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A que ele agarrou, mordeu-lhe a mão e acabou por morrer vítima dos apertos da mão do Alfredo.&lt;br /&gt;Depois, o menino foi procurar a turma e não a encontrou. De repente, ouve um barulho que era o guarda-florestal, que o levou o parque dos piqueniques para ir ter com a turma.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Trabalho realizado por: Hugo Sousa, João Artur, João Pedro Barbosa e João Braga&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3º lugar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Um grupo de professores e alunos foi fazer um piquenique. O motorista chamou todos para o seguirem, mas o Alfredo não fez caso.&lt;br /&gt;Depois, escondeu-se atrás de um arbusto onde encontrou dois extra-terrestres. Tentou agarrá-los, conseguiu apanhar um, mas o outro fugiu para dentro do ovni.&lt;br /&gt;A criatura que o Alfredo apanhara acabou por morrer.&lt;br /&gt;Finalmente, o gauarda-florestal foi procurar o menino e levou-o para junto do grupo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Trabalho realizado por Ana Catarina, Cristiana e Tatiana&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763898962307606858-8797803237712161538?l=lerepreciso2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lerepreciso2.blogspot.com/feeds/8797803237712161538/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3763898962307606858&amp;postID=8797803237712161538' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763898962307606858/posts/default/8797803237712161538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763898962307606858/posts/default/8797803237712161538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lerepreciso2.blogspot.com/2009/05/resumo-do-texto-um-ovni-na-floresta.html' title='RESUMO DO TEXTO “UM OVNI NA FLORESTA”'/><author><name>leitores do Cerco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14042678741166127327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BAg5bWWwg1k/SgP4bBAE6II/AAAAAAAAAr0/EEQovZlXB5A/s72-c/dzrhsftjfhsryrhfb.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763898962307606858.post-1448703887228840938</id><published>2009-05-06T02:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T02:23:38.482-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dia da Mãe</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;DIA DA MÃE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para celebrarmos o Dia da Mãe, a nossa professora de Língua Portuguesa deu-nos a palavra MÃE para que elaborássemos um poema colectivo para que cada um de nós o dedicasse à sua Mãe.&lt;br /&gt;Primeiro, propusemos as palavras cujo sentido tem a ver com o que a Mãe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Campo lexical&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BAg5bWWwg1k/SgFYFVSE-dI/AAAAAAAAArc/-QDEtIb-V10/s1600-h/Sem+t%C3%ADtulo.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332640282418936274" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 148px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BAg5bWWwg1k/SgFYFVSE-dI/AAAAAAAAArc/-QDEtIb-V10/s200/Sem+t%C3%ADtulo.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Especial&lt;br /&gt;Confidente&lt;br /&gt;Harmonia&lt;br /&gt;Alegria&lt;br /&gt;Paz&lt;br /&gt;Confiança&lt;br /&gt;Prazer&lt;br /&gt;Incondicional&lt;br /&gt;Amor&lt;br /&gt;Felicidade&lt;br /&gt;Carinho&lt;br /&gt;Leal&lt;br /&gt;Amiga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Encontradas as palavras, o trabalho seguinte pareceu difícil à primeira vista, mas à medida que íamos fazendo tornou-se mais fácil e divertido.&lt;br /&gt;O resultado foi muito bom, pois achamos que saiu um poema muito bonito e cheio de conteúdo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Poema à Mãe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;O meu porto de abrigo&lt;br /&gt;Vê em ti um amor especial:&lt;br /&gt;Uma amiga, uma confidente,&lt;br /&gt;Uma Mãe sempre presente&lt;br /&gt;Para mim, sempre leal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;6ºH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763898962307606858-1448703887228840938?l=lerepreciso2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lerepreciso2.blogspot.com/feeds/1448703887228840938/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3763898962307606858&amp;postID=1448703887228840938' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763898962307606858/posts/default/1448703887228840938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763898962307606858/posts/default/1448703887228840938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lerepreciso2.blogspot.com/2009/05/dia-da-mae.html' title='Dia da Mãe'/><author><name>leitores do Cerco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14042678741166127327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BAg5bWWwg1k/SgFYFVSE-dI/AAAAAAAAArc/-QDEtIb-V10/s72-c/Sem+t%C3%ADtulo.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763898962307606858.post-7196319075895102443</id><published>2009-04-22T02:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T02:28:36.879-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Livros de Artista" na Fundação de Serralves</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327444792951099282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 282px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BAg5bWWwg1k/Se7i0Cxaz5I/AAAAAAAAArU/OsanY5QegLo/s400/bibliot.JPG" border="0" /&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;No dia 17 de Março, a turma A do PA- 5º ano - saiu da nossa escola rumo ao lado oposto da cidade para participar numa Oficina na Fundação de Serralves, intitulada “Livros de Artista”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Os nossos “artistas”, bem como os professores José Bastos e Rita Sampaio, foram pronta e simpaticamente recebidos por um monitor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Depois de demonstrar e ensinar a fazer um possível livro, fomos visitar uma exposição de diferentes tipos de livros para finalmente descermos em direcção à biblioteca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Os alunos aderiram com empenho à “confecção” do seu livro enquanto utentes daquele espaço estudavam ou trabalham. Tudo em silêncio. Afinal, a biblioteca é sempre um local de trabalho …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na hora de ir embora, os alunos estavam ainda imbuídos naquele espírito de saber e de trabalho, não querendo vir embora. Mas tinha mesmo de ser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Posaram, então, para a fotografia, exibindo orgulhosamente os seus trabalhos e, estafados (mas realizados!) pusemo-nos a caminho da escola para uma tarde de aulas. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327444696280305810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 261px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BAg5bWWwg1k/Se7iuapTkJI/AAAAAAAAArM/CEQbHO7VHDk/s400/biblio.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763898962307606858-7196319075895102443?l=lerepreciso2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lerepreciso2.blogspot.com/feeds/7196319075895102443/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3763898962307606858&amp;postID=7196319075895102443' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763898962307606858/posts/default/7196319075895102443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763898962307606858/posts/default/7196319075895102443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lerepreciso2.blogspot.com/2009/04/livros-de-artista-na-fundacao-de.html' title='&quot;Livros de Artista&quot; na Fundação de Serralves'/><author><name>leitores do Cerco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14042678741166127327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BAg5bWWwg1k/Se7i0Cxaz5I/AAAAAAAAArU/OsanY5QegLo/s72-c/bibliot.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763898962307606858.post-2654118020721538020</id><published>2009-03-24T03:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T03:45:35.082-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Leituras Inter-escolas...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BAg5bWWwg1k/Sci5ccXbg7I/AAAAAAAAAnU/yG0uqHACstU/s1600-h/semana_leitura_09_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316703258412811186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BAg5bWWwg1k/Sci5ccXbg7I/AAAAAAAAAnU/yG0uqHACstU/s400/semana_leitura_09_2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Na Semana da Leitura, e no âmbito da cooperação e colaboração pedagógica inter-escolas, recebemos uma turma de alunos do Agrupamento de Águas Santas (o 3ºC da EB1 da Picua).O convite para a visita foi feito pelos alunos do 5ºA, motivado pela sua Directora de Turma -Teresa Pinheiro, que quis, assim, aproximar pelos afectos, os alunos e a sua ex- professora do 1º ciclo, do nosso Agrupamento, Andreia Pignatelli. As turmas ficaram entusiasmadíssimas com as actividades programadas que culminaram com uma sessão de leitura expressiva na BiblioCerco. Ficou, em todos, a vontade de repetir situações como esta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316701164907673202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BAg5bWWwg1k/Sci3ilc6NnI/AAAAAAAAAmk/F7E1qRaADXA/s400/semana_leitura_09_3.JPG" border="0" /&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/3763898962307606858-2654118020721538020?l=lerepreciso2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lerepreciso2.blogspot.com/feeds/2654118020721538020/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3763898962307606858&amp;postID=2654118020721538020' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763898962307606858/posts/default/2654118020721538020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763898962307606858/posts/default/2654118020721538020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lerepreciso2.blogspot.com/2009/03/leituras-inter-escolas.html' title='Leituras Inter-escolas...'/><author><name>leitores do Cerco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14042678741166127327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BAg5bWWwg1k/Sci5ccXbg7I/AAAAAAAAAnU/yG0uqHACstU/s72-c/semana_leitura_09_2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763898962307606858.post-2025185630184041995</id><published>2008-03-17T04:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T04:32:26.267-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sermão ao peixes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BAg5bWWwg1k/R95WyHrsTnI/AAAAAAAAATY/HokIGE90_9s/s1600-h/CIMG5851.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BAg5bWWwg1k/R95WyHrsTnI/AAAAAAAAATY/HokIGE90_9s/s400/CIMG5851.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O "Sermão ao peixes" pelo 5ºA e 5º F.&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&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/3763898962307606858-2025185630184041995?l=lerepreciso2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lerepreciso2.blogspot.com/feeds/2025185630184041995/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3763898962307606858&amp;postID=2025185630184041995' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763898962307606858/posts/default/2025185630184041995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763898962307606858/posts/default/2025185630184041995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lerepreciso2.blogspot.com/2008/03/sermo-ao-peixes.html' title='Sermão ao peixes'/><author><name>leitores do Cerco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14042678741166127327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BAg5bWWwg1k/R95WyHrsTnI/AAAAAAAAATY/HokIGE90_9s/s72-c/CIMG5851.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763898962307606858.post-5712080235076808503</id><published>2008-03-06T14:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T14:05:22.245-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anabela Mimoso com os olhos cheios de palavras</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BAg5bWWwg1k/R9BqknUa8pI/AAAAAAAAARY/pGZVF2GIZNU/s1600-h/CIMG5637.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BAg5bWWwg1k/R9BqknUa8pI/AAAAAAAAARY/pGZVF2GIZNU/s320/CIMG5637.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BAg5bWWwg1k/R9BqlnUa8qI/AAAAAAAAARg/8aeJrxBxy4Q/s1600-h/CIMG5647.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BAg5bWWwg1k/R9BqlnUa8qI/AAAAAAAAARg/8aeJrxBxy4Q/s320/CIMG5647.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BAg5bWWwg1k/R9BqnnUa8rI/AAAAAAAAARo/cwLgtEi_j3k/s1600-h/CIMG5648.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BAg5bWWwg1k/R9BqnnUa8rI/AAAAAAAAARo/cwLgtEi_j3k/s320/CIMG5648.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BAg5bWWwg1k/R9BqoXUa8sI/AAAAAAAAARw/aSVzjNfdt7M/s1600-h/CIMG5649.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BAg5bWWwg1k/R9BqoXUa8sI/AAAAAAAAARw/aSVzjNfdt7M/s320/CIMG5649.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje, as turmas 5ºH, 6ºE e 6ºF receberam a escritora Anabela Mimoso na Biblioteca da Escola. Foi um belo momento de conversa que teve como pretexto o livro "Um sonho à procura de uma bailarina".  Ficámos a saber que esta história nasceu a partir de uma acontecimento concreto na vida da escritora e que esteve numa gaveta quase trinta anos. Como a Anabela é professora, cada vez tem menos tempo para escrever. O último livro dela chama-se "Traz os olhos cheios de palavras"  e é a continuação da saga do Broncas.&lt;br /&gt;Este título deste livro nasceu de uma expressão que uma aluna adulta  de Anabela usou numa aula. A Anabela achou-a tão rica de sentidos que resolveu guardá-la e usá-la num título.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proximamente queremos ler &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.webboom.pt/temas.asp?area=01&amp;amp;fids=4725&amp;amp;"&gt;O Tesouro do Castelo do Rei,&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; a história de Joanes, um pobre ajudante de cozinha, no tempo de reis e rainhas.&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&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/3763898962307606858-5712080235076808503?l=lerepreciso2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lerepreciso2.blogspot.com/feeds/5712080235076808503/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3763898962307606858&amp;postID=5712080235076808503' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763898962307606858/posts/default/5712080235076808503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763898962307606858/posts/default/5712080235076808503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lerepreciso2.blogspot.com/2008/03/anabela-mimoso-com-os-olhos-cheios-de.html' title='Anabela Mimoso com os olhos cheios de palavras'/><author><name>leitores do Cerco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14042678741166127327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BAg5bWWwg1k/R9BqknUa8pI/AAAAAAAAARY/pGZVF2GIZNU/s72-c/CIMG5637.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763898962307606858.post-5867937860480525335</id><published>2008-02-24T14:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T15:05:07.958-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='5ºF'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aquário'/><title type='text'>Reconto de O Aquário</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BAg5bWWwg1k/R8H4Aeb-sdI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/Dd84bQH3w6U/s1600-h/reconto+de+O+Aquario.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 355px; height: 481px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BAg5bWWwg1k/R8H4Aeb-sdI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/Dd84bQH3w6U/s400/reconto+de+O+Aquario.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170686534252147154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763898962307606858-5867937860480525335?l=lerepreciso2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lerepreciso2.blogspot.com/feeds/5867937860480525335/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3763898962307606858&amp;postID=5867937860480525335' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763898962307606858/posts/default/5867937860480525335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763898962307606858/posts/default/5867937860480525335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lerepreciso2.blogspot.com/2008/02/reconto-de-o-aqurio.html' title='Reconto de O Aquário'/><author><name>leitores do Cerco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14042678741166127327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BAg5bWWwg1k/R8H4Aeb-sdI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/Dd84bQH3w6U/s72-c/reconto+de+O+Aquario.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763898962307606858.post-3176614671355943508</id><published>2008-02-07T13:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T13:36:27.298-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='6ºE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='5ºH'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='6ºD'/><title type='text'>Um Sonho à Procura de uma Bailarina</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BAg5bWWwg1k/R6t5PuclfvI/AAAAAAAAAIw/ArXTTiQuZMU/s1600-h/sonho.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164354708783333106" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BAg5bWWwg1k/R6t5PuclfvI/AAAAAAAAAIw/ArXTTiQuZMU/s320/sonho.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depois de &lt;strong&gt;O Aquário&lt;/strong&gt;, vamos ler &lt;strong&gt;Um Sonho à Procura de uma Bailarina&lt;/strong&gt; de &lt;strong&gt;Anabela Mimoso&lt;/strong&gt;. Trata-se da história de um sonho que procura quem o queira sonhar. Uma história recheada de poesia sobre o lugar dos sonhos na vida.As ilustrações de João Caetano sublinham a dimensão onírica do texto, a imaterialidade dos sonhos e da própria imagem da bailarina (com recurso a um jogo entre transparências e opacos). &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763898962307606858-3176614671355943508?l=lerepreciso2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lerepreciso2.blogspot.com/feeds/3176614671355943508/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3763898962307606858&amp;postID=3176614671355943508' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763898962307606858/posts/default/3176614671355943508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763898962307606858/posts/default/3176614671355943508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lerepreciso2.blogspot.com/2008/02/um-sonho-procura-de-uma-bailarina.html' title='Um Sonho à Procura de uma Bailarina'/><author><name>leitores do Cerco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14042678741166127327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BAg5bWWwg1k/R6t5PuclfvI/AAAAAAAAAIw/ArXTTiQuZMU/s72-c/sonho.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763898962307606858.post-8877501365537885871</id><published>2008-02-05T03:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T03:14:49.166-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='5ºF'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='visita de estudo'/><title type='text'>Quanto mais Livros Melhor : visitas de estudo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BAg5bWWwg1k/R6hE8eclfkI/AAAAAAAAAHY/G6j1v0OD4ok/s1600-h/Almeida_4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163452778536074818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BAg5bWWwg1k/R6hE8eclfkI/AAAAAAAAAHY/G6j1v0OD4ok/s320/Almeida_4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No âmbito do PNL – &lt;strong&gt;Programa Quanto mais Livros Melhor&lt;/strong&gt; – a turma do 5ºF, extremamente envolvida em actividades de promoção da leitura, organizou, com o apoio da Professora de Língua Materna (M. Teresa Gonçalves), duas Visitas de Estudo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- À &lt;strong&gt;Biblioteca Pública Itinerante Almeida Garrett&lt;/strong&gt;, que os recebeu para que participassem em actividades lúdicas do Programa O Porto a Ler – Á Descoberta da Biblioteca, no dia 7 de Novembro de 2007.&lt;br /&gt;- À Biblioteca Pública Municipal do Porto – secção Infanto-Juvenil, que os envolveu nas actividades da Oficina do Pai Natal, no dia 6 de Dezembro de 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estas actividades extra-curriculares tiveram como objectivos:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- A socialização com outros espaços com livros.&lt;br /&gt;- Uma aula fora do espaço da escola.&lt;br /&gt;- O reforço da cidadania.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os alunos aderiram a estas actividades com enorme entusiasmo e sede de saber. A Professora sentiu-se a dar sentido a uma Escola que deseja dos sentidos. Entende. ainda, que os projectos (PNL,PCT,Bibloteca…) podem favorecer uma dinâmica integrada de intervenção educativa, com consequente rentabilização de recursos humanos, substituindo-se a dispersão por uma visão de conjunto de diferentes problemáticas e objectivos que levem à concretização dos projectos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A prof. M. Teresa Gonçalves&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/3763898962307606858-8877501365537885871?l=lerepreciso2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lerepreciso2.blogspot.com/feeds/8877501365537885871/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3763898962307606858&amp;postID=8877501365537885871' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763898962307606858/posts/default/8877501365537885871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763898962307606858/posts/default/8877501365537885871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lerepreciso2.blogspot.com/2008/02/quanto-mais-livros-melhor-vistitas-de.html' title='Quanto mais Livros Melhor : visitas de estudo'/><author><name>leitores do Cerco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14042678741166127327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BAg5bWWwg1k/R6hE8eclfkI/AAAAAAAAAHY/G6j1v0OD4ok/s72-c/Almeida_4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763898962307606858.post-8354489523410521079</id><published>2008-02-03T11:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T11:53:26.312-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='5ºI'/><title type='text'>“Uma conclusão diferente” - 5ºI</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BAg5bWWwg1k/R6YbnuclfiI/AAAAAAAAAHI/y0xRZ7b1qQM/s1600-h/CIMG4913.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162844392123629090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="217" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BAg5bWWwg1k/R6YbnuclfiI/AAAAAAAAAHI/y0xRZ7b1qQM/s200/CIMG4913.jpg" width="183" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;« Silvério propôs que a ceia de Natal se realizasse no seu magnífico restaurante que decidiu abrir especialmente naquela noite. Todos ficaram radiantes com a ideia e assim seguiram até lá.&lt;br /&gt;No meio daquela enorm&lt;br /&gt;e família, esqueceram-se rivalidades, desentendimentos e confusões.&lt;br /&gt;- Feliz Natal, amigos! – soou uma voz baixa e combalida.&lt;br /&gt;Olharam todos com surpresa para a porta onde se avistava Gilda, com o seu bebé nos braços, e Raul que juntos se aproximaram com emoção.&lt;br /&gt;Nisto, ouve-se o som de uma guitarra a tocar música de Natal e à medida que se aproximava percebe-se Noite de Paz cantada pelo rapaz que um dia disse que devia haver engarrafamento todos os anos, para acabar com a seca das festas de família ...»&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trabalho colectivo, de produção escrita, do 5º I - “Uma conclusão diferente” para o conto Noite de Paz, retirado da obra Natal! Natal! de Ana Maria Magalhães e Isabel Alçada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Trabalho realizado sob orientação da Prof. de Língua Portuguesa – Rita Sampaio)&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/3763898962307606858-8354489523410521079?l=lerepreciso2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lerepreciso2.blogspot.com/feeds/8354489523410521079/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3763898962307606858&amp;postID=8354489523410521079' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763898962307606858/posts/default/8354489523410521079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763898962307606858/posts/default/8354489523410521079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lerepreciso2.blogspot.com/2008/02/uma-concluso-diferente-5i.html' title='“Uma conclusão diferente” - 5ºI'/><author><name>leitores do Cerco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14042678741166127327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BAg5bWWwg1k/R6YbnuclfiI/AAAAAAAAAHI/y0xRZ7b1qQM/s72-c/CIMG4913.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763898962307606858.post-5935591126048761812</id><published>2008-02-03T11:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T11:51:04.820-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='5º F'/><title type='text'>“Uma conclusão diferente” - 5ºF</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BAg5bWWwg1k/R6YbFuclfhI/AAAAAAAAAHA/FXSJPGk-mIQ/s1600-h/natal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162843808008076818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BAg5bWWwg1k/R6YbFuclfhI/AAAAAAAAAHA/FXSJPGk-mIQ/s200/natal.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;«Depois de nascer o menino, o rapaz dos piercings, pegou na viola e começou a tocar e cantar canções que, sendo do conhecimento de todos, originaram um enorme coro de pessoas que criaram um verdadeiro momento mágico ao som de Noite de Paz e de Feliz Natal.&lt;br /&gt;De repente, todos esqueceram os aborrecimentos que o acidenta provocara e, como por encanto, uniram as vozes para alegrar e festejar o nascimento do menino.&lt;br /&gt;Mas era preciso dar algum conforto à mãe e ao bebé.&lt;br /&gt;Alguém se aventurou a procurar ajuda. Bateram ao portão de uma quinta onde morava um casal de idosos que os mandou entrar a todos, A dona da casa perguntou aos felizes pais se o menino já tinha nome.&lt;br /&gt;-Jesus! - responderam Gilda e Raul em coro.&lt;br /&gt;Reuniram-se todos junto de uma Árvore de Natal enorme, onde faltava o Presépio. O rapaz dos &lt;em&gt;piercings&lt;/em&gt; teve, então, uma ideia: - Por que não fazemos nós o Presépio?!&lt;br /&gt;A ideia agradou a todos. E formou-se o Presépio mais bonito do mundo: Raul fez de S. José, Gilda de Nossa Senhora e o bebé de Jesus. Os donos da quinta foram ao estábulo e completaram o quadro com uma vaca e um burro.&lt;br /&gt;O enorme calor humano deu a todos o conforto necessário, e as músicas do Gil aqueceram os corações numa alegre e inesperada festa de família.»&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Trabalho colectivo, de produção escrita, do 5º F - “Uma conclusão diferente” para o conto &lt;strong&gt;Noite de Paz&lt;/strong&gt;, retirado da obra &lt;strong&gt;Natal! Natal!&lt;/strong&gt; de Ana Maria Magalhães e Isabel Alçada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Trabalho realizado sob orientação da Prof. de Língua Portuguesa – M. Teresa Gonçalves)&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/3763898962307606858-5935591126048761812?l=lerepreciso2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lerepreciso2.blogspot.com/feeds/5935591126048761812/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3763898962307606858&amp;postID=5935591126048761812' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763898962307606858/posts/default/5935591126048761812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763898962307606858/posts/default/5935591126048761812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lerepreciso2.blogspot.com/2008/02/uma-concluso-diferente-5f.html' title='“Uma conclusão diferente” - 5ºF'/><author><name>leitores do Cerco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14042678741166127327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BAg5bWWwg1k/R6YbFuclfhI/AAAAAAAAAHA/FXSJPGk-mIQ/s72-c/natal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763898962307606858.post-1984423596829425286</id><published>2008-02-03T11:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T11:34:25.397-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='5º A'/><title type='text'>Uma conclusão diferente do conto "Noite de Paz" (5ºA)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BAg5bWWwg1k/R6YW8uclfeI/AAAAAAAAAGo/bcxiMZVHK3w/s1600-h/natal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162839255342743010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BAg5bWWwg1k/R6YW8uclfeI/AAAAAAAAAGo/bcxiMZVHK3w/s200/natal.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;«O bebé nasceu e, como por magia, a estrada e os automóveis desapareceram. Gil – o rapaz dos piercings – ficou de boca aberta: À sua frente tinha-se formado um presépio. O Menino Jesus era o bebé, Gilda fazia de Maria e Raul de José. E nem sequer faltavam os Reis Magos: A D. Alzira personificava Baltazar, o sr. Silvestre fazia de Melchior e olhando-se para o Gil, via-se a figura de Gaspar. Os três ofereceram ao Menino aquilo que tinham no momento: Amor, Carinho e Música. É claro que a música era tocada pelo Gil e cantada por todos aqueles que tinham ficado presos no engarrafamento. Todos sentiram que aquele era o verdadeiro espírito de Natal.»&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Trabalho colectivo, de produção escrita, do 5º A - “&lt;strong&gt;Uma conclusão diferente&lt;/strong&gt;” para o conto &lt;strong&gt;Noite de Paz&lt;/strong&gt;, retirado da obra Natal! Natal! de Ana Maria Magalhães e Isabel Alçada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Trabalho realizado sob orientação da Prof. de Língua Portuguesa – M. Teresa Gonçalves)&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/3763898962307606858-1984423596829425286?l=lerepreciso2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lerepreciso2.blogspot.com/feeds/1984423596829425286/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3763898962307606858&amp;postID=1984423596829425286' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763898962307606858/posts/default/1984423596829425286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763898962307606858/posts/default/1984423596829425286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lerepreciso2.blogspot.com/2008/02/uma-concluso-diferente-do-conto-noite.html' title='Uma conclusão diferente do conto &quot;Noite de Paz&quot; (5ºA)'/><author><name>leitores do Cerco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14042678741166127327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BAg5bWWwg1k/R6YW8uclfeI/AAAAAAAAAGo/bcxiMZVHK3w/s72-c/natal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763898962307606858.post-2949990771171353871</id><published>2008-02-03T10:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T03:15:12.375-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='5ºF'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='5ºA'/><title type='text'>As leituras do 5ºA e 5ºF ou: Uma viagem pelos livros</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BAg5bWWwg1k/R6YPauclfdI/AAAAAAAAAGg/hH3OUk8vW1E/s1600-h/livros.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162830974645796306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BAg5bWWwg1k/R6YPauclfdI/AAAAAAAAAGg/hH3OUk8vW1E/s320/livros.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Uma viagem pelos livros&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Iniciada em Setembro de 2007, ao sabor de várias correntes, as duas turmas - 5ºA e 5ºF -têm levado a navegação a bom porto até Janeiro de 2008…sempre ancorada em bons livros:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Natal! Natal!&lt;/strong&gt; de Ana Maria Magalhães e Isabel Alçada. A propósito do conto “Noite de Paz”, inserido nesta obra, os alunos participaram no Concurso Literário “&lt;em&gt;Uma conclusão diferente&lt;/em&gt;”. As duas turmas viram os seus trabalhos seleccionados e expostos na Biblioteca. Tiveram ainda, como prémio, um livro (distribuído a cada aluno).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O aquário&lt;/strong&gt; de João Pedro Mésseder. Esta obra levou os meninos para outras paragens: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Em Formação Cívica fizeram o levantamento de sentimentos /atitudes, positivos e negativos, inferidos a partir do texto. Muitas palavras novas surgiram. Uma houve que os transportou para “Uma nova palavra”- poema inserido na obra do mesmo autor, &lt;strong&gt;De que cor é o desejo?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pedro Alecrim de António Mota. Em EVT, o 5ºA fez marcadores de livros com alusão à obra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A menina do mar&lt;/strong&gt; de Sophia de Mello Breyner Andresen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;E como ler é “não estar sozinho”, a malta destas turmas tornou-se Leitor da Biblioteca, onde requisita, regularmente, obras para leitura domiciliária. É que “há tantos livros à espera de serem lidos…” que “sonhos e aventuras são sempre encontrados”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;É que…&lt;strong&gt; “Ler é preciso”&lt;/strong&gt;. E a viagem continua…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Professora de Língua Portuguesa: Teresa Gonçalves &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763898962307606858-2949990771171353871?l=lerepreciso2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lerepreciso2.blogspot.com/feeds/2949990771171353871/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3763898962307606858&amp;postID=2949990771171353871' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763898962307606858/posts/default/2949990771171353871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763898962307606858/posts/default/2949990771171353871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lerepreciso2.blogspot.com/2008/02/as-leituras-do-5a-e-5f-ou-uma-viagem.html' title='As leituras do 5ºA e 5ºF ou: Uma viagem pelos livros'/><author><name>leitores do Cerco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14042678741166127327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BAg5bWWwg1k/R6YPauclfdI/AAAAAAAAAGg/hH3OUk8vW1E/s72-c/livros.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
