<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21450554</id><updated>2011-04-21T20:19:30.748+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A nossa Escola de Ciborro</title><subtitle type='html'>Este Blogue pretende mostrar os trabalhos realizados na sala de aula, pelos alunos da escola EB1 de Ciborro.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1ciborro.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21450554/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1ciborro.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Aluno(a)</name><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><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21450554.post-115071586538757097</id><published>2006-06-19T12:01:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T12:17:45.400+01:00</updated><title type='text'>O Verão</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5033/2169/1600/verao2002_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="202" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5033/2169/320/verao2002_2.jpg" width="278" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;No Verão&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; há muito calor&lt;/span&gt;. No Verão &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;não há aulas&lt;/span&gt;. É a estação do ano que eu &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;mais gosto, depois da Primavera&lt;/span&gt;. Passo os dias na casa da minha avó,&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; brinco, vejo televisão, e ajudo no forno da padaria. &lt;/span&gt;No Verão vou também à &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;praia&lt;/span&gt; e gosto muito. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Daniela Lopes&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21450554-115071586538757097?l=eb1ciborro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1ciborro.blogspot.com/feeds/115071586538757097/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21450554&amp;postID=115071586538757097&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21450554/posts/default/115071586538757097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21450554/posts/default/115071586538757097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1ciborro.blogspot.com/2006/06/o-vero.html' title='O Verão'/><author><name>Aluno(a)</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21450554.post-115071307389992446</id><published>2006-06-19T11:10:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T11:31:13.913+01:00</updated><title type='text'>As medidas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5033/2169/1600/le??o.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5033/2169/320/le%3F%3Fo.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Estamos a estudar as medidas de capacidade. Já estudámos o&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;kl&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;hl&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt; dal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;l,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt; dl&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;cl,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;ml.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Também já estudámos as medidas de comprimento, tais como o&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;km,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;hm,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;dm&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; m&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt; dm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;, cm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;, mm&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Eu acho que estas medidas são um bocadinho difíceis. Na internet há muitas páginas sobre as medidas de capacidade, &lt;a href="http://www.educ.fc.ul.pt/icm/icm2002/icm204/medidas_capacidade.htm"&gt;como esta&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sofia Giga&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21450554-115071307389992446?l=eb1ciborro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1ciborro.blogspot.com/feeds/115071307389992446/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21450554&amp;postID=115071307389992446&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21450554/posts/default/115071307389992446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21450554/posts/default/115071307389992446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1ciborro.blogspot.com/2006/06/as-medidas.html' title='As medidas'/><author><name>Aluno(a)</name><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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21450554.post-115070853234908832</id><published>2006-06-19T09:58:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T10:15:32.360+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Ficha de avaliação</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hoje estou a fazer a ficha de avaliação de matemática. Tenho de saber a tabuada e fazer contas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Carla Alves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21450554-115070853234908832?l=eb1ciborro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1ciborro.blogspot.com/feeds/115070853234908832/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21450554&amp;postID=115070853234908832&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21450554/posts/default/115070853234908832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21450554/posts/default/115070853234908832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1ciborro.blogspot.com/2006/06/ficha-de-avaliao.html' title='Ficha de avaliação'/><author><name>Aluno(a)</name><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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21450554.post-114925745882301848</id><published>2006-06-02T14:56:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T15:10:58.836+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Os livros</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Algumas pessoas dizem que o livro é o melhor amigo do homem mas há pessoas que dizem que é o cão. Eu sou dos que acham que é o livro. O livro que eu mais gosto é o DONALD VAI TRABALHAR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 228px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 196px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="232" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5033/2169/320/Donald.jpg" width="228" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Ricardo Galeano&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/21450554-114925745882301848?l=eb1ciborro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1ciborro.blogspot.com/feeds/114925745882301848/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21450554&amp;postID=114925745882301848&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21450554/posts/default/114925745882301848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21450554/posts/default/114925745882301848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1ciborro.blogspot.com/2006/06/os-livros_02.html' title='Os livros'/><author><name>Aluno(a)</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21450554.post-114925448815837007</id><published>2006-06-02T14:06:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T11:04:44.120+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Os rios</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5033/2169/1600/rio.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5033/2169/320/rio.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nós no estudo do meio estamos a estudar os rios. Os rios são um curso de água que nasce nas montanhas e desaguam no mar. O sítio por onde o rio corre chama-se o leito, cada lado do rio chama-se margem, o sítio onde os rios se encontram com o mar chama-se foz. A água dos rios é doce, ao contrário da água do mar que é salgada. Para saberes mais coisas sobre os rios de Portugal, &lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Categoria:Rios_de_Portugal"&gt;clica aqui&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sofia Giga&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21450554-114925448815837007?l=eb1ciborro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1ciborro.blogspot.com/feeds/114925448815837007/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21450554&amp;postID=114925448815837007&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21450554/posts/default/114925448815837007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21450554/posts/default/114925448815837007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1ciborro.blogspot.com/2006/06/os-rios.html' title='Os rios'/><author><name>Aluno(a)</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21450554.post-114924529524777548</id><published>2006-06-02T11:30:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T11:48:15.260+01:00</updated><title type='text'>O dia da criança</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5033/2169/1600/crian??as.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5033/2169/320/crian%3F%3Fas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ontem fomos visitar a &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;salsicharia do Ciborro&lt;/span&gt;. Fomos as duas turmas com os nossos professores. Fomos ver o sítio onde se &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;descarga a carne, o fumeiro, os enchidos a serem feitos&lt;/span&gt;. Deram- nos um disco voador, um chupachupa e uns lápis. &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Depois, na escola, vimos um DVD&lt;/span&gt; sobre a gotinha de água . A &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;câmara municipal&lt;/span&gt; deu- nos um papagaio. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Daniela Lopes&lt;/strong&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/21450554-114924529524777548?l=eb1ciborro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1ciborro.blogspot.com/feeds/114924529524777548/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21450554&amp;postID=114924529524777548&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21450554/posts/default/114924529524777548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21450554/posts/default/114924529524777548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1ciborro.blogspot.com/2006/06/o-dia-da-criana.html' title='O dia da criança'/><author><name>Aluno(a)</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21450554.post-114924095092877531</id><published>2006-06-02T10:02:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T10:35:50.946+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Os sinais de trânsito</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5033/2169/1600/sinais.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5033/2169/320/sinais.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Há muitos sinais de trânsito. Os semáforos falam por cores, o &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;vermelho&lt;/span&gt; diz para parar e o&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; verde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;diz para avançar. Há outros sinais trânsito: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;perigo&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;proibição&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; obrigação, informação&lt;/span&gt;. É preciso respeitar os sinais trânsito para estarmos em &lt;strong&gt;segurança&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Carla Alves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21450554-114924095092877531?l=eb1ciborro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1ciborro.blogspot.com/feeds/114924095092877531/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21450554&amp;postID=114924095092877531&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21450554/posts/default/114924095092877531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21450554/posts/default/114924095092877531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1ciborro.blogspot.com/2006/06/os-sinais-de-trnsito.html' title='Os sinais de trânsito'/><author><name>Aluno(a)</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21450554.post-113984356603052392</id><published>2006-02-13T14:55:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-06-02T10:55:24.303+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A aula de educação física</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Na nossa escola, todas as quartas - feiras, vem um professor de educação física, dar-nos uma aula. A aula, é dada no pátio da escola. Durante as aulas nós fazemos jogos de vóleibol, jogos com arcos, corremos à volta do pátio, jogamos com uma bola que é lançada à mão para os colegas. Os jogos são feitos com todos os alunos da minha escola. Eu gosto muito destes jogos. São muito divertidos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Carla Alves&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21450554-113984356603052392?l=eb1ciborro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1ciborro.blogspot.com/feeds/113984356603052392/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21450554&amp;postID=113984356603052392&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21450554/posts/default/113984356603052392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21450554/posts/default/113984356603052392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1ciborro.blogspot.com/2006/02/aula-de-educao-fsica.html' title='A aula de educação física'/><author><name>Aluno(a)</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21450554.post-113984193639087481</id><published>2006-02-13T14:30:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-02-13T14:49:19.553Z</updated><title type='text'>O Adamastor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5033/2169/1600/adamastor1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5033/2169/320/adamastor1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A professora mandou-nos fazer uma pesquisa sobre temas da história de Portugal. &lt;br /&gt;Eu encontrei estes versos sobre o Adamastor. Estes versos estão num livro de lingua portuguesa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Porém, já cinco anos sóis eram passados&lt;br /&gt; que de ali nos partíramos, cortando&lt;br /&gt;os mares nunca doutrem navegados&lt;br /&gt;prosperamente os ventos assoprando:&lt;br /&gt;quando uma noite, estando descuidados,&lt;br /&gt;na cortadora proa vigiando,&lt;br /&gt;uma nuvem que os ares escurece&lt;br /&gt;sobre nossas cabeças aparece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tão temerosa vinha, e carregada,&lt;br /&gt;que pôs nos corações um grande medo,&lt;br /&gt;Bramindo, o negro mar de longe brada.&lt;br /&gt;como se desse em vão nalgum rochedo,&lt;br /&gt;“Ó Potestade”, disse,”sublimada,&lt;br /&gt;que ameaço divino ou que segredo,&lt;br /&gt;este clima e este mar nos apresenta,&lt;br /&gt;que mor coisa parece que tormenta?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não acabava , quando uma figura&lt;br /&gt;se nos mostra no ar robusta e válida,&lt;br /&gt;de disforme e grandíssima estatura,&lt;br /&gt;o rosto carregado, a barba esquálida:&lt;br /&gt;os olhos encovados, e a postura &lt;br /&gt;medonha e má, e a cor terrena e pálida,&lt;br /&gt;cheios de terra e crespos os cabelos,&lt;br /&gt;a boca negra, os dentes amarelos.”&lt;br /&gt;                                                                   &lt;br /&gt;                                                        Luís de Camões, Os Lusíadas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para além do Adamastor, eu fiz outros trabalhos sobre episódios da história de Portugal, tais como: As caravelas dos descobrimentos, as viagens maritimas em África,etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daniela Lopes&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21450554-113984193639087481?l=eb1ciborro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1ciborro.blogspot.com/feeds/113984193639087481/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21450554&amp;postID=113984193639087481&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21450554/posts/default/113984193639087481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21450554/posts/default/113984193639087481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1ciborro.blogspot.com/2006/02/o-adamastor.html' title='O Adamastor'/><author><name>Aluno(a)</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21450554.post-113984034677693032</id><published>2006-02-13T13:53:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-06-02T10:54:51.823+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Regras de Comportamento</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5033/2169/1600/gato.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5033/2169/320/gato.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu gostei muito das regras de comportamento. Eu e o Ricardo, fomos os únicos a fazer esse trabalho. Nós fizemos um cartaz numa cartolina amarela, a professora deu-nos um&lt;br /&gt;desenho para passarmos para a cartolina. Nós fizemos uma competição contra as gaiatas, e fomos nós os vencedores . Fomos os mais despachados,enquanto elas faziam o primeiro cartaz, nós fomos fazer outro.&lt;br /&gt;O desenho é um gato, no qual escrevemos as regras de comportamento. Algumas das regras de comportamento da minha escola são : Não correr dentro da sala de aula, não falar alto,não bater aos colegas, respeitar os colegas e a professora, não tirar as coisas aos colegas, fazer tudo que a professora mandar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paulo Aguiar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21450554-113984034677693032?l=eb1ciborro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1ciborro.blogspot.com/feeds/113984034677693032/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21450554&amp;postID=113984034677693032&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21450554/posts/default/113984034677693032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21450554/posts/default/113984034677693032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1ciborro.blogspot.com/2006/02/regras-de-comportamento.html' title='Regras de Comportamento'/><author><name>Aluno(a)</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21450554.post-113983226209527630</id><published>2006-02-13T11:48:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-06-02T10:54:30.896+01:00</updated><title type='text'>O Carnaval</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5033/2169/1600/mascara_12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5033/2169/320/mascara_12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O carnaval é uma altura muito bonita em que todos andam a brincar e também andam mascarados e fazem-se bailes. Nós na nossa escola também fazemos desfiles pelas ruas. Quando fazemos esses desfiles há sempre muitas pessoas a ver. Eu e a minha mãe vestimo-nos de diferentes maneiras por exemplo: de bruxa ,de palhaço, de tropas e de espantalhos,etc.&lt;br /&gt;Este ano ainda não pensei bem do que é que me vou mascarar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sofia Giga&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21450554-113983226209527630?l=eb1ciborro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1ciborro.blogspot.com/feeds/113983226209527630/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21450554&amp;postID=113983226209527630&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21450554/posts/default/113983226209527630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21450554/posts/default/113983226209527630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1ciborro.blogspot.com/2006/02/o-carnaval.html' title='O Carnaval'/><author><name>Aluno(a)</name><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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21450554.post-113983070085626539</id><published>2006-02-13T11:21:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-02-13T11:41:12.313Z</updated><title type='text'>Eu tenho um cãozinho</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5033/2169/1600/dgsttng1_s.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5033/2169/320/dgsttng1_s.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nós na nossa escola fazemos pesquisas na internet. Eu encontrei estes versos :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eu tenho um cãozinho &lt;br /&gt;chamado Tótó que me &lt;br /&gt;varre a casa &lt;br /&gt;e me limpa o pó.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ele também gosta&lt;br /&gt;de lamber a mão&lt;br /&gt;à noite ao deitar&lt;br /&gt;faz sempre ão, ão, ão.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O endereço onde o verso está é &lt;a href="http://www.minerva.uevora.pt/itic/ei00_01/tgrupo/15920/caozinho.htm"&gt;este&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ricardo Galeano&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21450554-113983070085626539?l=eb1ciborro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1ciborro.blogspot.com/feeds/113983070085626539/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21450554&amp;postID=113983070085626539&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21450554/posts/default/113983070085626539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21450554/posts/default/113983070085626539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1ciborro.blogspot.com/2006/02/eu-tenho-um-cozinho.html' title='Eu tenho um cãozinho'/><author><name>Aluno(a)</name><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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21450554.post-113982734627400817</id><published>2006-02-13T10:28:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-06-02T10:39:32.603+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A festa de Natal</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5033/2169/1600/n_santaguit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5033/2169/320/n_santaguit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na festa de Natal da minha escola fomos ver os palhaços, à Casa do Povo. Os palhaços eram engraçados e eu gostei bastante. Durante a festa foi lá o Pai Natal e deu-nos prendas.As prendas foram uns chocolates e canetas de pintar.&lt;br /&gt;Durante as férias brinquei,e também estudei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tatiana Farrusco&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21450554-113982734627400817?l=eb1ciborro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1ciborro.blogspot.com/feeds/113982734627400817/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21450554&amp;postID=113982734627400817&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21450554/posts/default/113982734627400817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21450554/posts/default/113982734627400817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1ciborro.blogspot.com/2006/02/festa-de-natal.html' title='A festa de Natal'/><author><name>Aluno(a)</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
