tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-155155632024-03-07T11:37:17.713-08:00PEIXINHOS NO SOTÃOUm sotão cheio de sonhos, livros e crafts.Joninhashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07110464577089938495noreply@blogger.comBlogger825125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15515563.post-88624831892999292052023-09-11T14:50:00.004-07:002023-09-11T14:50:53.137-07:00Nova etapa<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwnzA-C9EFUUgUZxVeSYj0Kl6FZTPeNUbnwTXO_piHUbaohESCMUNL8mP7EPrlg5y6E23vHpfdmiJAXCnxrPoDu4r8vB1Tn6MZdCWVd0kMV93K8QAz8swjV9O20ib1lEw3OYJQuijS95CO2kobevxuItjze-GE4QlZIzaZsjxT6aQZE1WNsR6GyA/s875/Mother's%20Day%20Quotes%20%7C%20DIY%20Card%20Crafts%20%7C%20DIY%20Projects.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="875" data-original-width="625" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwnzA-C9EFUUgUZxVeSYj0Kl6FZTPeNUbnwTXO_piHUbaohESCMUNL8mP7EPrlg5y6E23vHpfdmiJAXCnxrPoDu4r8vB1Tn6MZdCWVd0kMV93K8QAz8swjV9O20ib1lEw3OYJQuijS95CO2kobevxuItjze-GE4QlZIzaZsjxT6aQZE1WNsR6GyA/w456-h640/Mother's%20Day%20Quotes%20%7C%20DIY%20Card%20Crafts%20%7C%20DIY%20Projects.jpg" width="456" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Tem sido uma grande aventura e hoje iniciamos mais uma etapa.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /> <p></p>Joninhashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07110464577089938495noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15515563.post-51122249935232311132023-08-28T12:50:00.000-07:002023-08-28T12:50:09.572-07:00Bússola<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjx6rF1CVleoOPBFlYQTMKQPdCbqn1OcnhYjv4VPK79XAgsnEON12fzjtE5LO5uEQwdcm0VGt79CsWZpiM0XciZmoiWWqlu6F51r3_4FSSm5f2G_R3Z6j7hByBEw5vMlS3UmgubLMUj0U8DpslMUBto4kCkQs1chvxXJpda7QhsFwmf6DhtYnRDLg/s800/Compass.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="800" data-original-width="640" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjx6rF1CVleoOPBFlYQTMKQPdCbqn1OcnhYjv4VPK79XAgsnEON12fzjtE5LO5uEQwdcm0VGt79CsWZpiM0XciZmoiWWqlu6F51r3_4FSSm5f2G_R3Z6j7hByBEw5vMlS3UmgubLMUj0U8DpslMUBto4kCkQs1chvxXJpda7QhsFwmf6DhtYnRDLg/w512-h640/Compass.jpg" width="512" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Ajustar a rota e traçar novos caminhos.</div><br /><p></p>Joninhashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07110464577089938495noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15515563.post-85494888117879087402023-08-23T06:45:00.002-07:002023-08-23T06:45:54.775-07:00Modo Descanso: Ativado<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfGnm-U-aG3qH5qF9rv_wb9UQVBY7hY2ZhGnRQBKy8ap3YZn3HHVNiUNPt3K-GBupsMoU_YkNN-yLILTXanL-8szz9VhAZBASclJDM4HckECzpZ0aYeu85GeO6RSrWA_pUXgBVpzEzss2ZCiYQ-Pe1c23Xr9Ahl1EqmJmddtGtVpDqwU89-VzxqA/s567/%20.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="567" data-original-width="567" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfGnm-U-aG3qH5qF9rv_wb9UQVBY7hY2ZhGnRQBKy8ap3YZn3HHVNiUNPt3K-GBupsMoU_YkNN-yLILTXanL-8szz9VhAZBASclJDM4HckECzpZ0aYeu85GeO6RSrWA_pUXgBVpzEzss2ZCiYQ-Pe1c23Xr9Ahl1EqmJmddtGtVpDqwU89-VzxqA/w400-h400/%20.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /> <p></p>Joninhashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07110464577089938495noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15515563.post-82617221152210736722023-08-20T09:38:00.002-07:002023-08-20T09:40:06.882-07:00Dia da Limonada<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="<a href="https://br.freepik.com/fotos-gratis/bebida-de-limonada-em-uma-jarra-de-vidro-e-ingredientes-na-mesa-de-madeira-xa_40183354.htm#query=limonada&position=1&from_view=search&track=sph">Imagem de chandlervid85</a> no Freepik" rel="nofollow" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3712" data-original-width="5568" height="265" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLEnEcjBin-6yfjadk0cKaP2O1_oK4B3zq1FW2yxznnSWatbDH0CMExd9S6ly7fr_VE3plsjHLbHiJGT6idHrysHD1GXswAS494Bi6mjKgrsACCbWOWwBsArJTLdQMZhEMl6YHxf-Z2wCSEbrfxrz_v9nAEIDOI3ZMeS6Bg8_QTaUV4HS8d6nGjg/w400-h265/bebida-de-limonada-em-uma-jarra-de-vidro-e-ingredientes-na-mesa-de-madeira-xa.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">20 de Agosto - Dia da Limonada</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet;">É das receitas mais simples de fazer na Bimby e uma das que faço com maior frequência no verão:</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet;">Ingredientes:</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet;">- 2 limões com casca, cortados em quartos;</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet;">- 1000g de água;</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet;">- 100g de açúcar;</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet;">- Cubos de gelo q.b.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet;">Modo de Preparação:</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><ul class="steps-list" style="box-sizing: border-box; list-style: outside; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-top: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-align: start;"><li style="box-sizing: border-box; clear: both; line-height: 26px; list-style: none; margin-bottom: 35px;"><div class="step-single" style="box-sizing: border-box; overflow: hidden;"><div class="step-detail" style="box-sizing: border-box; overflow: hidden;"><p style="box-sizing: border-box; line-height: 26px; margin: 0px 0px 10px; overflow-wrap: break-word;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet;">1.Colocar no copo da Bimby os limões, a água e o açúcar e, segurando o copo de medida, triturar no Turbo/1.0 seg/1-2 vezes.</span></p><p style="box-sizing: border-box; line-height: 26px; margin: 0px 0px 10px; overflow-wrap: break-word;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet;"> 2.Colocar o cesto no copo da Bimby e coar a limonada para um jarro. Servir com cubos de gelo.</span></p></div></div></li></ul></div>Joninhashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07110464577089938495noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15515563.post-4628712953976704432023-08-18T03:15:00.000-07:002023-08-18T03:15:05.077-07:00Solitude<div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpYd75asgAZrRU-yuKpk0tfaPot_B4FNQUr5ekgtWvExsRzRQ8QU6vZI9JGAzP2B7oU7-YXEAR092UW1noZU_msj-1TI4Xwzn94IuZ4s_0mYhem3_BE8S7xRvna-N2TCweC4LAn3A91hBzfBVV8M9HSssqJvpwADIePs0nU7CrjFtuDM5SyPAHfw/s944/Screenshot%202023-07-30%20at%2012.57.40.png" style="display: block; padding: 1em 0px; text-align: center;"><img alt="" border="0" data-original-height="944" data-original-width="944" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpYd75asgAZrRU-yuKpk0tfaPot_B4FNQUr5ekgtWvExsRzRQ8QU6vZI9JGAzP2B7oU7-YXEAR092UW1noZU_msj-1TI4Xwzn94IuZ4s_0mYhem3_BE8S7xRvna-N2TCweC4LAn3A91hBzfBVV8M9HSssqJvpwADIePs0nU7CrjFtuDM5SyPAHfw/s400/Screenshot%202023-07-30%20at%2012.57.40.png" width="400" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Solitude: escolher estar sozinho e ser feliz com essa escolha.</div></div>Joninhashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07110464577089938495noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15515563.post-6489306679092153262023-01-02T11:03:00.001-08:002023-01-20T07:34:27.803-08:00Zona de Conforto<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCUJPp-m_5HIxgI_RUm6wz7cOEDRm8ApdYhJg4FuRLMT5Wmr7nhQ2RJXsrk3wR59TaDjRomyurpPROvGu3h30DlulCAfbX8is9iSxmbUzwlPvVL6c30liXU7JL7-cswNXoloQ3Yr3OCQRNj1pHp0fd5PBojEjV06KzEIt9Q_RrOhJD7WXPeOU/s1146/74B279B2-619A-4E58-B97C-A809376285C4.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1146" data-original-width="810" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCUJPp-m_5HIxgI_RUm6wz7cOEDRm8ApdYhJg4FuRLMT5Wmr7nhQ2RJXsrk3wR59TaDjRomyurpPROvGu3h30DlulCAfbX8is9iSxmbUzwlPvVL6c30liXU7JL7-cswNXoloQ3Yr3OCQRNj1pHp0fd5PBojEjV06KzEIt9Q_RrOhJD7WXPeOU/w452-h640/74B279B2-619A-4E58-B97C-A809376285C4.jpeg" width="452" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet;">Existe um grande movimento que desafia as pessoas a sairem da sua Zona de Conforto. É acompanhado por propostas de acordar às 5 h da manhã, tomar banhos gelados, levar o corpo ao seu limite físico, ser sempre positivo e não recear tomar decisões arriscadas... parece que há a ideia de que só crescemos quando nos desafiamos a sair da nossa Zona de conforto. Respeito quem o faz, mas eu não penso assim. O meu objetivo de vida é ALARGAR a minha zona de conforto. Preciso de segurança e tranquilidade para florescer. Talvez seja da idade, mas busco uma vida simples, olhar o mundo com o olhar desimpedido das crianças e rir muito, rodeada por aqueles que amo, sem pressas, saboreando os pequenos prazeres que a vida oferece: chocolate, livros, chá, banhos de água quente e passeios vagarosos. Adoro a minha Zona de Conforto!</span></p></div><p></p>Joninhashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07110464577089938495noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15515563.post-82105302685818842042023-01-02T09:22:00.004-08:002023-01-02T09:22:51.439-08:00Repleta de possibilidades<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizwwTazFPmDXzH_NIQggs2Tc4C1aLThimWblbi9DTC_bqnLrlXZe_CvanIhwQJOeICF9s4nEgSdX82uzdqxYseTYTSRePZMFO0AWLH-HUGyJKhBBBTMHcb0lt-0IwB4DerSWmNQx5cgpwmaKpJsavH5dTyVth8N0Gi9htI_mfn6XDB-E8A0z0/s1041/75AE336E-3174-4413-974C-020F2BB971C2.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1041" data-original-width="736" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizwwTazFPmDXzH_NIQggs2Tc4C1aLThimWblbi9DTC_bqnLrlXZe_CvanIhwQJOeICF9s4nEgSdX82uzdqxYseTYTSRePZMFO0AWLH-HUGyJKhBBBTMHcb0lt-0IwB4DerSWmNQx5cgpwmaKpJsavH5dTyVth8N0Gi9htI_mfn6XDB-E8A0z0/w452-h640/75AE336E-3174-4413-974C-020F2BB971C2.jpeg" width="452" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /> <p></p>Joninhashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07110464577089938495noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15515563.post-57922874309872304162022-12-11T08:28:00.004-08:002022-12-11T08:28:39.402-08:00Regra de Ouro<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiB8kLvlwf0kTIOamqtrttiavK1oLxKxAu9R72Eq8iNFdY9QfhRgEuMwvOVZkT49dP-T9MdWpQmUmNzRGI_LthSo7gX8NEDUQqIti-l7_xat5X6z79ylNRXvfzwwEfcyrioUOSmgW00umf46gSKswttMxGfXasUTrNDlAgfvE6iCJUcUx3AnEw/s4032/IMG_6911.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiB8kLvlwf0kTIOamqtrttiavK1oLxKxAu9R72Eq8iNFdY9QfhRgEuMwvOVZkT49dP-T9MdWpQmUmNzRGI_LthSo7gX8NEDUQqIti-l7_xat5X6z79ylNRXvfzwwEfcyrioUOSmgW00umf46gSKswttMxGfXasUTrNDlAgfvE6iCJUcUx3AnEw/w480-h640/IMG_6911.jpeg" width="480" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"> Esta é sem dúvida, a frase mais repetida nas minhas aulas.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Mesmo que os meus alunos não aprendessem mais nada, o meu desejo seria que esta frase estivesse sempre presente nos seus corações.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><p></p>Joninhashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07110464577089938495noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15515563.post-71889607264397044412022-11-21T03:31:00.003-08:002022-11-21T03:31:21.260-08:00Enche-o de amor<div style="position: relative; width: 100%; height: 0; padding-top: 100.0000%;
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<a href="https://www.canva.com/design/DAFSgdD5wdg/view?utm_content=DAFSgdD5wdg&utm_campaign=designshare&utm_medium=embeds&utm_source=link" target="_blank" rel="noopener">Enche-o de Amor</a> de João PalmaJoninhashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07110464577089938495noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15515563.post-90123059568127664832022-09-15T16:17:00.001-07:002022-09-15T16:17:10.905-07:00Professor<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmizksReOvdEF2sLTX1t2_179VxSRSQFY5UULMJ6AVBBfEYGnDTMz1uYZ8sAk6fd4KSRjTQfOsU2d-dsUzeUg_uv-PRdnmYtX4sdlwZbLBWoQShrb14-J1d1AE6bDkRo6Cy_1a4OQRJyc3Bn16kWqFKA64HUAKeJwLUx-6E_G48XabCxC7QeQ/s720/IMG_2473.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="565" data-original-width="720" height="314" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmizksReOvdEF2sLTX1t2_179VxSRSQFY5UULMJ6AVBBfEYGnDTMz1uYZ8sAk6fd4KSRjTQfOsU2d-dsUzeUg_uv-PRdnmYtX4sdlwZbLBWoQShrb14-J1d1AE6bDkRo6Cy_1a4OQRJyc3Bn16kWqFKA64HUAKeJwLUx-6E_G48XabCxC7QeQ/w400-h314/IMG_2473.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br /> <p></p>Joninhashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07110464577089938495noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15515563.post-37194724055514993922022-08-31T15:36:00.001-07:002022-08-31T15:36:18.765-07:00Uma sandália usada<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEio3iDb0NdLTEZt0yBe5XLDymcmvx8twt-PFd1rMfdwtPZxMjNMP_xzNh7YZDiTURZgBc4OHe8OWju5Bu3F9GCKkHjFv-lROaA-FMGae9eQZaTPnQwRyIPNIg0kdkzaBLHYZHVvVkunXUPQ5ykw1z7JZRaQoFFNKfIPB5UGYIzyIDzxC3J52JE/s612/istockphoto-970559914-612x612.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="408" data-original-width="612" height="266" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEio3iDb0NdLTEZt0yBe5XLDymcmvx8twt-PFd1rMfdwtPZxMjNMP_xzNh7YZDiTURZgBc4OHe8OWju5Bu3F9GCKkHjFv-lROaA-FMGae9eQZaTPnQwRyIPNIg0kdkzaBLHYZHVvVkunXUPQ5ykw1z7JZRaQoFFNKfIPB5UGYIzyIDzxC3J52JE/w400-h266/istockphoto-970559914-612x612.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p style="text-align: center;">"Vive como se fosses um par de sandálias</p><p style="text-align: center;">muito usadas e postas de lado.</p><p style="text-align: center;">(...)</p><p style="text-align: center;">Vive como se fosses uma sandália rota e inútil, cuja própria existência foi esquecida,</p><p style="text-align: center;">e, contudo, ainda existe. É basicamente isso.</p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;">Tenta esquecer tudo o que aprendeste,</p><p style="text-align: center;">tudo o que construíste.</p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;">E depois recomeça.</p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;">E outra vez, e outra, e outra."</p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: right;">in "Sabedoria Zen para Mentes Ansiosas" </p><p style="text-align: right;">de Shinsuke Hosokawa</p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p>Joninhashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07110464577089938495noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15515563.post-70087254198255868712022-03-13T15:54:00.005-07:002022-12-11T08:23:37.352-08:00Se<div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhEEzXNUPMP75NXs5wH3rkfNNx1h6ryaH12_HcpzusxkPR4E53T1VCpUB2XH0bxRD1rIr3eSVbhsYeAMAVNNn84VtPVB0sfsH1akLtyQm6g-SxFZLgdi9kU2gpEY60Hkdcfxw8Qs8dR9PcAnFc9QxVgAj6iiwAIVtiC6RU88ghIFXOh7wlBA1Y=s604" style="display: block; padding: 1em 0px; text-align: center;"><img alt="" border="0" data-original-height="604" data-original-width="604" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhEEzXNUPMP75NXs5wH3rkfNNx1h6ryaH12_HcpzusxkPR4E53T1VCpUB2XH0bxRD1rIr3eSVbhsYeAMAVNNn84VtPVB0sfsH1akLtyQm6g-SxFZLgdi9kU2gpEY60Hkdcfxw8Qs8dR9PcAnFc9QxVgAj6iiwAIVtiC6RU88ghIFXOh7wlBA1Y=s400" width="400" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhEEzXNUPMP75NXs5wH3rkfNNx1h6ryaH12_HcpzusxkPR4E53T1VCpUB2XH0bxRD1rIr3eSVbhsYeAMAVNNn84VtPVB0sfsH1akLtyQm6g-SxFZLgdi9kU2gpEY60Hkdcfxw8Qs8dR9PcAnFc9QxVgAj6iiwAIVtiC6RU88ghIFXOh7wlBA1Y=s604" style="display: block; padding: 1em 0px; text-align: center;"><p class="p2" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: black; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: start; text-decoration: none;"><span class="s2" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;">Se podes conservar o teu bom senso e a calma </span></p><p class="p2" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: black; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: start; text-decoration: none;"><span class="s2" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;">No mundo a delirar para quem o louco és tu... </span></p><p class="p2" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: black; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: start; text-decoration: none;"><span class="s2" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;">Se podes crer em ti com toda a força de alma </span></p><p class="p2" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: black; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: start; text-decoration: none;"><span class="s2" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;">Quando ninguém te crê...Se vais faminto e nu, </span></p><p class="p2" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: black; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: start; text-decoration: none;"><span class="s2" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;">Trilhando sem revolta um rumo solitário... </span></p><p class="p2" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: black; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: start; text-decoration: none;"><span class="s2" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;">Se à torva intolerância, à negra incompreensão, </span></p><p class="p2" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: black; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: start; text-decoration: none;"><span class="s2" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;">Tu podes responder subindo o teu calvário </span></p><p class="p2" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: black; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: start; text-decoration: none;"><span class="s2" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;">Com lágrimas de amor e bênçãos de perdão...</span></p><p class="p3" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: black; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 26px; text-align: start; text-decoration: none;"><span class="s2" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;"></span><br /></p><p class="p2" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: black; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: start; text-decoration: none;"><span class="s2" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;">Se podes dizer bem de quem te calunia... </span></p><p class="p2" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: black; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: start; text-decoration: none;"><span class="s2" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;">Se dás ternura em troca aos que te dão rancor </span></p><p class="p2" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: black; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: start; text-decoration: none;"><span class="s2" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;">(Mas sem a afectação de um santo que oficia </span></p><p class="p2" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: black; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: start; text-decoration: none;"><span class="s2" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;">Nem pretensões de sábio a dar lições de amor)... </span></p><p class="p2" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: black; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: start; text-decoration: none;"><span class="s2" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;">Se podes esperar sem fatigar a esperança... </span></p><p class="p2" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: black; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: start; text-decoration: none;"><span class="s2" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;">Sonhar, mas conservar-te acima do teu sonho... </span></p><p class="p2" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: black; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: start; text-decoration: none;"><span class="s2" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;">Fazer do pensamento um arco de aliança</span></p><p class="p2" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: black; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: start; text-decoration: none;"><span class="s2" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;">Entre o clarão do inferno e a luz do céu risonho...</span></p><p class="p3" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: black; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 26px; text-align: start; text-decoration: none;"><span class="s2" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;"></span><br /></p><p class="p2" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: black; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: start; text-decoration: none;"><span class="s2" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;">Se podes encarar com indiferença igual </span></p><p class="p2" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: black; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: start; text-decoration: none;"><span class="s2" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;">O triunfo e a derrota, eternos impostores... </span></p><p class="p2" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: black; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: start; text-decoration: none;"><span class="s2" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;">Se podes ver o bem oculto em todo o mal </span></p><p class="p2" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: black; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: start; text-decoration: none;"><span class="s2" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;">E resignar sorrindo o amor dos teus amores... </span></p><p class="p2" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: black; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: start; text-decoration: none;"><span class="s2" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;">Se podes resistir à raiva e à vergonha </span></p><p class="p2" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: black; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: start; text-decoration: none;"><span class="s2" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;">De ver envenenar as frases que disseste </span></p><p class="p2" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: black; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: start; text-decoration: none;"><span class="s2" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;">E que um velhaco emprega eivadas de peçonha </span></p><p class="p2" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: black; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: start; text-decoration: none;"><span class="s2" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;">Com falsas intenções que tu jamais lhes deste...</span></p><p class="p3" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: black; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 26px; text-align: start; text-decoration: none;"><span class="s2" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;"></span><br /></p><p class="p2" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: black; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: start; text-decoration: none;"><span class="s2" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;">Se podes ver por terra as obras que fizeste, </span></p><p class="p2" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: black; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: start; text-decoration: none;"><span class="s2" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;">Vaiadas por malsins, desorientando o povo, </span></p><p class="p2" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: black; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: start; text-decoration: none;"><span class="s2" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;">E sem dizeres palavra, e sem um termo agreste, </span></p><p class="p2" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: black; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: start; text-decoration: none;"><span class="s2" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;">Voltares ao princípio, a construir de novo... </span></p><p class="p2" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: black; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: start; text-decoration: none;"><span class="s2" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;">Se puderes obrigar o coração e os músculos </span></p><p class="p2" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: black; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: start; text-decoration: none;"><span class="s2" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;">A renovar um esforço há muito vacilante, </span></p><p class="p2" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: black; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: start; text-decoration: none;"><span class="s2" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;">Quando no teu corpo, já afogado em crepúsculos, </span></p><p class="p2" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: black; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: start; text-decoration: none;"><span class="s2" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;">Só exista a vontade a comandar avante...</span></p><p class="p3" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: black; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 26px; text-align: start; text-decoration: none;"><span class="s2" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;"></span><br /></p><p class="p2" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: black; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: start; text-decoration: none;"><span class="s2" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;">Se, vivendo entre o povo, és virtuoso e nobre... </span></p><p class="p2" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: black; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: start; text-decoration: none;"><span class="s2" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;">Se, vivendo entre os reis, conservas a humildade... </span></p><p class="p2" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: black; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: start; text-decoration: none;"><span class="s2" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;">Se inimigo ou amigo, o poderoso e o pobre </span></p><p class="p2" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: black; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: start; text-decoration: none;"><span class="s2" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;">São iguais para ti à luz da eternidade... </span></p><p class="p2" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: black; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: start; text-decoration: none;"><span class="s2" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;">Se quem conta contigo encontra mais que a conta... </span></p><p class="p2" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: black; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: start; text-decoration: none;"><span class="s2" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;">Se podes empregar os sessenta segundos </span></p><p class="p2" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: black; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: start; text-decoration: none;"><span class="s2" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;">Do minuto que passa em obra de tal monta </span></p><p class="p2" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: black; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: start; text-decoration: none;"><span class="s2" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;">Que o minuto se espraia em séculos fecundos...</span></p><p class="p3" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: black; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 26px; text-align: start; text-decoration: none;"><span class="s2" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;"></span><br /></p><p class="p2" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: black; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: start; text-decoration: none;"><span class="s2" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;">Então, ó ser sublime, o mundo inteiro é teu! </span></p><p class="p2" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: black; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: start; text-decoration: none;"><span class="s2" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;">Já dominaste os reis, os tempos, os espaços!... </span></p><p class="p2" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: black; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: start; text-decoration: none;"><span class="s2" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;">Mas, ainda para além, um novo sol rompeu, </span></p><p class="p2" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: black; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: start; text-decoration: none;"><span class="s2" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;">Abrindo o infinito ao rumo dos teus passos. </span></p><p class="p2" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: black; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: start; text-decoration: none;"><span class="s2" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;">Pairando numa esfera acima deste plano, </span></p><p class="p2" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: black; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: start; text-decoration: none;"><span class="s2" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;">Sem receares jamais que os erros te retomem, </span></p><p class="p2" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: black; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: start; text-decoration: none;"><span class="s2" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;">Quando já nada houver em ti que seja humano, </span></p><p class="p2" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: black; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: start; text-decoration: none;"><span class="s2" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;">Alegra-te, meu filho, então serás um homem!...</span></p><p class="p3" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: black; font-size: 21px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 26px; text-align: start; text-decoration: none;"><span class="s2" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;"></span><br /></p><p class="p3" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: black; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 26px; text-align: right; text-decoration: none;"><span style="font-size: medium;">de Rudyard Kipling</span></p><p class="p3" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: black; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 26px; text-align: right; text-decoration: none;"><span style="font-size: medium;">tradução de Félix Bermudes</span></p><p class="p2" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: black; font-size: 21px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: right; text-decoration: none;"><br /></p></a></div>Joninhashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07110464577089938495noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15515563.post-51576088126449014982021-11-20T07:42:00.000-08:002021-11-20T07:42:17.476-08:00Tranquilidade<p style="text-align: center;"> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1210" data-original-width="800" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwMRE0aas1lSTCJx-mjJMteqAlUMxwL1LaJo10a5gG9GHhxKHRexQO2Do0UB15c7sx-EmFL93TC6blBTUhCPl6QU02jJfIOmapIo_ffz8tZY3GmncoG-b01Cd3nal_RrFONG2ajg/w265-h400/a6d3556d-b4e7-4a73-a126-eb9d89cae179.jpg" width="265" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;">Kiki´s Delivery Service é o meu filme preferido dos Studio Ghibli. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;">A beleza que encontramos na aparente simplicidade desta história, sempre me encantou. Uma história que fala na busca do nosso sentido de vida, das dificuldades que encontramos, das nossas limitações e potencialidades. Tudo isto, animado pela fabuloso Hayo Miyazaki. Um filme cujo ritmo convida à interioridade.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWvLzUKJ9Ieqr-3WVyRAQY11To8IFWiwrL7trWYqq-JdRmpo-bEPXxBHTBPEwmVNe3JpdL__ek1yYNpZk-ab3m0bJ_sOgtYwCLj4nK_leIVRd-xlgB4tiDWkFKzLinSj4Th8jItw/s712/b22c4fd28e72e087926ae24f3e1fbccb.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="712" data-original-width="586" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWvLzUKJ9Ieqr-3WVyRAQY11To8IFWiwrL7trWYqq-JdRmpo-bEPXxBHTBPEwmVNe3JpdL__ek1yYNpZk-ab3m0bJ_sOgtYwCLj4nK_leIVRd-xlgB4tiDWkFKzLinSj4Th8jItw/w329-h400/b22c4fd28e72e087926ae24f3e1fbccb.png" width="329" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Tal como Kiki, eu gosto de pessoas. Gosto de conhecer e estar com elas e ajudar sempre que posso. Mas, como Kiki, não consigo deixar de me sentir uma estranha. Talvez seja uma característica dos introvertidos...</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><p></p>Joninhashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07110464577089938495noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15515563.post-59243409922161905342020-08-26T16:08:00.002-07:002020-08-26T16:09:05.514-07:00Temos de aprender duas coisas<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEht2hZVsHEGO14MZIXzrq4gMItXk8apsOjsf6LKKNbZXZx6CV-uGfUT0IU-VhIre6VdRFCHaF7WBAxwQCSjhdaRe1zQaSiaRRSVyf_qunFrGxN4MiYsk-BWsR6kAztTTz2brzGdCQ/s2048/B61A5DDE-412F-4040-85E8-136CF618DB6F.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1840" data-original-width="2048" height="359" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEht2hZVsHEGO14MZIXzrq4gMItXk8apsOjsf6LKKNbZXZx6CV-uGfUT0IU-VhIre6VdRFCHaF7WBAxwQCSjhdaRe1zQaSiaRRSVyf_qunFrGxN4MiYsk-BWsR6kAztTTz2brzGdCQ/w400-h359/B61A5DDE-412F-4040-85E8-136CF618DB6F.jpeg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><br /><p></p><p>O meu caderno de trabalho tem frases inspiradoras intercaladas com listas e apontamentos de reuniões. Esta semana, deixei-me interpelar por esta frase do grande Agostinho da Silva:<b><i> </i></b></p><p><b><i>"Temos, sobretudo, de aprender duas coisas: aprender o extraordinário que é o mundo e aprender a ser bastante largo por dentro, para o mundo todo poder entrar".</i></b></p>Joninhashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07110464577089938495noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15515563.post-12753264954350456572020-08-26T16:00:00.003-07:002020-08-26T16:01:59.298-07:00Os 4 estágios de ler um bom livro<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhg7eJokZpJpGsaAw8nsYTnucIHu53zmiH7Q2rRMuSwrMnes6V-eK9UqNQqGkejEP3a__zSKAbSmZJ5pQq4WajeBMt4Mk5Xc-seRuoXGQNnxa5T4Md82xL72eu8_kZrIB15d7CSnA/s960/5D69E22D-4106-4F85-9845-3352A6A4A034.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="949" data-original-width="960" height="396" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhg7eJokZpJpGsaAw8nsYTnucIHu53zmiH7Q2rRMuSwrMnes6V-eK9UqNQqGkejEP3a__zSKAbSmZJ5pQq4WajeBMt4Mk5Xc-seRuoXGQNnxa5T4Md82xL72eu8_kZrIB15d7CSnA/w400-h396/5D69E22D-4106-4F85-9845-3352A6A4A034.jpeg" width="400" /></a></div><br /> <p></p>Joninhashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07110464577089938495noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15515563.post-34848797350025584122020-08-25T04:46:00.002-07:002020-08-25T04:46:57.835-07:00O meu Kobo<p> Pois é... demorou mas finalmente aderi aos ebooks. Nada substitui o toque de um livro, foi o que sempre disse, mas à medida que os anos vão passando os meus olhos vão enfranquecendo, as minhas costas queixam-se dos volumes pesados e o espaço falta na minha mini-casa. Assim, decidi oferecer-me a mim própria um Kobo Clara HD e estou rendida. É super portátil e posso colocar no tamanho de letra mais confortável aos meus olhos. Pensei que iria precisar de um tempo de adaptação, mas na realidade correu muito bem e as minhas leituras têm sido muito satisfatórias. Vou assim repartindo as minhas leituras: quando tenho boa luz natural, livros físicos, banda-desenhada no iPad e os restantes no Kobo! </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhA084gh5xYcIWaEC3EQmmpFwDX0mjsfr93XLhCwM4mjJ0QYV0HFjVMmFuBFB34XJcYJPfm03NEBD-Sb68hmKuNNwFpLIHqBW4BMxA3Zrrrv9BPAa3YEkPfqdI2UN7szkzGARCSug/s1440/5397A202-FB3E-4560-B7B4-F25D8C90BA5A.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1437" data-original-width="1440" height="399" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhA084gh5xYcIWaEC3EQmmpFwDX0mjsfr93XLhCwM4mjJ0QYV0HFjVMmFuBFB34XJcYJPfm03NEBD-Sb68hmKuNNwFpLIHqBW4BMxA3Zrrrv9BPAa3YEkPfqdI2UN7szkzGARCSug/w400-h399/5397A202-FB3E-4560-B7B4-F25D8C90BA5A.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVBnoA1g8h33ZoRD7KZmecPIvyD4u8xXb9mobbrWrYirGcZaQSBDuMJUTk8uzApYXZl-h2Q1IqUjzFHPa3SK-SeUXiblg995qRTw2FoTZ3LubC6z4cCUm6B2kGZelK9DbxcWuhEQ/s1440/13055BCC-ABF1-459B-B417-13FD27E4F1A1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1437" data-original-width="1440" height="399" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVBnoA1g8h33ZoRD7KZmecPIvyD4u8xXb9mobbrWrYirGcZaQSBDuMJUTk8uzApYXZl-h2Q1IqUjzFHPa3SK-SeUXiblg995qRTw2FoTZ3LubC6z4cCUm6B2kGZelK9DbxcWuhEQ/w400-h399/13055BCC-ABF1-459B-B417-13FD27E4F1A1.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><p><br /></p>Joninhashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07110464577089938495noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15515563.post-44893903572158106002020-08-25T04:26:00.003-07:002020-08-25T04:28:50.136-07:00Júlio Roberto<p> Há escritores portugueses fabulosos, infelizmente desconhecidos no nosso país. Júlio Roberto é um deles. Ao organizar as minhas estantes, percebi que os meus livros do Júlio Roberto precisam de recuperação. Aplicar cola, limpar com um pincel, e percebi que queria ter mais livros deste autor que tanto aprecio. Pesquisei e ...nada! Não existem novas edições e constatar isso deixou-me profundamente triste. Assistimos ao lançamento de livros cheios de "frases feitas", frases ocas e mal construídas em vez de relançamentos de escritores de qualidade, com uma escrita simples mas profunda, que toca e interroga. </p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZcz0_VpQdzegQ2IhlVbj_AhkPlr1aP1E9f0yOgHeqYWOoDUdD7AsFh-411y0MWHcaBFOtM4bADLACMASEM9cXbqHlTBQXUxthsE5T_lfNZQCoSfcfzBX3MeIhHAT6p-bvhG76oA/s2048/0D8D538E-BB75-4383-A928-C64857113E7D.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZcz0_VpQdzegQ2IhlVbj_AhkPlr1aP1E9f0yOgHeqYWOoDUdD7AsFh-411y0MWHcaBFOtM4bADLACMASEM9cXbqHlTBQXUxthsE5T_lfNZQCoSfcfzBX3MeIhHAT6p-bvhG76oA/w400-h300/0D8D538E-BB75-4383-A928-C64857113E7D.jpeg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">in"Cartas"</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmeiZxh5CX30U49ARrEnGJcu9QLvqrAtzSd9ANsrV5dbwEmbJhRXqEZEht59SXoqU1rjTuMV1PG-T7lTqZmZsaIIPmOafQg8KiWsABKj78JZChDDIbaGgAJTYd4llxhr0EpANh9A/s2048/9B02C1B6-C238-402D-8CB4-66580C15FAD7.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmeiZxh5CX30U49ARrEnGJcu9QLvqrAtzSd9ANsrV5dbwEmbJhRXqEZEht59SXoqU1rjTuMV1PG-T7lTqZmZsaIIPmOafQg8KiWsABKj78JZChDDIbaGgAJTYd4llxhr0EpANh9A/w400-h300/9B02C1B6-C238-402D-8CB4-66580C15FAD7.jpeg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">A minha pequena coleção.</div><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>Joninhashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07110464577089938495noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15515563.post-82249796083782522942020-06-23T11:27:00.000-07:002020-06-23T11:38:08.267-07:00Contos de Fadas para Millennials<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Bruno Vincent adaptou 12 histórias tradicionais aos tempos modernos. Neste livro encontramos 12 contos politicamente corretos, adequados a uma divertida leitura pelo nossos Millennials. Depois de ler as 12 histórias fiquei com uma sensação estranha. Em algumas histórias ri às gargalhadas, mas outras deixaram-me triste e apreensiva. </div>
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Eu explico, eu adoro contos de fadas. Não estou a falar das adaptações modernas que despem de tal forma as histórias de elementos que consideram desadequados que acabam por retirar a personalidade da história. Estou a falar dos tradicionais contos de fadas, que segundo Tolkien, têm de ter um final feliz.<i> "Tolkien acentua que todos os contos de fadas completos têm de o ter. É uma repentina reviravolta jubilosa... Por mais fantástica ou terrível que a aventura seja, ela pode dar à criança ou ao homem que a ouve, quando se dá a reviravolta, um suspender da respiração, um bater mais acelaradodo coração, próximo de lágrimas."</i>(in <i>"Psicanálise dos contos de fadas"</i> de Bruno Bettelheim).</div>
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Joninhashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07110464577089938495noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15515563.post-64444179484539533272020-06-06T16:17:00.001-07:002020-06-06T16:17:17.884-07:00Sete livrosAlguns amigos desafiaram-me a escolher 7 livros que marcaram a minha vida de leitora. Mas, como escolher apenas 7 livros? Levei alguns dias a pensar nesta escolha e optei por livros que marcaram a minha adolescência. São livros que de alguma forma, transformaram o meu olhar sobre o mundo e que permanecem nas minhas prateleiras. Todos os livros escolhidos foram objeto de releituras e voltaram a marcar-me, de formas diferentes e, por isso, continuam a ter um lugar muito especial no meu coração.
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<br />Joninhashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07110464577089938495noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15515563.post-30822245531717758752020-01-05T14:49:00.000-08:002020-01-05T14:49:58.065-08:00Leituras de Férias<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Estas férias de Natal trouxeram muito tempo para estar no sofá, embrulhada numa mantinha, a ler tranquilamente enquanto bebia litros de chá. Infelizmente eu e os meus filhotes adoecemos por isso, o Natal foi passado em casa, resguardados e tranquilos. Não conseguimos passear nem visitar a família, mas consegui descansar e ler alguns livros. Apeteceu-me reler o clássico de Charles Dickens: <i>"Um conto de Natal"</i> e como sempre, impressionou-me a sua atualidade, a escrita fluída e a forma como continua a emocionar-me. O meu filhote ofereceu-me a obra mais recente da Sandra Carvalho: <i>"A noite do Caçador"</i>, que me transportou novamente para o mundo da Saga das Pedras Mágicas, apesar de não ser essa a sua intenção. A vencedora do Nobel da Literatura, Selma Lagerlof, cativou-me com a sua escrita mordaz numa história mirabolante:<i>"O anel dos Lowenskolds"</i>. O livro de Peter Carey:<i>"O Japão é um lugar estranho"</i> foi um dos livros escolhidos pelo meu filho, para apresentar nas aulas de português e eu aproveitei para ler. Não apreciei a escrita do autor neste livro... houve algumas passagens interessantes como as referências a <span style="background-color: white; color: #545454;">Osamu Tezuka, considerado o pai do Manga e as referências aos Estúdios Ghibli, e aos seus fundadores, </span><span style="background-color: white; color: #545454;">Hayao Miyazaki e Isao Takahata. Obras incontornáveis como Totoro e Grave of the Firefly foram tema de grandes partes desta obra que, mesmo assim, não me cativou. Poderia ter terminado as férias com um sabor amargo mas valeu-me a boa disposição do Manga <i>"Saints young Men"</i> de </span><span style="background-color: white; color: #666666;">Hikaru Nakamura, </span><span style="background-color: white; color: #545454;">que relata a convivência de Jesus e Buda, que partilham um quarto em Tóquio nos nossos dias. Vemos os fundadores no Cristianismo e do Budismo, em situações normais do dia a dia e o relacionamento destes dois jovens é hilariante. Se tiverem curiosidade em saber mais sobre este manga, visitem o </span><a href="http://www.clubotaku.org/niji/anime/saint-oniisan/?unapproved=102290&moderation-hash=9f743e0c0ba09cc883d2a6c554cf0587#comment-102290" target="_blank">Clubotaku</a><span style="background-color: white; color: #545454;">. É por lá que vou recolhendo algumas sugestões de leituras.</span></span></div>
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Joninhashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07110464577089938495noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15515563.post-45097910326178364782020-01-01T06:11:00.001-08:002020-01-01T06:11:23.695-08:00Feliz 2020!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />Joninhashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07110464577089938495noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15515563.post-37541820080265963782019-12-09T12:29:00.001-08:002019-12-09T12:29:55.193-08:00O que fazer...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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