID=2240344503045954698' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/2240344503045954698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/2240344503045954698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/2011/11/truz-truz-truz.html' title='ONOMATOPEIAS - TRUZ, TRUZ, TRUZ...'/><author><name>AC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5GzH9xn6-rM/S6UoCgkqaEI/AAAAAAAACUg/DUHdGm_cKDA/S220/gardunha_caminhoromano.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-upbAGyTOq2k/TrRQf6P1xxI/AAAAAAAAESE/YoLKfmNNFhE/s72-c/Truz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334488103117323439.post-2443034373738111227</id><published>2011-11-03T21:15:00.024Z</published><updated>2011-11-04T20:56:44.934Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Projecto &quot;Cantinho da Ciência&quot;'/><title type='text'>O PÃO NA VOZ DO POVO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XuqJrOqKn2E/TrMGNdYEd4I/AAAAAAAACE4/6v36uUKz9iI/s1600/pao.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 265px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 262px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670883184083236738" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XuqJrOqKn2E/TrMGNdYEd4I/AAAAAAAACE4/6v36uUKz9iI/s320/pao.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Em casa onde não há pão, todos ralham e ninguém tem razão. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pedro Melfe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255)"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Deus dá o pão, mas não amassa a farinha.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;António Correia&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pão mole, depressa se engole.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mélanie Borges&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dinheiro compra pão, mas não compra gratidão.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Leonor Domingues&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;À falta de pão, até migalhas vão.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ana Catarina&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bom grão fará bom pão.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Inês Gonçalves&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pão duro é melhor que figo maduro.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kevin Borges&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Onde não há pão, não vai coração.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ema Bianca&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Recolha de Provérbios - 4.º ano&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5334488103117323439-2443034373738111227?l=eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/feeds/2443034373738111227/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5334488103117323439&amp;postID=2443034373738111227' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/2443034373738111227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/2443034373738111227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/2011/11/o-pao-na-voz-do-povo.html' title='O PÃO NA VOZ DO POVO'/><author><name>JB</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rwcu6JdiSiU/TC-JlxjLgmI/AAAAAAAABBA/YVjywLdAg80/S220/lirio-amarelo-e-borboleta-azul.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XuqJrOqKn2E/TrMGNdYEd4I/AAAAAAAACE4/6v36uUKz9iI/s72-c/pao.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334488103117323439.post-8384234736465179755</id><published>2011-11-03T20:58:00.004Z</published><updated>2011-11-03T21:03:42.821Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Projecto &quot;Cantinho da Ciência&quot;'/><title type='text'>O PÃO</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A confeção de pão na nossa escola deu pano para mangas. Para além das aprendizagens inerentes, o tema foi explorado das mais variadas maneiras. Eis um exemplo em forma de banda desenhada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S1vahHLoHl8/TrMAs7dz2nI/AAAAAAAAERs/Zxd0bZD1WCM/s1600/P%25C3%25A3o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 373px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S1vahHLoHl8/TrMAs7dz2nI/AAAAAAAAERs/Zxd0bZD1WCM/s400/P%25C3%25A3o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670877127666555506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Trabalho da Carolina - 3.º ano&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5334488103117323439-8384234736465179755?l=eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/feeds/8384234736465179755/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5334488103117323439&amp;postID=8384234736465179755' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/8384234736465179755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/8384234736465179755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/2011/11/o-pao.html' title='O PÃO'/><author><name>AC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5GzH9xn6-rM/S6UoCgkqaEI/AAAAAAAACUg/DUHdGm_cKDA/S220/gardunha_caminhoromano.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S1vahHLoHl8/TrMAs7dz2nI/AAAAAAAAERs/Zxd0bZD1WCM/s72-c/P%25C3%25A3o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334488103117323439.post-3541012812998567290</id><published>2011-11-02T19:31:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-11-02T19:38:22.852Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='caloiros'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Biblioteca Eugénio de Andrade'/><title type='text'>OS CALOIROS NA BIBLIOTECA</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tmR69roFCm0/TrGa2o79h7I/AAAAAAAAERg/Lzisn4Fey0k/s1600/Bibli_caloiros.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 302px; height: 226px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tmR69roFCm0/TrGa2o79h7I/AAAAAAAAERg/Lzisn4Fey0k/s400/Bibli_caloiros.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670483669328693170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As quatro turmas da nossa escola estiveram, na semana passada, na Biblioteca Municipal Eugénio de Andrade onde assistiram a mais uma Hora do Conto.&lt;br /&gt;Os nossos caloiros, estreantes nestas andanças, merecem algum destaque, pois só agora começaram a descobrir a magia que emana das "meninas da Biblioteca".&lt;br /&gt;Aqui fica, para a posteridade, um testemunho da sua visita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5334488103117323439-3541012812998567290?l=eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/feeds/3541012812998567290/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5334488103117323439&amp;postID=3541012812998567290' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/3541012812998567290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/3541012812998567290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/2011/11/os-caloiros-na-biblioteca.html' title='OS CALOIROS NA BIBLIOTECA'/><author><name>AC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5GzH9xn6-rM/S6UoCgkqaEI/AAAAAAAACUg/DUHdGm_cKDA/S220/gardunha_caminhoromano.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tmR69roFCm0/TrGa2o79h7I/AAAAAAAAERg/Lzisn4Fey0k/s72-c/Bibli_caloiros.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334488103117323439.post-8924744736248906504</id><published>2011-10-31T20:49:00.008Z</published><updated>2011-11-01T11:05:44.823Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='efemérides'/><title type='text'>A GLOBALIZAÇÃO DAS TRADIÇÕES</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uWR9JwdEj2I/Tq8KOEY5xwI/AAAAAAAAERU/bb7m05FuzaU/s1600/Halloween.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 318px; height: 227px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uWR9JwdEj2I/Tq8KOEY5xwI/AAAAAAAAERU/bb7m05FuzaU/s400/Halloween.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669761692695381762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Até há alguns anos atrás, em maior ou menor grau, as tradições circunscreviam-se ao seu local de origem. Porém, as comunicações avançaram de tal forma que, hoje em dia, tudo fica à distância de um simples clique. E as culturas disseminam-se umas nas outras.&lt;br /&gt;A tradição do Halloween, também conhecida como Dia das Bruxas, é de origem anglo-saxónica, principalmente dos Estados Unidos. Com a vulgarização da língua inglesa, as crianças de todo o mundo começaram-se a familiarizar com esta tradição, sentindo-se atraídas por toda a fantasia que dela emana. E as crianças da nossa escola não são diferentes das outras.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nZT9pBgZV_4/Tq8KICx2v2I/AAAAAAAAERI/0mMhGBTJe8M/s1600/ab%25C3%25B3boras.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 186px; height: 120px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nZT9pBgZV_4/Tq8KICx2v2I/AAAAAAAAERI/0mMhGBTJe8M/s400/ab%25C3%25B3boras.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669761589183954786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje, logo pela manhã, a movimentação dos alunos era um pouco diferente. O Thomaz Sousa e o Tomás Candeias traziam consigo duas artísticas abóboras, com velas e tudo, e muitos dos outros apareceram mascarados. O José Pedro e o Francisco Paulo foram mais longe e não tiveram pejo em se apresentar na pele de fantasmas.&lt;br /&gt;Verdade seja dita que o fenómeno se repetiu em todas as turmas. E, criada a vaga de fundo, o dia ficou desde logo condicionado por esta espécie de manifestação de "faz de conta".&lt;br /&gt;A tradição já não é o que era e não há que fazer dramas. Para o melhor e para o pior, o mundo é cada vez mais uma aldeia global.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&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/5334488103117323439-8924744736248906504?l=eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/feeds/8924744736248906504/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5334488103117323439&amp;postID=8924744736248906504' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/8924744736248906504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/8924744736248906504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/2011/10/tradicao-ja-nao-e-o-que-era.html' title='A GLOBALIZAÇÃO DAS TRADIÇÕES'/><author><name>AC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5GzH9xn6-rM/S6UoCgkqaEI/AAAAAAAACUg/DUHdGm_cKDA/S220/gardunha_caminhoromano.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uWR9JwdEj2I/Tq8KOEY5xwI/AAAAAAAAERU/bb7m05FuzaU/s72-c/Halloween.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334488103117323439.post-5556735772390089924</id><published>2011-10-31T20:34:00.009Z</published><updated>2011-10-31T21:16:04.212Z</updated><title type='text'>O REGRESSO DA BRUXA MIMI</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QDEchsYlfyM/Tq8LxJho67I/AAAAAAAACEs/XDj_leKoP2g/s1600/DSC03034.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 340px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 257px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669763394881252274" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QDEchsYlfyM/Tq8LxJho67I/AAAAAAAACEs/XDj_leKoP2g/s320/DSC03034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Toca o apito e lá vai ela. Todos os dias pela noite dentro, a bruxa Mimi sai de casa para fazer as suas bruxarias.&lt;br /&gt;Pegando na sua vassoura, levanta voo para os "céus" da sua terra para analisar qual a bruxaria que vai fazer nesta noite tão escura.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;- Vou aterrar neste campo de futebol e furar todas as bolas. Ah! Ah! Ah!&lt;/div&gt;Qual o espanto dos jogadores ao verem as bolas furadas:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;- Só pode ser bruxedo!!! - dizem uns para os outros.&lt;/div&gt;Regressando aos "céus" escuros, desloca-se para um campo de caça e, lançando outro feitiço, faz desaparecer os animais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Qual o espanto dos caçadores que se fartaram de caminhar com os seus cães e não encontraram nem um único coelho:&lt;/div&gt;- Parece bruxedo!!! - dizem uns para os outros.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Como ainda não estava contente, passa pelo aeroporto e põe todos os aviões sem trabalhar. Os pilotos, sem perceberem o que se estava a passar, dizem uns para os outros:&lt;/div&gt;- Só pode ser dia das bruxas!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Cansada de tanta bruxaria, a bruxa Mimi pegou na vassoura e foi para casa das suas duas irmãs. Depois de tanto feitiço, era preciso repor energias e fizeram um banquete de olhos de sapo com uma dúzia de patas de morcego.&lt;/div&gt;Após aquele delicioso jantar, a caminho de casa, a bruxa Mimi lembrou-se de enfeitiçar todas as casas por onde passava, fazendo com que ficassem assombradas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;E antes que amanhecesse, a bruxa Mimi voou a correr e regressou a casa para adormecer...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Texto: João Miguel Barreiros - 4.º ano&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/5334488103117323439-5556735772390089924?l=eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/feeds/5556735772390089924/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5334488103117323439&amp;postID=5556735772390089924' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/5556735772390089924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/5556735772390089924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/2011/10/o-regresso-da-bruxa.html' title='O REGRESSO DA BRUXA MIMI'/><author><name>JB</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rwcu6JdiSiU/TC-JlxjLgmI/AAAAAAAABBA/YVjywLdAg80/S220/lirio-amarelo-e-borboleta-azul.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QDEchsYlfyM/Tq8LxJho67I/AAAAAAAACEs/XDj_leKoP2g/s72-c/DSC03034.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334488103117323439.post-3487627303783385013</id><published>2011-10-31T18:57:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-10-31T19:04:04.692Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='caloiros'/><title type='text'>ÁRVORE DE OUTONO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nxjqunEQpUk/Tq7v3Exy93I/AAAAAAAAEQ8/5E2UM3f1pV4/s1600/%25C3%2581rvore%2Bde%2Boutono.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 285px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nxjqunEQpUk/Tq7v3Exy93I/AAAAAAAAEQ8/5E2UM3f1pV4/s400/%25C3%2581rvore%2Bde%2Boutono.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669732710360479602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Trabalho realizado pela turma do 1.º ano&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Os nossos caloiros começam a revelar-se. Assim, para além das aprendizagens mais convencionais, também as artes plásticas vão merecendo a sua atenção. É o caso deste trabalho, em que cada um desenhou e pintou as suas mãos, tal como a professora.&lt;br /&gt;E assim nasceu uma linda árvore de outono!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5334488103117323439-3487627303783385013?l=eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/feeds/3487627303783385013/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5334488103117323439&amp;postID=3487627303783385013' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/3487627303783385013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/3487627303783385013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/2011/10/arvore-de-outono.html' title='ÁRVORE DE OUTONO'/><author><name>AC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5GzH9xn6-rM/S6UoCgkqaEI/AAAAAAAACUg/DUHdGm_cKDA/S220/gardunha_caminhoromano.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nxjqunEQpUk/Tq7v3Exy93I/AAAAAAAAEQ8/5E2UM3f1pV4/s72-c/%25C3%2581rvore%2Bde%2Boutono.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334488103117323439.post-1367060180155850195</id><published>2011-10-29T14:38:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-29T14:40:14.026+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Projecto &quot;Cantinho da Ciência&quot;'/><title type='text'>A ARTE DE FAZER PÃO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: auto; WIDTH: 390px; VISIBILITY: visible"&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 390px; HEIGHT: 300px" height="300" name="filmstrip" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" align="middle" width="390" src="http://flash.picturetrail.com/pflicks/3/spflick.swf" quality="high" flashvars="ql=2&amp;amp;src1=http://pic80.picturetrail.com/VOL1956/12019581/flicks/1/8649018" wmode="transparent" bgcolor="#000000" allowscriptaccess="sameDomain"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5334488103117323439-1367060180155850195?l=eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/feeds/1367060180155850195/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5334488103117323439&amp;postID=1367060180155850195' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/1367060180155850195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334488103117323439/posts/default/1367060180155850195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1aldeiajoanes-fotos.blogspot.com/2011/10/arte-de-fazer-pao_29.html' title='A ARTE DE FAZER PÃO'/><author><name>JB</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rwcu6JdiSiU/TC-JlxjLgmI/AAAAAAAABBA/YVjywLdAg80/S220/lirio-amarelo-e-borboleta-azul.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
