<?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-6780208</id><updated>2011-07-19T15:49:47.173+02:00</updated><title type='text'>O Redactor dixital</title><subtitle type='html'>Panel no que os nenos e nenas de Primaria do CEIP O Piñeiriño (Vilagarcía de Arousa) iremos colgando os nosos traballos da aula de informática</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redactor.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactor.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Vicente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10307607411331947173</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><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>123</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6780208.post-1907556421486541107</id><published>2011-06-30T09:54:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T09:57:03.099+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff4500;"&gt;utilidad.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;Hoxe queremos facervos unha &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;recomendación moi interesante&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;a href="http://www.utilidad.com/"&gt;utilidad.com&lt;/a&gt;" é un proxecto internacional con portais nas diferentes linguas. As páxinas conteñen artigos breves que pretenden ser de utilidade &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;(adoitan explicar como se fan determinadas cousas, dende trámites económicos ou universitarios ata como facer unha horta na casa)&lt;/span&gt;. Además da versión para &lt;a href="http://www.utilidad.com/"&gt;España e América Latina&lt;/a&gt; podemos visitar a versión matriz &lt;a href="http://hilfreich.de/"&gt;alemana&lt;/a&gt;, a versión para &lt;a href="http://utile.fr/"&gt;Francia e África&lt;/a&gt;, a versión para &lt;a href="http://helpful.com/"&gt;Inglaterra, Estados Unidos, India e Australia&lt;/a&gt;; e por último a versión para &lt;a href="http://dobra-rada.pl/"&gt;Polonia&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.utilidad.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 182px; CURSOR: hand" border="2" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-blF-vxdzfMo/Tgwr-MLrttI/AAAAAAAAAR4/E5_rNyapoCA/s320/utilidad.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6780208-1907556421486541107?l=redactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/1907556421486541107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/1907556421486541107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactor.blogspot.com/2011_06_01_archive.html#1907556421486541107' title=''/><author><name>Vicente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10307607411331947173</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/-blF-vxdzfMo/Tgwr-MLrttI/AAAAAAAAAR4/E5_rNyapoCA/s72-c/utilidad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6780208.post-203347522772892039</id><published>2011-01-28T11:38:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T11:42:26.827+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff4500;"&gt;O home e a cobra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;Unha ficha de lectura comprensiva para traballar na casa:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="https://spreadsheets.google.com/embeddedform?formkey=dFdQSHpLM3NVUkJvWVI4U25KRW1Lamc6MQ" width="760" height="2800" frameborder="2" marginheight="0" marginwidth="0"&gt;Cargando...&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6780208-203347522772892039?l=redactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/203347522772892039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/203347522772892039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactor.blogspot.com/2011_01_01_archive.html#203347522772892039' title=''/><author><name>Vicente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10307607411331947173</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6780208.post-4087298649332940586</id><published>2010-04-14T11:04:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T12:02:58.832+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff4500;"&gt;Imos de cámping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Érase unha vez dous irmás, un meniño que se camaba Martín e outro neno que se chamaba Tinito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7kvE74lMgic/S8WSYWo6wbI/AAAAAAAAARI/k4IgXpg58Hs/s1600/nenos.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 146px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7kvE74lMgic/S8WSYWo6wbI/AAAAAAAAARI/k4IgXpg58Hs/s200/nenos.png" border="2" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459931070348313010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como querían ir de viaxe cos seus pais, pensaron e pensaron a donde podían ir e ao final decidiron ir de camping. Pola noite Tinito asustouse porque escoitaba uns ruidos. Chamou aos seus pais porque cada vez asustábase máis. Sairon fóra os tres e por detrás das árbores o seu pai veu a Martín facéndolle ruidiños. Entón díxolle a Tinito detrás de que árbore estaba. Tinito foi xunto o seu irmán e díxolle:&lt;br /&gt;-¿Por que queres asustarme?&lt;br /&gt;O irmán díxolle que non quería asustalo, solo quería facerlle unha broma. Ao día seguinte, como estaban cerca da praia, foron a pasar o día ao aire libre: nadaron, xogaron, colleron cunchiñas e o pasárono moi ben. De súpeto Tinito veu unha botella e dentro tiña unha mensaxe:&lt;br /&gt;- Son unha neña de 10 anos, estou perdida na Illa de Xiabre, que alguén veña a buscarme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7kvE74lMgic/S8WQaZtHTsI/AAAAAAAAAQw/Jr5TYJpdBhY/s1600/botella.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459928906507701954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 142px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7kvE74lMgic/S8WQaZtHTsI/AAAAAAAAAQw/Jr5TYJpdBhY/s200/botella.jpg" border="2" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tinito correu e ensinoulla aos seus pais. Chamaron á policía para ir en busca da nena mentras Martín partíase de risa , porque el deixara a botella para a buscar a Tinito. Así que contou a verdade para que a policía non empezara a buscar a meniña. Os seus pais castigárono o resto das vacacións a xogar co seu irmán sen gastarlle máis bromas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7kvE74lMgic/S8WQuk-xLRI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/nbB5rpQG_q8/s1600/tenda.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 114px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7kvE74lMgic/S8WQuk-xLRI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/nbB5rpQG_q8/s200/tenda.jpg" border="2" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459929253131922706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Podes ver o conto orixinal en castelán clicando na imaxe de abaixo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7kvE74lMgic/S8WREg_rFAI/AAAAAAAAARA/XLPiZmlM0dA/s1600/camping1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7kvE74lMgic/S8WREg_rFAI/AAAAAAAAARA/XLPiZmlM0dA/s320/camping1.jpg" border="2" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459929630019097602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Autora: Sara - 4ºB - En galego: Sara R - 6ºB&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6780208-4087298649332940586?l=redactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/4087298649332940586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/4087298649332940586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactor.blogspot.com/2010_04_01_archive.html#4087298649332940586' title=''/><author><name>Vicente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10307607411331947173</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/_7kvE74lMgic/S8WSYWo6wbI/AAAAAAAAARI/k4IgXpg58Hs/s72-c/nenos.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6780208.post-6306113886829351707</id><published>2010-01-27T11:18:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T11:29:53.402+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff4500;"&gt;¡¡¡Paz!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Camiñar e camiñar&lt;br /&gt;Para nunca parar,&lt;br /&gt;No nome da paz,&lt;br /&gt;Para nunca guerrear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se queres ter un amigo&lt;br /&gt;Montate nun tiovivo,&lt;br /&gt;Para pasalo xenial,&lt;br /&gt;Nesta festa espectacular.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O 3o de xaneiro,&lt;br /&gt;É o noso día preferido,&lt;br /&gt;Despois ven febreiro,&lt;br /&gt;Co seu sombreiro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os profes e os nenos,&lt;br /&gt;O 30 de xaneiro,&lt;br /&gt;Guerrean menos,&lt;br /&gt;Pero máis en febreiro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;LUCÍA e MÓNICA - 6ºB&lt;/em&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=4b9a5b9" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6780208-6306113886829351707?l=redactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/6306113886829351707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/6306113886829351707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactor.blogspot.com/2010_01_01_archive.html#6306113886829351707' title=''/><author><name>Vicente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10307607411331947173</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6780208.post-1902120290597802702</id><published>2010-01-27T11:09:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T11:12:37.406+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff4500;"&gt;30 de xaneiro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Todo se pode lograr,&lt;br /&gt;aínda que sexa duro o camiño.&lt;br /&gt;A guerra debe rematar.&lt;br /&gt;Pouquiño a pouquiño.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hai que perdoar aos inimigos.&lt;br /&gt;E facernos amigos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sendo pacifista&lt;br /&gt;Borra os inimigos da lista&lt;br /&gt;Con bondade e amor&lt;br /&gt;Facermos un mundo mellor.&lt;br /&gt;Collendo o cariño das persoas&lt;br /&gt;E máis amistade da boa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7kvE74lMgic/S2ARYJg68hI/AAAAAAAAAQA/bVGx-7Mks50/s1600-h/paz_sin_fronteras.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431360257177350674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 278px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7kvE74lMgic/S2ARYJg68hI/AAAAAAAAAQA/bVGx-7Mks50/s320/paz_sin_fronteras.jpg" border="2" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SARA e TAMARA - 6ºB &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6780208-1902120290597802702?l=redactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/1902120290597802702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/1902120290597802702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactor.blogspot.com/2010_01_01_archive.html#1902120290597802702' title=''/><author><name>Vicente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10307607411331947173</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/_7kvE74lMgic/S2ARYJg68hI/AAAAAAAAAQA/bVGx-7Mks50/s72-c/paz_sin_fronteras.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6780208.post-3741166925528801540</id><published>2010-01-27T10:43:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T11:01:56.973+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff4500;"&gt;Un mundo sen guerra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;O mundo sen guerra&lt;br /&gt;É un mundo mellor,&lt;br /&gt;Se todos somos pacifistas&lt;br /&gt;Con bondade e amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O mundo sen guerra&lt;br /&gt;É un mundo mellor,&lt;br /&gt;E mais cunha procura&lt;br /&gt;É unha solución.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O mundo sen guerra&lt;br /&gt;Sería todo paz,&lt;br /&gt;Sen atentados nin bombas,&lt;br /&gt;Nin treguas que se acabarán.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O mundo sen guerra&lt;br /&gt;Estaría xenial,&lt;br /&gt;E é a nosa procura&lt;br /&gt;Que se faga realidad&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7kvE74lMgic/S2AO1S6HgAI/AAAAAAAAAP4/ziEga6uTQ9E/s1600-h/paloma-paz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431357459380273154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 295px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7kvE74lMgic/S2AO1S6HgAI/AAAAAAAAAP4/ziEga6uTQ9E/s320/paloma-paz.jpg" border="2" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Roberto Rodiño Ortiz - 6ºB &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6780208-3741166925528801540?l=redactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/3741166925528801540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/3741166925528801540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactor.blogspot.com/2010_01_01_archive.html#3741166925528801540' title=''/><author><name>Vicente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10307607411331947173</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/_7kvE74lMgic/S2AO1S6HgAI/AAAAAAAAAP4/ziEga6uTQ9E/s72-c/paloma-paz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6780208.post-5101643162887629608</id><published>2009-11-20T12:00:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T12:03:37.569+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff4500;"&gt;Dereito a ter unha familia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Os nenos teñen dereito a unha familia porque necesitan vivir acompañados, e tamén necesitan amor dos seus pais. Se a un neno lle morren os seus pais teñen dereito a que lle den outros pais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Laura - 6ºA &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7kvE74lMgic/SwZ3Ud2a0OI/AAAAAAAAAPE/-81qxMeem6s/s1600/familia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406139596198826210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7kvE74lMgic/SwZ3Ud2a0OI/AAAAAAAAAPE/-81qxMeem6s/s320/familia.jpg" border="2" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6780208-5101643162887629608?l=redactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/5101643162887629608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/5101643162887629608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactor.blogspot.com/2009_11_01_archive.html#5101643162887629608' title=''/><author><name>Vicente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10307607411331947173</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/_7kvE74lMgic/SwZ3Ud2a0OI/AAAAAAAAAPE/-81qxMeem6s/s72-c/familia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6780208.post-2873098681777234752</id><published>2009-11-20T11:03:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T11:22:10.235+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff4500;"&gt;Os nenos teñen dereito ao xogo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Como hoxe é 20 de novembro (Día Internacional dos dereitos do neno e da nena) Vero e Diego quixemos traballar este dereito.&lt;br /&gt;Todos os nenos e nenas de todo o mundo teñen dereito ao xogo: escondite, pilla pilla, facer deporte, ir ao parque....etc&lt;br /&gt;Ainda que un neno ou nena teña que coidar ao seu irman, os pais teñen dereito a axudar aos nenos/as.&lt;br /&gt;Todos os nenos/as teñen que ter un momento libre no día. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7kvE74lMgic/SwZssruMQaI/AAAAAAAAAO8/Xua1hMvKhMQ/s1600/1.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406127917611368866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 185px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7kvE74lMgic/SwZssruMQaI/AAAAAAAAAO8/Xua1hMvKhMQ/s320/1.png" 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/6780208-2873098681777234752?l=redactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/2873098681777234752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/2873098681777234752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactor.blogspot.com/2009_11_01_archive.html#2873098681777234752' title=''/><author><name>Vicente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10307607411331947173</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/_7kvE74lMgic/SwZssruMQaI/AAAAAAAAAO8/Xua1hMvKhMQ/s72-c/1.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6780208.post-6951755867604928841</id><published>2009-11-05T09:50:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T09:51:54.590+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff4500;"&gt;É unha falta de respecto:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;1- Non escoitar ao profe cando fala.&lt;br /&gt;2- Non gritar&lt;br /&gt;3- Non pegar&lt;br /&gt;4- Non estroprear os ordenadores dos demais.&lt;br /&gt;5- Non desobedecer ao profe&lt;br /&gt;6- Ignorar ao profe&lt;br /&gt;7- Romper os lapices dos demais&lt;br /&gt;8- Pegar os papeis ao techo&lt;br /&gt;9- Cantar cando traballas&lt;br /&gt;10- Romper gomas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Raúl Brea Fernández - 3ºA&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6780208-6951755867604928841?l=redactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/6951755867604928841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/6951755867604928841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactor.blogspot.com/2009_11_01_archive.html#6951755867604928841' title=''/><author><name>Vicente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10307607411331947173</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6780208.post-624563516169657612</id><published>2009-10-30T10:57:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T11:04:43.357+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff4500;"&gt;Temos pouca paciencia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Para esperar nas colas do mercado.&lt;br /&gt;- Para esperar para ir ao baño.&lt;br /&gt;- Para esperar o meu turno para xogar.&lt;br /&gt;- Para esperar a que chegue o meu cumpreanos.&lt;br /&gt;- Para esperar que chegue algo que me guste.&lt;br /&gt;- Miramos a hora a cada rato.&lt;br /&gt;- Non esperamos a cola no supermercado.&lt;br /&gt;- No cumpreanos para abrir os regalos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7kvE74lMgic/Suq6D5rhtmI/AAAAAAAAAO0/FQg7Q_npVbo/s1600-h/cumpre.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398331679542720098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7kvE74lMgic/Suq6D5rhtmI/AAAAAAAAAO0/FQg7Q_npVbo/s320/cumpre.JPG" border="2" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alicia e Kenny - 4ºA&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6780208-624563516169657612?l=redactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/624563516169657612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/624563516169657612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactor.blogspot.com/2009_10_01_archive.html#624563516169657612' title=''/><author><name>Vicente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10307607411331947173</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/_7kvE74lMgic/Suq6D5rhtmI/AAAAAAAAAO0/FQg7Q_npVbo/s72-c/cumpre.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6780208.post-2953113714943834792</id><published>2009-10-30T10:41:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T10:52:25.939+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff4500;"&gt;A paciencia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;Despois de traballar este valor imos escribir dez situacións onde hai que ter moita paciencia:&lt;br /&gt;- Cando sexa o teu cumpreanos non perdas a pacencia por abrir os regalos.&lt;br /&gt;- Cando che caia un dente non poder durmir por esperar polo Ratonciño Pérez.&lt;br /&gt;- Cando eteas no supermercado non perder a paciencia na cola.&lt;br /&gt;- Cando veñan os Reis Magos non querer durmir para ver os regalos.&lt;br /&gt;- Cando toque a hora do recreo mirar constantemente o reloxo.&lt;br /&gt;- Non gritar no médico cando estas nervoso esperando a vez.&lt;br /&gt;- Non esperar o turno no cine.&lt;br /&gt;- Cando só che queda un exercicio de matematicas non perder a paciencia.&lt;br /&gt;- Cando estás xogando a un videoxogo que se che acabe a batería non perder a paciencia.&lt;br /&gt;- Cando estás xogando cun un cubo de rubic e só che queda unha cara que se che desmonte todo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vero e Diego - 4ºA&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6780208-2953113714943834792?l=redactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/2953113714943834792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/2953113714943834792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactor.blogspot.com/2009_10_01_archive.html#2953113714943834792' title=''/><author><name>Vicente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10307607411331947173</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6780208.post-278129030291676111</id><published>2009-05-19T17:51:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T17:56:34.282+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 align="left"&gt;&lt;font color="#FF4500"&gt;Letras galegas 2009&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;Algunhas actividades feitas con LIM sobre Ramón Piñeiro.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://engalego.es/almacen/lim/letras09/lim.swf?libro=letras09.lim" width="600" height="500"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://engalego.es/almacen/lim/letras09/lim.swf?libro=letras09.lim" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6780208-278129030291676111?l=redactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/278129030291676111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/278129030291676111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactor.blogspot.com/2009_05_01_archive.html#278129030291676111' title=''/><author><name>Vicente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10307607411331947173</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6780208.post-462183171468343119</id><published>2009-03-13T13:21:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T13:30:49.848+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff4500;"&gt;Os dinosaurios&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;Un can que se chama &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Tris &lt;/span&gt;foi a pasear co seu dono a Madrid en coche e ao chegar o can perdeuse e logo o seu dono encontrouno e tiña na boca un oso de dinosaurio ¿onde o atopou? No cementerio de dinosaurios. Tamén encontraron un ovo de dinosaurio do que saiu un &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pterosauro&lt;/span&gt; e correron ata chegar a Canarias.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Yaiza-2º e Óscar-1º&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6780208-462183171468343119?l=redactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/462183171468343119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/462183171468343119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactor.blogspot.com/2009_03_01_archive.html#462183171468343119' title=''/><author><name>Vicente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10307607411331947173</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6780208.post-1737207441688779655</id><published>2009-03-13T13:13:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T13:53:29.994+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff4500;"&gt;A ala do dragón de prata&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;Todos querían a ala do dragón de prata así que quixeron partila pero non puideron porque se quedaron sen cubertos de metal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7kvE74lMgic/SbpXKPwLx8I/AAAAAAAAANc/wOTyY_ZdMHg/s1600-h/dragon.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7kvE74lMgic/SbpXKPwLx8I/AAAAAAAAANc/wOTyY_ZdMHg/s320/dragon.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312654543975860162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cristian - 2ºB&lt;br /&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/6780208-1737207441688779655?l=redactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/1737207441688779655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/1737207441688779655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactor.blogspot.com/2009_03_01_archive.html#1737207441688779655' title=''/><author><name>Vicente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10307607411331947173</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/_7kvE74lMgic/SbpXKPwLx8I/AAAAAAAAANc/wOTyY_ZdMHg/s72-c/dragon.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6780208.post-5241776368477251541</id><published>2009-03-13T12:00:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T12:10:03.217+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 align="left"&gt;&lt;font color="#FF4500"&gt;Quincallú&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;Érase unha vez un rei que se chamaba Quincallú e todo o mundo o quería e vivía nun castelo. Un día veu ao pobo porque ía a ser coronado e a coroa era máxica e non a puido poñer. Máis tarde apareceron dous nenos e lle dixeron a palabra máxica que era plis para que a puidera poñer. Ao final logrou poñer a coroa gracias aos nenos. E colorín colorado este conto rematou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;María- 2º e Lara - 1º&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/6780208-5241776368477251541?l=redactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/5241776368477251541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/5241776368477251541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactor.blogspot.com/2009_03_01_archive.html#5241776368477251541' title=''/><author><name>Vicente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10307607411331947173</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6780208.post-4746979087322223755</id><published>2009-03-13T11:56:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T14:16:06.179+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff4500;"&gt;A morte do cabaleiro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;Erase unha vez un pobo moi lonxano onde vivia un rei coa súa princesa nun castelo. No castelo vivía unha bruxa que raptou á princesa. O seu guerreiro deuse conta do que ocurriu e mmmm…. Que estrano: dixo o guerreiro. Reeeeeiiiiiii reeeeeeiiiiiii a bruxa secuestrou á princesa. E o rei chamou ao seu mellor cabaleiro con todo o su exército . En canto o exército veu o castelo o cabaleiro dixo: ao ataque!!! . E os arqueiros atacaron ás torres . Unha frecha desviada alcanzou ao cabaleiro e a infantería gañou a batalla.                                         &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Marcos - 2º e Manuel - 1º&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/6780208-4746979087322223755?l=redactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/4746979087322223755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/4746979087322223755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactor.blogspot.com/2009_03_01_archive.html#4746979087322223755' title=''/><author><name>Vicente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10307607411331947173</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6780208.post-5848199450509795393</id><published>2009-03-13T11:47:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T11:53:36.402+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff4500;"&gt;O ranger e o malvado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;Érase un grupo de rangers que se atopou con un malvado que quería destruilos e deixounos fora de combate. Pero aínda quedou un ranger que savou a súa pistola de fuego e derrotou ao malvado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Juan - 1º e Álvaro - 2º&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/6780208-5848199450509795393?l=redactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/5848199450509795393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/5848199450509795393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactor.blogspot.com/2009_03_01_archive.html#5848199450509795393' title=''/><author><name>Vicente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10307607411331947173</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6780208.post-7703010496750466814</id><published>2008-02-01T00:16:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T00:24:13.152+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 69, 0);"&gt;Os astronautas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;Os nenos e nenas de 1º imos ir de Astronautas no desfile de entroido. Inventamos unha historia e fixemos un comic. Pasámolo moi ben facéndoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_7kvE74lMgic/R6JXh0hDezI/AAAAAAAAAGs/37WrsmtVPjY/s1600-h/Page_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_7kvE74lMgic/R6JXh0hDezI/AAAAAAAAAGs/37WrsmtVPjY/s320/Page_1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161784361464593202" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_7kvE74lMgic/R6JX10hDe0I/AAAAAAAAAG0/2CAzPFSw734/s1600-h/Page_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_7kvE74lMgic/R6JX10hDe0I/AAAAAAAAAG0/2CAzPFSw734/s320/Page_2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161784705061976898" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_7kvE74lMgic/R6JYFkhDe1I/AAAAAAAAAG8/d8Ep4-xnoos/s1600-h/Page_3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_7kvE74lMgic/R6JYFkhDe1I/AAAAAAAAAG8/d8Ep4-xnoos/s320/Page_3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161784975644916562" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_7kvE74lMgic/R6JYYUhDe2I/AAAAAAAAAHE/h2DpFfWI7WY/s1600-h/Page_4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_7kvE74lMgic/R6JYYUhDe2I/AAAAAAAAAHE/h2DpFfWI7WY/s320/Page_4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161785297767463778" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Alumnos de 1ºA&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6780208-7703010496750466814?l=redactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/7703010496750466814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/7703010496750466814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactor.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#7703010496750466814' title=''/><author><name>Vicente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10307607411331947173</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://bp2.blogger.com/_7kvE74lMgic/R6JXh0hDezI/AAAAAAAAAGs/37WrsmtVPjY/s72-c/Page_1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6780208.post-7014669905803577024</id><published>2008-01-08T13:23:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T13:27:49.675+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff4500;"&gt;Noticia do Espacio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Noticia&lt;/strong&gt;: Neste ano 2008 apareceu un novo planeta moi parecido a unha flor. O seu nome é: FLIN. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_7kvE74lMgic/R4NsDExOXEI/AAAAAAAAAGE/ruQfGrAln3o/s1600-h/Pict7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153081198717590594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_7kvE74lMgic/R4NsDExOXEI/AAAAAAAAAGE/ruQfGrAln3o/s320/Pict7.JPG" border="2" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eider Carballeira - 1ºA&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/6780208-7014669905803577024?l=redactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/7014669905803577024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/7014669905803577024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactor.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#7014669905803577024' title=''/><author><name>Vicente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10307607411331947173</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://bp3.blogger.com/_7kvE74lMgic/R4NsDExOXEI/AAAAAAAAAGE/ruQfGrAln3o/s72-c/Pict7.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6780208.post-3189243210953258257</id><published>2007-06-14T14:56:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T15:34:18.621+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff4500;"&gt;Xa temos páxina web&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;Despois de dous anos adicándolle máis ou menos tempo segundo as ocupacións do momento, por fin publicamos a &lt;a href="http://centros.edu.xunta.es/ceipopineirino"&gt;web do colexio&lt;/a&gt;. Hai pequenas cousiñas que iremos arranxando e outras sen rematar pero decidímonos xa a compartir o que levamos feito. &lt;em&gt;Admítense críticas&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://centros.edu.xunta.es/ceipopineirino"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075904046445935042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_7kvE74lMgic/RnE71kJgucI/AAAAAAAAACM/sMyhsoimQHU/s320/portada.JPG" border="2" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6780208-3189243210953258257?l=redactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/3189243210953258257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/3189243210953258257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactor.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#3189243210953258257' title=''/><author><name>Vicente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10307607411331947173</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://bp1.blogger.com/_7kvE74lMgic/RnE71kJgucI/AAAAAAAAACM/sMyhsoimQHU/s72-c/portada.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6780208.post-4844831093517910014</id><published>2007-05-29T17:33:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T17:37:06.194+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff4500;"&gt;O rei malvado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;p&gt;Érase unha vez un rei malvado. Un día un home perdeuse e os gardas do rei raptárono. O home dixo:&lt;br /&gt;- Levádeme ante o rei para que se faga xustiza.&lt;br /&gt;- Vale, como tí queiras, pero xa verás o que pasa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chegaron: pum, pum, pum,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Que entre quen sexa!, dixo o rei.&lt;br /&gt;- A miña maxestade, un home perdeuse.&lt;br /&gt;- Pois que entre.&lt;br /&gt;- Ola, a miña maxestade.&lt;br /&gt;- Eu coñézote. Eres o aldeano que me vendeu o gorro que cando cheguei ao castelo derritíuseme coma un anaco de chocolate cando o pós ao lume. ¡Levalo ás mazmorras!. Ja, ja, ja,... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;O aldeano quixo explicarse pero non lle deixou.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;O rei foi á cociña e díxolles aos cociñeiros:&lt;br /&gt;- Tedes unha hora para facer o que eu diga: para o prisioneiro queixo con vermes mortos -pero sen que se vexan- , un anaco de torta de chocolate caducado e polbo con anacos de rato.&lt;br /&gt;- Prisioneiro, toma a túa comida.&lt;br /&gt;Todos se riron do aldeano, e no alboroto este aproveitou para collerlle as chaves ao carceleiro e sair correndo. Cando o ían a capturar tiroulle as chaves á cabeza dun garda e puido finalmente escapar. Da rabia, ao rei deulle un ataque ao corazón e morreu deixando ao seu pobo vivir feliz. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Iván - 3ºB&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6780208-4844831093517910014?l=redactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/4844831093517910014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/4844831093517910014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactor.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#4844831093517910014' title=''/><author><name>Vicente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10307607411331947173</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6780208.post-8535993761372012800</id><published>2007-05-07T17:34:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T17:42:07.424+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff4500;"&gt;Mil grazas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Acabamos de enterarnos de que a nosa blog "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;O Redactor dixital&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;" foi seleccionada como &lt;a href="http://ciberespiral.net/edublogs/2007/05/06/finalistas-i-premio-espiral-edublogs/"&gt;Finalista no I Premio Espiral Edublogs&lt;/a&gt; na categoría de &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Blogs de aula&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Toda unha honra dada a calidade das bitácoras que se presentaron. O vindeiro &lt;strong&gt;domingo 13 de maio&lt;/strong&gt; saberemos quen gañou definitivamente o premio, pero xa nos sentimos recompensados con chegar ate aquí. &lt;strong&gt;Mil grazas!&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ciberespiral.net/edublogs/2007/05/06/finalistas-i-premio-espiral-edublogs/"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061844022549775074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="Somos finalistas nos I Premios Edublogs" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_7kvE74lMgic/Rj9IUdiDguI/AAAAAAAAABs/d4aU00IQ1c4/s320/edublogs.jpg" border="2" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6780208-8535993761372012800?l=redactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/8535993761372012800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/8535993761372012800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactor.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#8535993761372012800' title=''/><author><name>Vicente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10307607411331947173</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://bp1.blogger.com/_7kvE74lMgic/Rj9IUdiDguI/AAAAAAAAABs/d4aU00IQ1c4/s72-c/edublogs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6780208.post-7733639443580790570</id><published>2007-03-31T03:16:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-03-31T03:30:09.868+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff4500;"&gt;O Noso colexio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;Este ano estamos moi atarefados no cole: estamos rematando a &lt;strong&gt;páxina web&lt;/strong&gt;, desenvolvendo un proxecto para traballar a &lt;strong&gt;Igualdade&lt;/strong&gt;, un novo libro sobre "&lt;strong&gt;A auga&lt;/strong&gt;", o &lt;strong&gt;proxecto de Voz Natura&lt;/strong&gt;, recibimos o 1ª Premio de Innovación Educativa sobre a sostenibilidade polo traballo do curso pasado: "&lt;strong&gt;O valor dos montes: Os incendios forestais&lt;/strong&gt;", unha alumna do centro foi a seleccionada no concurso "&lt;strong&gt;Ponlle nome ao polbo&lt;/strong&gt;",... 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A paz celébrase en Xaneiro. A Paz non é un conto bonito. A Paz faise pouquiño a pouco e non se pode comprar con diñeiro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Laura e Jose - 3ºA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6780208-117041426322168986?l=redactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/117041426322168986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/117041426322168986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactor.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#117041426322168986' title=''/><author><name>Vicente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10307607411331947173</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6780208.post-117041348880550776</id><published>2007-02-02T11:47:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T11:51:28.806+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff4500;"&gt;A Paz do Mundo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;p&gt;A paz é o símbolo do amor, a amistade e a compañía. Se houbese guerra algúns dos nosos familiares morrerían. Grazas á PAZ xa non hai Guerra no noso mundo e así os nosos familiares non morren. Así haberá igualdade, amor e amistade no noso mundo chamado TERRA. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Natalia - 3ºB&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6780208-117041348880550776?l=redactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/117041348880550776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/117041348880550776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactor.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#117041348880550776' title=''/><author><name>Vicente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10307607411331947173</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6780208.post-117041321546368311</id><published>2007-02-02T11:45:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T11:46:55.463+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff4500;"&gt;A Igualdade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;A igualdade é moi importante para a paz. Sobre todo porque os homes e as mulleres a maioría das veces non convivimos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Roberto e Iván - 3ºB&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6780208-117041321546368311?l=redactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/117041321546368311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/117041321546368311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactor.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#117041321546368311' title=''/><author><name>Vicente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10307607411331947173</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6780208.post-117041311766751803</id><published>2007-02-02T11:41:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T11:45:17.683+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff4500;"&gt;A Paz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;A PAZ é fermosa e linda, e cando soltamos a POMBA DA PAZ aínda é máis fermosa e linda. Nos somos a PAZ dos nosos pais porque dámoslle a felicidade e o sorriso.&lt;br /&gt;¡NOS SOMOS A PAZ NO MUNDO!. ¡VIVA A PAZ!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sara P. e Lucía - 3ºB&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6780208-117041311766751803?l=redactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/117041311766751803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/117041311766751803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactor.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#117041311766751803' title=''/><author><name>Vicente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10307607411331947173</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6780208.post-117041277051500584</id><published>2007-02-02T11:36:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T11:39:30.516+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff4500;"&gt;A Paz e o Amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;A paz é moi importante na Terra, para que pare a guerra. O amor tamén é moi importante para querer os amigos e a familia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4704/374/1600/727412/saramemaria.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4704/374/320/118639/saramemaria.jpg" border="2" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; Sara M. e María T. - 3ºB&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6780208-117041277051500584?l=redactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/117041277051500584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/117041277051500584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactor.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#117041277051500584' title=''/><author><name>Vicente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10307607411331947173</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6780208.post-117041254747598482</id><published>2007-02-02T11:32:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T11:35:47.496+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff4500;"&gt;O Día da Paz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;Coa paz o mundo está mellor de guerras e de loitas. O mundo está mellor para os nenos, para os maiores e para todos. O mundo estaría mellor. Que non continúen as guerras, as loitas, que non continúen, por favor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4704/374/1600/406270/SARAR.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4704/374/320/913843/SARAR.jpg" border="2" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sara R - 3ºB&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6780208-117041254747598482?l=redactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/117041254747598482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/117041254747598482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactor.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#117041254747598482' title=''/><author><name>Vicente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10307607411331947173</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6780208.post-117015880518704795</id><published>2007-01-30T13:02:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T13:21:32.223+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff4500;"&gt;A Paz no mundo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;p&gt;A paz no mundo é moi importante porque se hai guerras non hai paz nin vida no noso mundo. Vouvos contar unha cousa: eu e a miña amiga Sara -é unha amiga moi especial- non podemos estar un segundo sen ser amigas porque nos preocupa a paz e nos preocupa que algun día non sexamos amigas como lles pasa a moita xente neste mundo, en Irak hai moita guerra e morre moita xente e nenos e nenas que morren antes de vivir a súa vida. E por iso é moi importante que non haxa guerras porque así coas guerras destrúense moitas vidas.&lt;br /&gt;Esperamos que lles sirva de algo. E que respecten a paz. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4704/374/1600/697854/pazfoto.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4704/374/320/731494/pazfoto.jpg" border="2" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sara M. E Andrea V. - 4ºB&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6780208-117015880518704795?l=redactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/117015880518704795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/117015880518704795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactor.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#117015880518704795' title=''/><author><name>Vicente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10307607411331947173</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6780208.post-117015854340058275</id><published>2007-01-30T13:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T13:26:03.536+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff4500;"&gt;A Paz na nosa Terra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;p&gt;A PAZ é moi importante para a nosa Terra porque se non temos PAZ morreríamos. As guerras son malas porque destrozan o planeta. A PAZ é o simbolo do AMOR e a ESPERANZA do PLANETA TERRA. Na PAZ hai moitas AMIZADES e AMIGOS. Coa PAZ pódense realizar moitas conversacións.&lt;br /&gt;En vez de haber guerras hai que ter PAZ. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4704/374/1600/506172/terra.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4704/374/320/492614/terra.jpg" border="2" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mahewa e Andrea - 4ºB&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6780208-117015854340058275?l=redactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/117015854340058275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/117015854340058275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactor.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#117015854340058275' title=''/><author><name>Vicente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10307607411331947173</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6780208.post-117015836888420679</id><published>2007-01-30T12:56:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T13:27:41.886+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff4500;"&gt;A pomba e o militar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;p&gt;Erase unha vez unha pomba menxaseira que foi á guerra, levaba a menxase máis importante do mundo, a paz no mundo fixérase realidade, pero con tanta viaxe cansouse de tanto voar e caeu nunha base militar. A pesar diso, un militar salvouna e a paz no mundo reinou para sempre. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4704/374/1600/167755/guerra.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4704/374/320/124153/guerra.jpg" border="2" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Manuel, Jose e Pedro - 4ºB&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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/6780208-117015836888420679?l=redactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/117015836888420679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/117015836888420679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactor.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#117015836888420679' title=''/><author><name>Vicente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10307607411331947173</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6780208.post-117015796757389874</id><published>2007-01-30T12:49:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T12:52:47.586+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff4500;"&gt;Máis desexos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;p&gt;NON á guerra, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;SI á paz,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Que os nenos e nenas sexan felices. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nos, os nenos e nenas de o colexio C.E.I.P. O  PIÑEIRIÑO, queremos que todo o mundo sexa feliz. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Roberto A. e Antón -  4ºA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6780208-117015796757389874?l=redactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/117015796757389874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/117015796757389874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactor.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#117015796757389874' title=''/><author><name>Vicente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10307607411331947173</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6780208.post-117015729844409427</id><published>2007-01-30T12:37:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T13:08:36.100+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff4500;"&gt;Tradicións&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;p&gt;As tradicións son festas tradicionais, xogos tradicionais, etc. Hoxe celébrase unha festa que se chama o &lt;strong&gt;Día da Paz&lt;/strong&gt;. Botar unha pomba ao aire é unha tradición neste colexio. Hoxe trátase de facer a Paz en todo o mundo. Hai moita xente que se pelexa o Día da Paz. Hai tamén xente que reza para que se acaben todas as guerras nos seus paises. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eloi e Ricardo - 4ºB&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6780208-117015729844409427?l=redactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/117015729844409427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/117015729844409427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactor.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#117015729844409427' title=''/><author><name>Vicente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10307607411331947173</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6780208.post-117015702836314334</id><published>2007-01-30T12:32:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T13:11:05.450+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff4500;"&gt;A pomba e a amistade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;p&gt;Había unha vez unha Pomba da Paz que tiña moitos amigos. Un día foron ao parque e viñeron moitos gamberros, a pomba da paz estaba xogando ao fútbol e lle dixeron que o parque era deles.&lt;br /&gt;A pomba díxolles:&lt;br /&gt;- ¿Por que non xogamos todos?.&lt;br /&gt;E dixeron os gamberros:&lt;br /&gt;- Está ben, xogaremos todos xuntos e compartiremos o balón.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Roberto G. e Saúl - 4ºA&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4704/374/1600/50755/pazpicasso.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4704/374/320/625878/pazpicasso.jpg" border="2" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6780208-117015702836314334?l=redactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/117015702836314334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/117015702836314334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactor.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#117015702836314334' title=''/><author><name>Vicente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10307607411331947173</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6780208.post-117015668198620701</id><published>2007-01-30T12:25:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T12:31:21.986+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff4500;"&gt;O noso colexio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;O noso colexio chámase O Piñeiriño. É moi bonito. Hai moitos nenos e nenas. Ao lado hai unha parada de autobuses. Na entrada hai tartarugas. Por abaixo está a entrada dos pequenos, e por arriba a dos maiores. Na parte de arriba está o ximnasio, ao lado está o patio dos maiores. Na pista de cemento hai dúas porterías para xogar ao fútbol, e tamén dúas canastras para xogar ao baloncesto. Dentro do colexio hai pitiños pequenos e grandes. FELIZ DÍA DA PAZ!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Laura e Aroa - 4ºB&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6780208-117015668198620701?l=redactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/117015668198620701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/117015668198620701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactor.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#117015668198620701' title=''/><author><name>Vicente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10307607411331947173</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6780208.post-117015626983968127</id><published>2007-01-30T12:19:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T12:24:29.850+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff4500;"&gt;Os desexos da Paz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;p&gt;Que teñamos solidaridade entre os homes.&lt;br /&gt;Que non suframos máis guerras no mundo.&lt;br /&gt;Que tódolos nenos puidamos aprender e non  nos leven ás guerras.&lt;br /&gt;Que as pombas non morran.&lt;br /&gt;Que aínda que os moi malos se portasen moi mal non os sacrifiquemos.&lt;br /&gt;Que non teñamos náis incendios. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Carmen e Tania - 4ºB&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6780208-117015626983968127?l=redactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/117015626983968127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/117015626983968127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactor.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#117015626983968127' title=''/><author><name>Vicente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10307607411331947173</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6780208.post-117015453321805201</id><published>2007-01-30T11:51:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T11:55:33.220+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff4500;"&gt;Paz e Guerra NON&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;Era unha vez un zorro moi malo que quería a guerra. Todos estaban contra el.&lt;br /&gt;Veu unha fermosa zorra o conquistouno e deixou de ser malvado.&lt;br /&gt;Veu a súa nai e lle preguntaron:&lt;br /&gt;– ¿es mala?&lt;br /&gt;Ela contestou:&lt;br /&gt;- si, son mala porque son a nai do zorro malvado.&lt;br /&gt;Pero como xa non o era salvouna para sempre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Noelia e Andrea - 4ºA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6780208-117015453321805201?l=redactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/117015453321805201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/117015453321805201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactor.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#117015453321805201' title=''/><author><name>Vicente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10307607411331947173</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6780208.post-117015414612191448</id><published>2007-01-30T11:45:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T12:25:06.500+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff4500;"&gt;O Símbolo da Paz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;p&gt;O &lt;strong&gt;simbolo da paz&lt;/strong&gt; é coma unha árbore sen follas e con 3 polas e unha esfera arredor. Tamén é o &lt;em&gt;símbolo antinuclear&lt;/em&gt; e dos &lt;em&gt;hippies&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4704/374/1600/339323/hippie_paz.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4704/374/320/801017/hippie_paz.gif" border="2" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sara, Marta e Rebeca - 4ºA&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6780208-117015414612191448?l=redactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/117015414612191448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/117015414612191448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactor.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#117015414612191448' title=''/><author><name>Vicente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10307607411331947173</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6780208.post-117015363887648685</id><published>2007-01-30T11:36:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T11:40:38.876+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff4500;"&gt;Desexos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Desexos neste Día da Paz:&lt;/strong&gt; NON máis guerra, non máis mortes e non máis inxustizas.&lt;br /&gt;Máis amor, máis amistade, máis bondade, máis Paz e máis igualdade.&lt;strong&gt;¡Queremos máis PAZ !&lt;/strong&gt; E tamén queremos que coidedes a Natureza. &lt;strong&gt;¡NON mais Guerras! .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Xulio e Gloria - 4ºA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6780208-117015363887648685?l=redactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/117015363887648685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/117015363887648685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactor.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#117015363887648685' title=''/><author><name>Vicente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10307607411331947173</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6780208.post-117015335153352962</id><published>2007-01-30T11:28:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T13:15:28.186+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff4500;"&gt;A Pomba da Paz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;p&gt;Erase unha vez unha &lt;strong&gt;pomba da Paz&lt;/strong&gt; que sempre estaba viaxando por todo o mundo. Tras viaxar moito tempo seguido, decidiu quedar unha temporada nunha pequena vila moi silenciosa preto do mar. Alí sentíase moi ben, pero lle faltaba algo, un pouco de amor e de paz, porque nesa vila so vivía unha pequena familia seguidora da paz que xa perdera a esperanza de que puideran salvar o mundo da guerra.&lt;br /&gt;A pomba acercouse a eles e todos enchéronse da alegría que lles trouxo. A familia decidiu intentalo de novo e conseguiron por fin o que querían: &lt;strong&gt;salvar o mundo das guerras&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4704/374/1600/70474/paz.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4704/374/320/867902/paz.gif" border="2" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jorge e Ana - 4ªA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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/6780208-117015335153352962?l=redactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/117015335153352962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/117015335153352962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactor.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#117015335153352962' title=''/><author><name>Vicente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10307607411331947173</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6780208.post-117015182901447102</id><published>2007-01-30T11:07:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T11:11:00.086+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff4500;"&gt;A Paz e o Amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Paz da alma&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Paz do meu corazón.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Da alegría e amor a todo o mundo,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;e que todos teñan un bo corazón.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Laura e Alba - 4ºA&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6780208-117015182901447102?l=redactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/117015182901447102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/117015182901447102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactor.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#117015182901447102' title=''/><author><name>Vicente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10307607411331947173</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6780208.post-116108343278288243</id><published>2006-10-17T13:05:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T13:13:12.426+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff4500;"&gt;Un avó na biblioteca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;Ao noso colexio veu un avó chamado &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don Carmelo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Explicounos como aprendeu a ler.&lt;br /&gt;Escribiu oito contos. O que míis me gusto foi: &lt;em&gt;SEN DROGAS SE VIVE MELLOR&lt;/em&gt;. Don Carmelo dixo que o debían de ler os pais e os nenos de 13 e 14 anos. Tamén escribiu un libro que se chama &lt;em&gt;YO MAESTRO&lt;/em&gt;. Don Carmelo foi profesor en Venezuela. Un neno chamou a outro e lle dixo que si quería ir a xogar, e o neno lle dixo que iría a estudiar. Don Carmelo dixo que o importante e ler coa imaxinación. Gústalle ver as nubes, a natureza, e tamén ir pola praia. FIN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mahewa e Sara - 4ºB&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6780208-116108343278288243?l=redactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/116108343278288243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/116108343278288243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactor.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116108343278288243' title=''/><author><name>Vicente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10307607411331947173</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6780208.post-116108306999123428</id><published>2006-10-17T13:00:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T13:04:30.006+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff4500;"&gt;O Colexio do Piñeiriño&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;O colexio &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O Piñeiriño&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; é moi bonito. Hai moitos nenos de todos os paises e os profes fan que os nenos e as nenas aprendan moi ben o español. Eu estou aprendendo o galego, e gústame moito falar galego neste colexio. Estou moi contenta con este colexio e meu pai e miña nai tamén.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Carmen - 4ºB&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6780208-116108306999123428?l=redactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/116108306999123428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/116108306999123428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactor.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116108306999123428' title=''/><author><name>Vicente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10307607411331947173</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6780208.post-116108055032969241</id><published>2006-10-17T12:07:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T12:22:30.346+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff4500;"&gt;O zorro - A película&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;O zorro era un home que loitaba pola xustiza. Era moi bo espadachín pero todo o mundo pensaba que era un ladrón e todo o mundo intentaba atrapalo para mandalo ao cárcere. Incluso todo o exército do xeneral. Pero o zorro sempre conseguía escapar deles todos. Un día o zorro morreu e todos estaban moi contentos de que morrese, pero despois apareceu un home chamado &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fernando&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; que encontrou un cabalo negro ao que lle chamou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tornado&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; porque tiña un raio branco no pescozo. Un día atopou unha cova na que había un home que resultou ser o mestre do zorro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu ao principio non entendía nada, pero ao cabo dun tempo funo entendendo e durante&lt;br /&gt;3 ou 4 anos de entrenamento no pobo volveu a aparecer un novo zorro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jorge e Xulio - 4ºA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6780208-116108055032969241?l=redactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/116108055032969241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/116108055032969241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactor.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116108055032969241' title=''/><author><name>Vicente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10307607411331947173</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6780208.post-116107959310181533</id><published>2006-10-17T12:01:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T12:06:33.103+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff4500;"&gt;Portugal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;Eu fun a Portugal e cando cheguei había mercado. Compráronme roupa e unha bandeira, asi foi como descubrín que os sábados e os mércores hai mercado.&lt;br /&gt;E tamén foi miña prima Yolanda, e a ela tamén lle compraron roupa. Foron ademáis os meus pais e miña tía Lurdes de A Lomba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4704/374/1600/portugal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4704/374/320/portugal.jpg" border="2" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Noelia e Gloria - 4ºA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6780208-116107959310181533?l=redactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/116107959310181533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/116107959310181533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactor.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116107959310181533' title=''/><author><name>Vicente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10307607411331947173</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6780208.post-116107922549538573</id><published>2006-10-17T11:19:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T12:25:02.446+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff4500;"&gt;Caperu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;Un día vimos no cine unha película que nos chamou a atención. Trataba dun lobo periodista, unha avoa deportista, un leñador tirolés e un coello malvado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4704/374/1600/caperu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4704/374/320/caperu.jpg" border="2" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ana e Alba - 4ºA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6780208-116107922549538573?l=redactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/116107922549538573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/116107922549538573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactor.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116107922549538573' title=''/><author><name>Vicente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10307607411331947173</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6780208.post-116107675262168425</id><published>2006-10-17T11:16:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T12:21:12.610+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff4500;"&gt;Os peixes do colexio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;p&gt;Os peixes do colexio son de cor laranxa. Son moi bonitos. Somos moi amigas dos peixes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4704/374/1600/mar1.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4704/374/320/mar1.0.jpg" border="2" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Isabel e Andrea - 4ºA&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6780208-116107675262168425?l=redactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/116107675262168425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/116107675262168425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactor.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116107675262168425' title=''/><author><name>Vicente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10307607411331947173</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6780208.post-116107657614917170</id><published>2006-10-17T11:12:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T12:28:07.110+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff4500;"&gt;O profesor de Informática&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;p&gt;O profesor Toño é un profesor especializado en ordenadores. Gústanos moito vir a informática os martes, e gústanos o que fai o profesor. Tamén nos gusta xogar co ordenador. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4704/374/1600/INFormatica.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4704/374/320/INFormatica.jpg" border="2" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Marta Alfonso e Laura Abalo - 4ºA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6780208-116107657614917170?l=redactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/116107657614917170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/116107657614917170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactor.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116107657614917170' title=''/><author><name>Vicente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10307607411331947173</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6780208.post-116107581362763297</id><published>2006-10-17T10:58:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T11:03:33.640+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff4500;"&gt;Toño&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;O profesor TOÑO ensínanos moito de informática. Moitas gracias Toño por eninarnos. Facemos debuxos, escritura, Tangram, programas educativos, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sara e Rebeca - 4ºA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6780208-116107581362763297?l=redactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/116107581362763297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/116107581362763297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactor.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116107581362763297' title=''/><author><name>Vicente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10307607411331947173</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6780208.post-116092278120829484</id><published>2006-10-15T16:29:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T16:33:01.210+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff4500;"&gt;O Vaqueiro torpe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;Érase unha vez un vaqueiro torpe. O xefe mandoulle facer un adestramento e facíao moi mal e facíase moito dano. Un día foron de caza. Disparou e deulle a un dos seus compañeiros. Quería escapar pero como era un vaqueiro torpe caeu do cabalo e ao final foi ao cárcere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sara e Iván - 3ºB&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6780208-116092278120829484?l=redactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/116092278120829484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/116092278120829484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactor.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116092278120829484' title=''/><author><name>Vicente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10307607411331947173</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6780208.post-116047689035245125</id><published>2006-10-10T12:39:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T12:41:30.353+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff4500;"&gt;Carreiras ilegais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;Dixeron na televisión que eran ricos e famosos. Corrian con &lt;strong&gt;Ferraris&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Porches&lt;/strong&gt; e &lt;strong&gt;Jeps&lt;/strong&gt;. Poñíanlle multas de 4.500 € e dician que eran moi baratas. Para eles é un Campeonato Europeo. Usan coches tunning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jose Nogueira e Pedro Lojo - 4ºB&lt;/em&gt;&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/6780208-116047689035245125?l=redactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/116047689035245125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/116047689035245125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactor.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116047689035245125' title=''/><author><name>Vicente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10307607411331947173</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6780208.post-116047673039843512</id><published>2006-10-10T12:32:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T12:45:31.633+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff4500;"&gt;Na nosa clase hai unha nena nova&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;p&gt;Na nosa clase hai unha nena nova. Chamase &lt;strong&gt;Nadine&lt;/strong&gt;. É a miña amiga e é moi boa conmigo. Ven de &lt;strong&gt;Holanda&lt;/strong&gt;. Está aprendendo a falar español e a escribilo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Andrea&lt;/strong&gt; é moi amiga miña. Sentámonos xuntas. A profe chamase &lt;strong&gt;Fina&lt;/strong&gt; e é moi boa. Son todos moi amigos meus.&lt;br /&gt;En Holanda tiña unha amiga chamada &lt;strong&gt;Yasmin&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Teño unha irmá. Chámase &lt;strong&gt;Aileen&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Eu teño tamen un irmán, chámase &lt;strong&gt;Pedro&lt;/strong&gt;, vai en primeiro e é moi bo.&lt;br /&gt;A súa irmá tamen é moi pillabana. Sempre quere xogar conmigo. Este texto espero que vos guste. A min gustoume moito e a Nadine tamén. Adeus. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Andrea e Nadine - 4ºB&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6780208-116047673039843512?l=redactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/116047673039843512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/116047673039843512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactor.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116047673039843512' title=''/><author><name>Vicente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10307607411331947173</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6780208.post-116032931412972655</id><published>2006-10-08T19:40:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T12:15:51.906+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff4500;"&gt;Noticia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;p&gt;Unha &lt;strong&gt;balea&lt;/strong&gt; atrancouse nunha rede e non puideron sacala e morreu. A noticia saleu no xornal e na televisón. Tamén aquela película chamada &lt;strong&gt;Million Dollar Baby&lt;/strong&gt; que ganóu varios oscars. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4704/374/1600/BALEA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4704/374/320/BALEA.jpg" border="2" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Gabriel e Jose - 3ºA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6780208-116032931412972655?l=redactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/116032931412972655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/116032931412972655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactor.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116032931412972655' title=''/><author><name>Vicente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10307607411331947173</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6780208.post-116032912949390106</id><published>2006-10-08T19:33:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T16:20:39.146+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff4500;"&gt;A profesora de música&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;p&gt;A nosa profesora de musica chámase &lt;strong&gt;Maria&lt;/strong&gt;. É moi divertida e moi boa. Ensínanos moitas cancións e poesías. É a profesora que máis nos gusta e querémola moito. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4704/374/1600/CLASE11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4704/374/320/CLASE11.jpg" border="2" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tareixa e Jennifer - 3ºB&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6780208-116032912949390106?l=redactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/116032912949390106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/116032912949390106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactor.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116032912949390106' title=''/><author><name>Vicente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10307607411331947173</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6780208.post-116032877337034415</id><published>2006-10-08T19:26:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T12:13:01.790+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff4500;"&gt;O furacán&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;p&gt;O xoves pasado non puidemos ir ao colexio porque houbo un furacán. Non foi tal cousa e si puidemos ir, aínda que foi algo forte en algúns sitios porque tirou un contenedor das Pistas. Na casa da miña avoa tirou unha baldosa da parede de fóra da casa. Eu non puiden durmir porque estaba nervosa. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4704/374/1600/furacan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4704/374/320/furacan.jpg" border="2" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eva Millán e Laura Gómez - 3ºA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6780208-116032877337034415?l=redactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/116032877337034415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/116032877337034415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactor.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116032877337034415' title=''/><author><name>Vicente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10307607411331947173</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6780208.post-116032840762175785</id><published>2006-10-08T19:21:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T19:26:47.636+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff4500;"&gt;Shin Chan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;Habia unha vez un neno chamado SHIN CHAN. A veces portábase mal e a súa nai Misae ten que ir a por el. A Himawari gústanlle as cousas brillantes e escóndeas. Ao seu pai Hiroxi gústanlle as chicas con tanga, e Misae pégalle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sandra B - 3ºA&lt;/em&gt;&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/6780208-116032840762175785?l=redactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/116032840762175785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/116032840762175785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactor.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116032840762175785' title=''/><author><name>Vicente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10307607411331947173</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6780208.post-116032751095342456</id><published>2006-10-08T19:07:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T19:11:50.953+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff4500;"&gt;Os meus xogos preferidos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;Os meus xogos preferidos son o futbol, a comba , o baloncesto, as matematicas , a lingua, etc. Gústame ir ao colexio, ás veces, e xogar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Angel Vázquez Romero - 3ºB&lt;/em&gt;&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/6780208-116032751095342456?l=redactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/116032751095342456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/116032751095342456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactor.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116032751095342456' title=''/><author><name>Vicente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10307607411331947173</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6780208.post-116032711781529690</id><published>2006-10-08T19:00:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T16:24:06.803+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff4500;"&gt;Películas e Libros&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;A &lt;strong&gt;pelicula&lt;/strong&gt; de &lt;strong&gt;Cars&lt;/strong&gt; é moi divertida. Trata sobre coches. É en 3D, e na película non saen persoas nin anímais.&lt;br /&gt;Os &lt;strong&gt;libros&lt;/strong&gt; son moi divertidos. Hai persoas que son moi lectoras. Os máis longos son os de Harry Potter e Kika Superbruxa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/g4n2hW0Gfvk" width="340" height="288" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Sara Mondragón Ferreira e María Tajuelo Real - 3ºB&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6780208-116032711781529690?l=redactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/116032711781529690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/116032711781529690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactor.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116032711781529690' title=''/><author><name>Vicente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10307607411331947173</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6780208.post-116013006057915174</id><published>2006-10-06T12:00:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T20:11:05.500+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff4500;"&gt;Arxentina e Venezuela&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Venezuela&lt;/strong&gt; é un pais moi fermoso e hai moita calor e coñecerás Caracas que é a capital. Os coches están pintados e case todo son praias e casas. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Arxentina&lt;/strong&gt; é preciosa. Dígoo eu que son arxentino.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Julián e Miguel - 3ºB&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6780208-116013006057915174?l=redactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/116013006057915174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/116013006057915174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactor.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116013006057915174' title=''/><author><name>Vicente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10307607411331947173</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6780208.post-114622041730150614</id><published>2006-04-28T12:24:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T16:29:02.076+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff4500;"&gt;Copliñas dos maios 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;p&gt;Os nenos e nenas de 2ºB fixemos estas &lt;strong&gt;coplas&lt;/strong&gt; para cantar os maios de este ano: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;A profe María&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;tivo un &lt;strong&gt;bebé&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;naceu antes de tempo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;preguntámonos porqué.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;En &lt;strong&gt;Semana Santa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;pasámolo moi ben&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;entre procesións &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;e rosca tamén.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Durante o &lt;strong&gt;magosto&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;asámo-las castañas&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;estaban tan duras&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;que houbo que tiralas.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Coa ceniza&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;pintámono-la cara&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;e antes de ir a casa&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;tivemos que lavala.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;O &lt;strong&gt;Día da Paz&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;puxemos unha estatua&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;non é moi bonita&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;debeu ser barata.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Soltamos unha &lt;strong&gt;pomba&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;no campo de cemento,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;estaba despistada,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;había moitos nenos.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Que ben o pasamos&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;neste &lt;strong&gt;carnaval&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;pero como choveu&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;tivemos que entrar.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;A &lt;strong&gt;Princesa Leonor&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;está desaparecida, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;dín que con Bin Laden&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;na cova está metida.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4704/374/1600/1y.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4704/374/320/1y.jpg" border="2" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Nenos e nenas de 2ºB&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6780208-114622041730150614?l=redactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/114622041730150614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/114622041730150614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactor.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114622041730150614' title=''/><author><name>Vicente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10307607411331947173</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6780208.post-113226885083736735</id><published>2005-11-18T00:05:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T00:07:30.836+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff4500;"&gt;Clásicos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;Estamos probando como poderíamos poñer son ao noso blog. ¿Quen sabe de que antiga serie da tele é esta sintonía?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.castpost.com/Lib/playm1.php?filename=Somos%20Dos.mp3&amp;amp;url=http://redactor.castpost.com/" frameborder="2" height="40" scrolling="no" width="250"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6780208-113226885083736735?l=redactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/113226885083736735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/113226885083736735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactor.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113226885083736735' title=''/><author><name>Vicente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10307607411331947173</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6780208.post-113224655699389339</id><published>2005-11-17T17:50:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T17:55:56.993+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff4500;"&gt;A última batalla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Edade Media&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;España&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; prepárabase para invadir &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Francia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; cando descubriron que os seus inimigos xa morreran. Déronse a volta e atoparon uns extranos seres que... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4704/374/1600/img003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4704/374/320/img003.jpg" border="2" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Alberto Tajuelo - 6ºB&lt;br /&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/6780208-113224655699389339?l=redactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/113224655699389339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/113224655699389339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactor.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113224655699389339' title=''/><author><name>Vicente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10307607411331947173</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6780208.post-113224618426030104</id><published>2005-11-17T17:44:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T17:56:45.656+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff4500;"&gt;A Paz no Mundo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Se hai paz &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;no mundo,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;hai paz contigo,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;e nunca &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;perderás un gran amigo.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4704/374/1600/img004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4704/374/320/img004.jpg" border="2" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Cristina Rodríguez - 6ºB&lt;br /&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/6780208-113224618426030104?l=redactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/113224618426030104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/113224618426030104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactor.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113224618426030104' title=''/><author><name>Vicente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10307607411331947173</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6780208.post-113119613090473587</id><published>2005-11-05T14:02:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-11-05T14:11:19.416+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 69, 0);"&gt;O conto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;O castiñeiro vello explícalle ao novo que só nacen castañas en Outono.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4704/374/1600/Casti.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4704/374/320/Casti.jpg" alt="" border="2" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;María Tajuelo - 2ºB&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6780208-113119613090473587?l=redactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/113119613090473587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/113119613090473587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactor.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113119613090473587' title=''/><author><name>Vicente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10307607411331947173</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6780208.post-113049599402322957</id><published>2005-10-28T12:39:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-10-28T16:03:00.850+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 69, 0);"&gt;O castiñeiro triste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;p&gt;Érase unha vez un &lt;strong&gt;castiñeiro novo&lt;/strong&gt; que estaba moi triste porque non daba castañas. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os cogumelos consolábano. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Tranquilo que xa sairán.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero o castiñeiro seguía triste porque se non daba castañas podía vir un leñador e cortalo para leña.&lt;br /&gt;Pasou o tempo e ao castiñeiro novo empezaron a sairlle uns bultos con pinchos e a caerlle as follas. Pensou que estaba enfermo. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os bultos eran cada vez máis grandes e o castiñeiro choraba de pena.&lt;br /&gt;Un deles fíxose tan grande que abriu e... ¡Caeulle unha castaña!. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un castiñeiro vello que alí había contoulle que os castiñeiros so daban castañas en Outono e o que lle pasara era moi normal. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O castiñeiro novo púxose moi feliz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E colorín, colorado, este conto está rematado. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/31/40382284_f046fd16a0_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Os libros son sempre os nosos amigos e compañeiros" src="http://static.flickr.com/31/40382284_f046fd16a0_m.jpg" border="2" height="188" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;Conto realizado polos nenos e nenas de 2ºB&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6780208-113049599402322957?l=redactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/113049599402322957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/113049599402322957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactor.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#113049599402322957' title=''/><author><name>Vicente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10307607411331947173</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6780208.post-110846401044592377</id><published>2005-02-15T11:40:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-02-15T21:01:50.150+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 69, 0);"&gt;As dinosaurias&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/274/3181/1024/dinos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); margin: 2px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/274/3181/200/dinos.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hai moitos anos unha dinosauria chamada Alicia vivía  nun bosque .&lt;br /&gt;Tiña unha  amiga  chamada Alicia que tamén era  unha  dinosauria.  &lt;br /&gt;Un día veu o señor Cuello Largo a dicirlles que tiveran coidado cos  velocirraptor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Alicia Ortal e Alicia Piñeiro - 3ºA  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" alt="Posted by Hello" 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;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6780208-110846401044592377?l=redactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/110846401044592377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/110846401044592377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactor.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110846401044592377' title=''/><author><name>Vicente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10307607411331947173</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6780208.post-110846352789239405</id><published>2005-02-15T11:32:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-02-15T21:03:11.893+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 69, 0);"&gt;Javier o científico&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/274/3181/1024/paisaxe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); margin: 2px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/274/3181/200/paisaxe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta foto foi feita en Francia. Xa pasou á Historia. Vai de cómo cuidar aos animais. Así vai a miña redacción.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Javier Paz - 3ºB&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" alt="Posted by Hello" 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;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6780208-110846352789239405?l=redactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/110846352789239405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/110846352789239405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactor.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110846352789239405' title=''/><author><name>Vicente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10307607411331947173</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6780208.post-110846089154249856</id><published>2005-02-15T10:48:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-02-15T21:04:52.590+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 69, 0);"&gt;O edificio Windsor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/274/3181/1024/windsor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); margin: 2px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/274/3181/200/windsor.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pola noite do 2º sábado de febreiro Madrid arde. Despois dos atentados da banda terrorista ETA o edificio Windsor ardía. O edificio máis importante ou un dos máis importantes de Madrid. Un cortocircuito ou un suposto cortocircuito. Un fogo imposible de apagar facía do edificio Windsor un forno prendido ao máximo. Non houbo victimas gracias a que era sábado e de noite. Ao 2º día o lume puido apagarse. Por fin o lume que tanto fixera sufrir a tanta xente. Os bombeiros tiñan medo de que o edificio non aguantara e se derrubara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jonathan Daniel e Javier Galiñanes Varela - 4ºB&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" alt="Posted by Hello" 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;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6780208-110846089154249856?l=redactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/110846089154249856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/110846089154249856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactor.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110846089154249856' title=''/><author><name>Vicente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10307607411331947173</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6780208.post-110725817746890788</id><published>2005-02-01T13:42:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-02-01T12:45:06.296+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff4500;"&gt;A señora dos machados&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/274/3181/1024/Pict29.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/274/3181/200/Pict29.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un dia chegaron malos doutro planeta e atacaron a Terra. Apareceu LORENA, a señora dos machados, e pelexaron, pelexaron e acabou todo ben. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jonathan - 4ºB&lt;/em&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6780208-110725817746890788?l=redactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/110725817746890788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/110725817746890788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactor.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110725817746890788' title=''/><author><name>Vicente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10307607411331947173</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6780208.post-110725716781672953</id><published>2005-02-01T13:26:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-02-01T12:31:53.160+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff4500;"&gt;Festa en Vilagarcía&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/274/3181/1024/Pict23.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/274/3181/200/Pict23.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como sempre, as festas de Vilagarcía foron este ano moi divertidas, pero esta non foi a máis divertida. A xente estaba moi contenta vendo os fogos artificiais. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Adrián - 4ºB&lt;/em&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6780208-110725716781672953?l=redactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/110725716781672953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/110725716781672953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactor.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110725716781672953' title=''/><author><name>Vicente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10307607411331947173</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6780208.post-110725661294187509</id><published>2005-02-01T13:16:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-02-01T12:21:20.320+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff4500;"&gt;O ximnasio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/274/3181/1024/Pict54.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/274/3181/200/Pict54.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No colexio &lt;strong&gt;O Piñeiriño&lt;/strong&gt; están facendo un ximnasio para que os nenos e nenas xoguemos en Educación Física e aprendamos xogos novos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Uxía e Bea - 4ºB&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6780208-110725661294187509?l=redactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/110725661294187509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/110725661294187509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactor.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110725661294187509' title=''/><author><name>Vicente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10307607411331947173</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6780208.post-110725579357398658</id><published>2005-02-01T13:03:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-02-01T12:29:53.953+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff4500;"&gt;Elefantes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/274/3181/1024/elefantes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/274/3181/200/elefantes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uns minutos antes do maremoto uns elefantes salvaron a uns turistas en Asia.&lt;br /&gt;Os elefantes arrancaron as cadeas das árbores e subiron os turistas á montaña.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Beatriz,Uxía e Sara - 4ºB&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6780208-110725579357398658?l=redactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/110725579357398658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/110725579357398658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactor.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110725579357398658' title=''/><author><name>Vicente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10307607411331947173</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6780208.post-110725499459311220</id><published>2005-02-01T11:49:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-02-01T12:32:39.383+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff4500;"&gt;O dragón voador&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/274/3181/1024/Pict52.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/274/3181/200/Pict52.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somos Alicia Ortal e Beatriz Otero e fixemos un novo ser fantástico:O dragón voador. &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6780208-110725499459311220?l=redactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/110725499459311220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/110725499459311220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactor.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110725499459311220' title=''/><author><name>Vicente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10307607411331947173</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6780208.post-110725438796966844</id><published>2005-02-01T11:39:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-02-01T12:35:21.580+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff4500;"&gt;Golfistas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/274/3181/1024/Pict22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/274/3181/200/Pict22.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na paz facemos moitos entroidos. Este ano imos ir de &lt;strong&gt;Golfistas&lt;/strong&gt;. David e Ivan de 3ºB &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6780208-110725438796966844?l=redactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/110725438796966844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/110725438796966844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactor.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110725438796966844' title=''/><author><name>Vicente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10307607411331947173</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6780208.post-110725233500643562</id><published>2005-02-01T11:05:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-02-01T13:27:14.026+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 align="left"&gt;&lt;font color="#FF4500"&gt;O Dinosaurio Fantástico&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/274/3181/1024/Pict46.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/274/3181/200/Pict46.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Dinosaurio Fantástico foi feito por Alicia Ortal e Beatriz Otero de 3ºB.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='O Dinosaurio Fantástico' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6780208-110725233500643562?l=redactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/110725233500643562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/110725233500643562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactor.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110725233500643562' title=''/><author><name>Vicente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10307607411331947173</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6780208.post-110725098196151653</id><published>2005-02-01T10:42:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-02-01T11:58:30.390+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff4500;"&gt;As Torres&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;As Torres Xemelgas eran as torres máis grandes do mundo ata que viñeron tres avións e destrozáronnas. A xente dí que foi Sadán Husein. Caeron o 11 de setembro do 2002. Unha era máis grande que outra ,eran moi bonitas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Raúl Bouzada García – 4ºA&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6780208-110725098196151653?l=redactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/110725098196151653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/110725098196151653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactor.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110725098196151653' title=''/><author><name>Vicente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10307607411331947173</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6780208.post-110724875075271373</id><published>2005-02-01T10:05:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-02-01T13:17:59.403+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff4500;"&gt;O Tsunami&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/274/3181/1024/Pict30.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/274/3181/200/Pict30.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todos estabamos tan contentos cos agasallos do nadal .&lt;br /&gt;Ese día foi a peor pesadilla do ano que acabamos de deixar atrás. Mais ese mesmo día 6000 persoas e máis de 100.000 desaparecidos. Desde ese mesmo día as máis grandes asociacións e os gobernos de casi todo o mundo axudan enviando comida, auga potable, cartos, roupa e moitas máis cousas. E hoxe xa, 36 días despois, deixáronse de contar os mortos e os que se contaron son 155.000 persoas mortas e moitas desaparecidas. &lt;h3&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Javier Galiñanes Varela - 4ºA&lt;/em&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6780208-110724875075271373?l=redactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/110724875075271373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/110724875075271373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactor.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110724875075271373' title=''/><author><name>Vicente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10307607411331947173</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6780208.post-110691174841038228</id><published>2005-01-28T13:29:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-01-28T12:37:09.833+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/274/3181/320/xardin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/274/3181/200/xardin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;O Xardín fabuloso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;de José Gregorio e Xesús&lt;/em&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6780208-110691174841038228?l=redactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/110691174841038228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/110691174841038228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactor.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110691174841038228' title=''/><author><name>Vicente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10307607411331947173</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6780208.post-110691112281293797</id><published>2005-01-28T13:18:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-01-28T12:20:45.863+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/274/3181/320/torres.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/274/3181/200/torres.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En Estados Unidos houbo un atentado terrorista nas Torres Xemelgas o 11 de setembro do 2002.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jonathan e Diego de 4ºB&lt;/em&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6780208-110691112281293797?l=redactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/110691112281293797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/110691112281293797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactor.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110691112281293797' title=''/><author><name>Vicente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10307607411331947173</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6780208.post-110690411914033033</id><published>2005-01-28T10:21:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-01-28T12:13:22.786+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/274/3181/320/mensaxe%20pax.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/274/3181/200/mensaxe%20pax.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mensaxe sobre a Paz de Borja Cardalda de 3ºA &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6780208-110690411914033033?l=redactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/110690411914033033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/110690411914033033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactor.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110690411914033033' title=''/><author><name>Vicente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10307607411331947173</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6780208.post-110690309570515627</id><published>2005-01-28T10:04:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-01-28T10:07:44.816+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/274/3181/320/paz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/274/3181/200/paz.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alba González e Iria Conde - 3ºA&lt;br /&gt;A pomba da Paz &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6780208-110690309570515627?l=redactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/110690309570515627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/110690309570515627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactor.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110690309570515627' title=''/><author><name>Vicente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10307607411331947173</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6780208.post-110665426054339958</id><published>2005-01-25T13:53:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-01-25T12:57:40.543+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff4500;"&gt;A escola&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;No colexio, os meus compañeiros e eu aburrímonos moito, menos no recreo porque os martes e mércores temos fútbol. A mín gústame moito matemáticas, a outros gústalle máis Lengua Española. Na última hora dos luns e os venres temos Educación Física.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jonathan Daniel Gómez Otero - 4ºA&lt;/em&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6780208-110665426054339958?l=redactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/110665426054339958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/110665426054339958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactor.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110665426054339958' title=''/><author><name>Vicente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10307607411331947173</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6780208.post-110665106000595011</id><published>2005-01-25T13:04:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-01-25T12:20:24.190+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff4500;"&gt;Roquetball&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;Carlos Mollinedo de 3ºB&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/274/3181/640/roquetball.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/274/3181/320/roquetball.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;roquetball &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6780208-110665106000595011?l=redactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/110665106000595011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/110665106000595011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactor.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110665106000595011' title=''/><author><name>Vicente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10307607411331947173</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6780208.post-110664749477150237</id><published>2005-01-25T10:59:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-01-25T11:04:54.773+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff4500;"&gt;O Xardín da Paz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;Unha vez houbo un xardín que era un tesouro para o pobo porque mantiña a paz, e por iso toda a xente o ía a visitar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;José Gregorio Santorum Gutierrez - 3ºB&lt;/em&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6780208-110664749477150237?l=redactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/110664749477150237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/110664749477150237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactor.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110664749477150237' title=''/><author><name>Vicente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10307607411331947173</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6780208.post-109872063124439839</id><published>2004-10-25T18:05:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-10-25T18:10:31.243+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 align="left"&gt;&lt;font color="#FF4500"&gt;Os libros son os teus mellores amigos&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;i&gt;Había unha vez unha princesiña que se chamaba Brancaneves e vivía nun castelo. Como a súa nai morreu, o rei volveuse casar cunha muller que cría boa pero era moi mala&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;a href="http://www.iespana.es/engalego/libros2.jpg"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img height="159" alt="¿coñeces este conto?" src="http://www.iespana.es/engalego/libros1.jpg" width="200" border="2" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;Beatriz Otero Montero- 3ºB&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6780208-109872063124439839?l=redactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/109872063124439839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/109872063124439839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactor.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109872063124439839' title=''/><author><name>Vicente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10307607411331947173</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6780208.post-109872009970217889</id><published>2004-10-25T18:00:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-10-26T11:27:27.686+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 align="left"&gt;&lt;font color="#FF4500"&gt;A Biblioteca é marabillosa&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;Fixen un slogan para a biblioteca do colexio: &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ler cinco horas ó día da moita alegría&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;a href="http://www.iespana.es/engalego/biblio2.jpg"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img height="142" alt="Ler cinco horas ó día da moita alegría" src="http://www.iespana.es/engalego/biblio1.jpg" width="200" border="2" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tatiana Villamel Baliñas - 3ºB&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6780208-109872009970217889?l=redactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/109872009970217889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/109872009970217889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactor.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109872009970217889' title=''/><author><name>Vicente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10307607411331947173</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6780208.post-109871998694918540</id><published>2004-10-25T17:55:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2004-10-25T17:59:46.950+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 align="left"&gt;&lt;font color="#FF4500"&gt;Na biblioteca&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;¿Sabes que vou ler?... &lt;b&gt;O Pito Cairo&lt;/b&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.iespana.es/engalego/bliblioteca2.jpg"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img height="143" alt="Lín un libro que se chamaba O Pito Cairo" src="http://www.iespana.es/engalego/bliblioteca1.jpg" width="200" border="2" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alba Reboredo Otero - 3ºB&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6780208-109871998694918540?l=redactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/109871998694918540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/109871998694918540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactor.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109871998694918540' title=''/><author><name>Vicente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10307607411331947173</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6780208.post-109835767424043968</id><published>2004-10-21T13:14:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2004-10-25T17:17:44.783+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff4500;"&gt;Colmillo Branco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;O meu conto preferido é "Colmillo Branco". Trátase duns humanos que están na neve do Polo Sur, que van nun trineo tirado por cans e están buscando a un lobo chamado "Colmillo Branco".&lt;br /&gt;Para mín é un libro moi bonito, non sei para vós. É dunha colección onde hai varios contos. Cada libro ten un conto. &lt;a href="http://www.iespana.es/engalego/redactor/colmillo2.jpg"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img height="139" alt="Os libros son sempre os nosos amigos e compañeiros" src="http://www.iespana.es/engalego/redactor/colmillo1.jpg" width="200" border="2" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alicia Piñeiro Barreiro - 3ºB&lt;/em&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6780208-109835767424043968?l=redactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/109835767424043968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/109835767424043968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactor.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109835767424043968' title=''/><author><name>Vicente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10307607411331947173</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6780208.post-109835749522656976</id><published>2004-10-21T13:14:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T18:48:47.180+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff4500;"&gt;Día Internacional da Biblioteca Escolar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;b&gt;Como o vindeiro luns (25 de outubro) celebramos o "Día Internacional da Biblioteca Escolar" neste "Redactor Dixital" iremos colocando algún dos traballos que fixeron os nosos alumnos sobre o tema.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Toño&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6780208-109835749522656976?l=redactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/109835749522656976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/109835749522656976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactor.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109835749522656976' title=''/><author><name>Vicente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10307607411331947173</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6780208.post-108505075255155264</id><published>2004-05-20T12:54:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-05-20T12:59:12.550+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 align="left"&gt;&lt;font color="#FF4500"&gt;A nosa clase&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;Chamámonos &lt;strong&gt;Andrea&lt;/strong&gt; e &lt;strong&gt;Alba&lt;/strong&gt; , imos falar da nosa clase : empezamos con dúas amigas que se chaman Andrea e Yanire, polo lado bó son unhas amigas que gardan moi ben os segredos ,e son moi boas . Polo lado malo non teñen nada de malo. Agora imo falar de Rubén: é moi cotilla e sempre se mete en todo. Fernando enfádase moito e chora por nada. O resto da clase hai xente bóa e xente mala , xente travesa pero… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      É  A  NOSA  CLASE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alba Serén  e Andrea Rey - 4ºB&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6780208-108505075255155264?l=redactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/108505075255155264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/108505075255155264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactor.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108505075255155264' title=''/><author><name>Vicente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10307607411331947173</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6780208.post-108453495130188803</id><published>2004-05-14T13:39:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T01:21:06.876+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff4500;"&gt;Quad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;Os &lt;strong&gt;quad&lt;/strong&gt; son motos a 4 rodas que teñen un bó motor. Teñen rodas resistentes e para nós son as mellores. Hainas de moitos tamaños e cores chulos e con elas pódense facer &lt;strong&gt;carreiras&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Para decoralas pódeslle poñer &lt;strong&gt;pegatinas&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;para que che quede máis guai&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4704/374/1600/quads.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="Non son coches, non son motos... son Quads" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4704/374/320/quads.jpg" border="2" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;David e Anxo - 4ºB&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6780208-108453495130188803?l=redactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/108453495130188803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/108453495130188803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactor.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108453495130188803' title=''/><author><name>Vicente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10307607411331947173</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6780208.post-108444778594829949</id><published>2004-05-13T13:27:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T01:14:16.540+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff4500;"&gt;O cantante Ramón&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;¡Ola! Imosvos falar de &lt;strong&gt;Ramón&lt;/strong&gt; (o de “&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Operación Triunfo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;"). Este ano vai a ser el o que participe no &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;festival de Eurovisión&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Vai cantar unha canción moi chula chamada “Para llenarme de ti”,&lt;br /&gt;este sábado día 15 de Maio de 2.004. A hora non a sabemos pero vai ser pola noite. A ver se este ano Ramón supera os resultados dos seus compañeiros. Gañe ou non gañe, estamos seguras de que o pasaremos moi ben ese día, e tamén de que todos vós o pasaredes xenial.&lt;br /&gt;Agora por se ainda non o coñecedes imos poñer unha foto del.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4704/374/1600/ramon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="O cantante Ramón en Eurovisión" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4704/374/320/ramon.jpg" border="2" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yanire e Andrea - 4ºB&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6780208-108444778594829949?l=redactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/108444778594829949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/108444778594829949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactor.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108444778594829949' title=''/><author><name>Vicente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10307607411331947173</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6780208.post-108332621049247887</id><published>2004-04-30T13:52:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T00:59:16.476+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff4500;"&gt;Roberto Carlos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Roberto Carlos&lt;/strong&gt; é un xogador moi bó. Sabe xogar e dar toques moi ben. Son unha admiradora de Roberto Carlos. Eu non vexo o futbol pero o meu pai sí, e a miña irmá tamén.&lt;br /&gt;Gustaríame saber cando xoga para poder velo sempre. &lt;a href="http://www.realmadrid.ru/zoca/roberto_carlos.jpg"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4704/374/1600/robertocarlos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4704/374/320/robertocarlos.jpg" border="2" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Carmen Rey García – 4ºB&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6780208-108332621049247887?l=redactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/108332621049247887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/108332621049247887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactor.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108332621049247887' title=''/><author><name>Vicente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10307607411331947173</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6780208.post-108309466185099199</id><published>2004-04-27T21:31:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T01:04:15.730+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff4500;"&gt;Os Simpson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;Os Simpson son unha familia un pouco rara, bueno, menos &lt;strong&gt;Lisa&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;Homer&lt;/strong&gt; é o máis tonto da familia. &lt;strong&gt;Bart&lt;/strong&gt; é moi travieso e castígano seguido. &lt;strong&gt;Marge&lt;/strong&gt; é a nai de &lt;strong&gt;Bart&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Lisa&lt;/strong&gt; e &lt;strong&gt;Magui&lt;/strong&gt; e a muller de &lt;strong&gt;Homer&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;Lisa&lt;/strong&gt; é unha sabichona que saca sempre sobresalientes. &lt;strong&gt;Magui&lt;/strong&gt; é a máis pequena, no sabe falar nin andar e sempre ten o chupete na boca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Homer&lt;/strong&gt; traballa nunha Central Nuclear e é o encargado, o xefe é millonario.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Marge&lt;/strong&gt; é ama de casa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bart&lt;/strong&gt; e &lt;strong&gt;Lisa&lt;/strong&gt; van ó colexio de primaria de &lt;em&gt;Springfield&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Magui&lt;/strong&gt; vai á gardería de &lt;em&gt;Springfield&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4704/374/1600/simpson002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4704/374/320/simpson002.jpg" border="2" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Damián Martínez Barreiro - 4ºA&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6780208-108309466185099199?l=redactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/108309466185099199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/108309466185099199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactor.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108309466185099199' title=''/><author><name>Vicente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10307607411331947173</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6780208.post-108309269214581325</id><published>2004-04-27T20:59:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-04-27T22:06:58.513+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 align="left"&gt;&lt;font color="#FF4500"&gt;O Arosa S.C.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;O  &lt;strong&gt;Arosa&lt;/strong&gt;  o outro día gañou 1-0 e marcou &lt;em&gt;Fernando Ramirez&lt;/em&gt; de cabeza. Xogaron o Arosa contra o &lt;strong&gt;Narón S.C&lt;/strong&gt;. No descanso do Arosa xoguei  eu e máis os meus amigos e perdemos 2-1 o primeiro gol marqueino eu facendo unha chilena e o  outro equipo gañounos por un gol e o Narón era moi faltón porque pegaban  patadas ós xogadores do Arosa. &lt;br /&gt;Onte xoguei  ó baloncesto con David e xogamos un 21 e gañei eu e despóis  gañoume el e así é a historia do Arosa contra o Narón &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img border="2" src="http://www.iespana.es/pins-futbol/arosa.jpg" width="110" height="160" alt="O Arosa gañou 1-0 ao Narón"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;em&gt;Jonathan e David - 3ºA&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6780208-108309269214581325?l=redactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/108309269214581325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/108309269214581325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactor.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108309269214581325' title=''/><author><name>Vicente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10307607411331947173</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6780208.post-108309233764941299</id><published>2004-04-27T20:55:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-04-28T22:47:58.686+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 align="left"&gt;&lt;font color="#FF4500"&gt;A liga de futbol en primeira división&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;Tras gañar hai dous anos a liga o &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Valencia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, nesta liga 2003/2004 o Valencia esta lider con 71 puntos tras empatar 1 a 1 ó Atletic de Bilbao. Mentres que o &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Real Madrid &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;perdeu 1 a 2 ante o &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Barcelona&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. O Valencia ten máis posibilidades de gañar a liga ca o Real Madrid que leva enriba unha mala racha con Ronaldo lesionado por unha sobrecarga muscular no muslo esquerdo. O Madrid foi eliminado na &lt;em&gt;copa do rey &lt;/em&gt;contra o &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Zaragoza&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; 3 a 2 (árbitro comprado polo Zaragoza). Na &lt;em&gt;champions&lt;/em&gt; o Monaco eliminou ó Madrid (ida 4 a 2 e volta 3 a 1) en &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mónaco&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; o último partido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Javier Galiñanes - 3ºA&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6780208-108309233764941299?l=redactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/108309233764941299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/108309233764941299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactor.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108309233764941299' title=''/><author><name>Vicente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10307607411331947173</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6780208.post-108309199027613415</id><published>2004-04-27T20:49:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T01:03:18.240+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 69, 0);"&gt;A victoria do Barcelona ante o Real Madrid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;O &lt;strong&gt;Madrid&lt;/strong&gt; xogou moi ben pero non tivo sorte.&lt;br /&gt;O &lt;strong&gt;Barcelona&lt;/strong&gt; xogou regular pero gañou ó &lt;strong&gt;Madrid&lt;/strong&gt;, os goles marcáronos para o Madrid: Solari , e para o Barcelona: Kloivert e Xavi.&lt;br /&gt;O Real Madrid ó final do partido estivo moi caso.&lt;br /&gt;O F.C Barcelona cando chegou a Barcelona tódolos seus fans foron a celebrar a victoria a unha fonte de alí.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Xosé Carlos e Anxo - 3ºA&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6780208-108309199027613415?l=redactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/108309199027613415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/108309199027613415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactor.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108309199027613415' title=''/><author><name>Vicente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10307607411331947173</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6780208.post-108264263354433426</id><published>2004-04-22T16:02:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-04-28T22:48:53.546+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 align="left"&gt;&lt;font color="#FF4500"&gt;A bruxa mala e o bruxo bó&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;Nesta paisaxe, unha vez houbo un castelo dunha bruxa moi mala. Fai moito tempo, un día, un neno entrou no castelo da bruxa e a bruxa hechizouno para que fora espía e se enterara do que pasaba no pobo. Un día o neno díxolle á bruxa que había un bruxo bó no pobo. A bruxa enfureceuse. O bruxo bó deshechizou ao neno e foi á casa da bruxa mala. E fixeron un combate de maxia. Como o bruxo bó era intelixente convirtiu a casa da bruxa mala nun paisaxe bonito e a bruxa mala foise a vivir a Marte, e nadie sabía da bruxa mala. &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img border="2" src="http://www.iespana.es/engalego/redactor/Aba.gif" width="200" height="121" alt="No país desta historia hai unha bruxa moi mala e un bruxo bó"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;em&gt;Alba e Andrea- 4ºB&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6780208-108264263354433426?l=redactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/108264263354433426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/108264263354433426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactor.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108264263354433426' title=''/><author><name>Vicente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10307607411331947173</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6780208.post-108264242500399263</id><published>2004-04-22T15:58:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-04-25T14:35:01.640+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 align="left"&gt;&lt;font color="#FF4500"&gt;O atentado de Madrid&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;O 11 de Marzo ocurriu unha desgracia en Madrid. Un grupo de árabes terroristas puxeron bombas  en mochilas e maletas na estación de Atocha. Morreron  aproximadamente 200 persoas. Morreron 2 embarazadas, e outra  está  a punto  de  morrer. Tamén  morreron mulleres,  homes e nenos/as de  varios  paises. Houbo  moita xente que axudou aos feridos, foi a policia, a  gurda civil, hospitais de campaña,e  moitos voluntarios, os  hospitais estaban cheos. A xente buscaba  ós seus familiares  polos hospitais. Prepararon un pavillón dunha feira para os mortos.  Ao día seguinte houbo moitas manifestacións en España. As  calles estabán  cheas   de  xente ehoubo 3 días  de  loito en todo o país.&lt;br /&gt;Aproximadamente o 28 de Marzo os terroristas  estaban nun edificio de Leganes.&lt;br /&gt;Tamén ían a poñer una bomba nun carril do AVE. &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img border="2" src="http://www.iespana.es/engalego/redactor/atocha.jpg" width="130" height="87" alt="Os terroristas puxeron varias bombas nun tren en Atocha"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;em&gt;Jennifer e Laura - 4ºB&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6780208-108264242500399263?l=redactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/108264242500399263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780208/posts/default/108264242500399263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactor.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108264242500399263' title=''/><author><name>Vicente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10307607411331947173</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></entry></feed>
