<?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-9084939433945664458</id><updated>2012-02-16T09:24:22.884-08:00</updated><title type='text'>dá que pensar ...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eu-daquepensar.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9084939433945664458/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eu-daquepensar.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>eu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12384237412025199818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Mw17jdz32V4/R6m0zrJvQZI/AAAAAAAAADo/WnVNHIs3beU/S220/Pablo_Picasso.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>5</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9084939433945664458.post-8168562434428967762</id><published>2011-09-23T01:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-23T02:15:20.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Madeira</title><content type='html'>No passado ano lectivo, a minha neta frequentou o 2º ano do Ensino Básico de uma escola em Lisboa. Certo dia o trabalho de casa consistiu em assinalar no mapa do MANUAL ESCOLAR, o local de nascimento do pai e da mãe. A minha filha, como eu, nasceu na Madeira. O mapa mostrava tudo ... menos a Madeira!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9084939433945664458-8168562434428967762?l=eu-daquepensar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eu-daquepensar.blogspot.com/feeds/8168562434428967762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9084939433945664458&amp;postID=8168562434428967762' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9084939433945664458/posts/default/8168562434428967762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9084939433945664458/posts/default/8168562434428967762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eu-daquepensar.blogspot.com/2011/09/madeira.html' title='Madeira'/><author><name>eu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12384237412025199818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Mw17jdz32V4/R6m0zrJvQZI/AAAAAAAAADo/WnVNHIs3beU/S220/Pablo_Picasso.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9084939433945664458.post-2441438244324422704</id><published>2008-12-12T16:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T16:47:17.269-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Este é o meu País!</title><content type='html'>Estava a conduzir e dirigia-me para o meu trabalho. E vi. Vi um homem, na via pública, encostado à parede, junto a um poste, a urinar. Incrível mas verdade! E vi mais. Vi a sacudidela habitual, o guardar do pénis e, já a andar, a acabar de compor as calças!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9084939433945664458-2441438244324422704?l=eu-daquepensar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eu-daquepensar.blogspot.com/feeds/2441438244324422704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9084939433945664458&amp;postID=2441438244324422704' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9084939433945664458/posts/default/2441438244324422704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9084939433945664458/posts/default/2441438244324422704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eu-daquepensar.blogspot.com/2008/12/este-o-meu-pas.html' title='Este é o meu País!'/><author><name>eu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12384237412025199818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Mw17jdz32V4/R6m0zrJvQZI/AAAAAAAAADo/WnVNHIs3beU/S220/Pablo_Picasso.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9084939433945664458.post-3259249695495353615</id><published>2008-12-04T06:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T02:13:48.818-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Preconceitos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330099;"&gt;Ao passar na rua ouvi um homem a dizer a uma mulher:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330099;"&gt;- "... esse tipo de conversas! Às vezes os homens conseguem ser mais bisbilhoteiros que as mulheres!"&lt;/span&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/9084939433945664458-3259249695495353615?l=eu-daquepensar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eu-daquepensar.blogspot.com/feeds/3259249695495353615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9084939433945664458&amp;postID=3259249695495353615' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9084939433945664458/posts/default/3259249695495353615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9084939433945664458/posts/default/3259249695495353615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eu-daquepensar.blogspot.com/2008/12/preconceitos.html' title='Preconceitos'/><author><name>eu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12384237412025199818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Mw17jdz32V4/R6m0zrJvQZI/AAAAAAAAADo/WnVNHIs3beU/S220/Pablo_Picasso.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9084939433945664458.post-7858261291987956850</id><published>2008-11-15T05:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T10:05:21.265-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ainda acontece</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Mulher divorciada, contando episódios passados. Esta mulher é RH+, o seu ex-marido e pai de sua filha é RH+ e a filha é Rh–.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;... um dia o meu marido disse-me &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;“ ... com uma filha que nem sequer o meu sangue tem!”&lt;/span&gt; e eu acho que isso se deveu a um dia em que estávamos a conversar com o padre da paróquia, eu, a minha mãe, o meu marido e a minha filha que na altura tinha 3 anos, porque o senhor padre, no meio da conversa disse para o meu marido: &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;“quando a filha não é parecida ao pai, dá que pensar!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/9084939433945664458-7858261291987956850?l=eu-daquepensar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eu-daquepensar.blogspot.com/feeds/7858261291987956850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9084939433945664458&amp;postID=7858261291987956850' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9084939433945664458/posts/default/7858261291987956850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9084939433945664458/posts/default/7858261291987956850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eu-daquepensar.blogspot.com/2008/11/ainda-acontece.html' title='Ainda acontece'/><author><name>eu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12384237412025199818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Mw17jdz32V4/R6m0zrJvQZI/AAAAAAAAADo/WnVNHIs3beU/S220/Pablo_Picasso.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9084939433945664458.post-8825859911852806257</id><published>2008-11-06T15:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T15:36:03.331-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Parece mentira ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Relato de uma moradora da Rua do Combóio:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Quado desço a rua, observo que todas as casa continuam a ter os pratinhos com água debaixo dos vasos de plantas. A minha família tem sido muito picada pelos mosquitos e há tempos, ao falar com os meus vizinhos do lado, disse-lhes que não deveriam contiuar a ter os pratinhos com água nas plantas, porque isso atrai os mosquitos ao que eles me responderam: “Não é preciso, nós nunca fomos picados”. Agora, passado algum tempo, foram picados e então retiraram os tais pratinhos”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9084939433945664458-8825859911852806257?l=eu-daquepensar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eu-daquepensar.blogspot.com/feeds/8825859911852806257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9084939433945664458&amp;postID=8825859911852806257' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9084939433945664458/posts/default/8825859911852806257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9084939433945664458/posts/default/8825859911852806257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eu-daquepensar.blogspot.com/2008/11/parece-mentira.html' title='Parece mentira ...'/><author><name>eu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12384237412025199818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Mw17jdz32V4/R6m0zrJvQZI/AAAAAAAAADo/WnVNHIs3beU/S220/Pablo_Picasso.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
