<?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-1568605751503991966</id><updated>2012-02-16T09:28:21.222-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Culture is...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dacostaoliveira.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568605751503991966/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dacostaoliveira.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>sandra nº 32472</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09059316785319398485</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>9</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568605751503991966.post-5416069893139946739</id><published>2010-10-29T08:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-29T08:58:51.055-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>English V - The gipsy expulsion in France&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.elpais.com/.../CE/.../expulsion/gitanos/Francia/.../Tes"&gt;http://www.elpais.com/.../CE/.../expulsion/gitanos/Francia/.../Tes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.abc.com.py/.../172135-sigue-expulsion-de-gitanos-de-francia/"&gt;http://www.abc.com.py/.../172135-sigue-expulsion-de-gitanos-de-francia/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.clarin.com/.../Francia-gitanos-Bulgaria-Rumania_0_319768199.html"&gt;http://www.clarin.com/.../Francia-gitanos-Bulgaria-Rumania_0_319768199.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bbc.co.uk/.../100904-gitanos-francia-protesta-paris.shtml"&gt;http://www.bbc.co.uk/.../100904-gitanos-francia-protesta-paris.shtml&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At a time when the opposition accuses French President Nicolas Sarkozy of "state racism" and Romania is concerned, the Minister of Inmigration and National Identity, Eric Besson, has announced that another 139 gipsy were expelled by air, afetr the expulsion of 86 people. For Romanian President Traian Basescy, "what is happening in France demonstrates the need for a European integration, an order that Romania has been making since 2008, while the Romanian foreign minister said he feared" «xenophobic reactions». Besson said it is "voluntary returns", as each adult who agrees to return charges 300 euros (385 dollars) and 100 euros each child. A specialist said that they do not accept to leave now, France could expel a month without goving them any money. Some 400,000 people, 95% French, part of the Gipsy community in France. Departed from Lyon and Paris two planes with a few hundred gipsy of Roma. They are part of the 700 that Sarkozy's government plans to send to Romania and Bulgaria, countries of origin. Sarkozy criticism ignores the internal and external, which are coming mainly from the countries concerned but also the European Commission has already warned that the expulsion will monitor to wnsure that France meets the rules of free movement. Thousand os protesters took to the streets of Paris and other cities to protest the government's policy expulsion of gipsy, called by one hundred associations and NGOs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1568605751503991966-5416069893139946739?l=dacostaoliveira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dacostaoliveira.blogspot.com/feeds/5416069893139946739/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1568605751503991966&amp;postID=5416069893139946739' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568605751503991966/posts/default/5416069893139946739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568605751503991966/posts/default/5416069893139946739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dacostaoliveira.blogspot.com/2010/10/httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>sandra nº 32472</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09059316785319398485</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568605751503991966.post-2178411026559803031</id><published>2010-10-29T07:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-29T08:21:23.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'>English III - Australia</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.australienred.com/content/guia%20paises/australia/datos-generales/16"&gt;http://www.australienred.com/content/guia paises/australia/datos-generales/16&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tempsdoci.com/datos-australia"&gt;http://www.tempsdoci.com/datos-australia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.globovision.com/news.php?nid=158680"&gt;http://www.globovision.com/news.php?nid=158680&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://australia.costasur.com/es/datos-de-interes.html"&gt;http://australia.costasur.com/es/datos-de-interes.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Australia is a great country. Is located in the Oceania Continent. Is the island largest of the world. It is a highly developed country with high technology and a natural beauty that makes many tourists visit the island. Its origin dates back to 1779 official. Australia emerged as the nation on January 1, 1901, date os establishment of the federation of independent colonies. Currently enjoys an excellent quality os life, a strong economy and a huge cultural identity. His government is also quite strong and stable democracy is well established (it is a Federal Parliamentary Republic, a pioneer in the women's suffrage and secret ballot). Since 1942 member of the British Common Wealth. Although an independent nation, Queen Elizabeth II of Great Britain is also formally Queen of Australia in its capacity as a constitutional monarch. Its capital is Canberra, and its official language is English with indigenous languages (plus Italian, Greek and other European and Asian languages). It has a population of more than 20 million people, between whom there is 92% of European descent, 7% Asian and 1% Aboriginal. Its currency is the Australian dollar. Australian seasons are the antithesis of Europe and North America: summer begins in December, autumn in March, winter in June and spring in September. The variations between seasons are not pronounced. Its major cities and are internationally renowned Sydney, Canberra, Melbourne, Adelaide, Brisbane and Perth.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1568605751503991966-2178411026559803031?l=dacostaoliveira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dacostaoliveira.blogspot.com/feeds/2178411026559803031/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1568605751503991966&amp;postID=2178411026559803031' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568605751503991966/posts/default/2178411026559803031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568605751503991966/posts/default/2178411026559803031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dacostaoliveira.blogspot.com/2010/10/english-iii-australia.html' title='English III - Australia'/><author><name>sandra nº 32472</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09059316785319398485</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568605751503991966.post-7824145793603691753</id><published>2010-05-14T05:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T05:29:24.878-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE CONSUMERS AND THE CONSUMERISM</title><content type='html'>The term "consumerism" is used in several different ways. It economics, it usually refers to a movement which promotes the right and safety of the consumer arose in the early 1900s as people grew increasingly concerned about consumer safey and manufacturing methods. In philosophy, consumerism refers to a way of life in which people place a high value on material possessions, and in which people tend to consume more than they need. Critics of this way of life espouse anti-consumerism or productionism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;a href="http://www.wisegeek.com/what-is-consumerism.htm"&gt;http://www.wisegeek.com/what-is-consumerism.htm&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;a href="http://consumerist.com/"&gt;http://consumerist.com&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been writing about the zombie consumer death urge on Cryptogon recently. I don't know how I came up with that. I was just trying to think about a simple way of summing up the general mentality out there. It's not a very profound or original concept. The more interesting question for me is: Why not? Why did that meme suddenly stick in my consciousness?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(see the photograps in this page, about the zombie consumer)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;a href="http://cryptogon.com/?p=789"&gt;http://cryptogon.com?p=789&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Consumption and Consumerism&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- by Anup Shah&lt;br /&gt;- This page last updated Wednesday, September 03, 2008&lt;br /&gt;- This page: &lt;a href="http://www.globalissues.org/issue/235/consumption-and-consumerism"&gt;http://www.globalissues.org/issue/235/consumption-and-consumerism&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- To print all information e.g. expanded side notes, shows alternative links, use the print version:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.globalissues.org/print/issue/235"&gt;http://www.globalissues.org/print/issue/235&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- THE INFORMATION OF THIS PAGE IS VERY INTERESTING, THE GRAPHICS, THE INFORMATION IN GENERAL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1568605751503991966-7824145793603691753?l=dacostaoliveira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dacostaoliveira.blogspot.com/feeds/7824145793603691753/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1568605751503991966&amp;postID=7824145793603691753' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568605751503991966/posts/default/7824145793603691753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568605751503991966/posts/default/7824145793603691753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dacostaoliveira.blogspot.com/2010/05/consumers-and-consumerism.html' title='THE CONSUMERS AND THE CONSUMERISM'/><author><name>sandra nº 32472</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09059316785319398485</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568605751503991966.post-6793231434117645251</id><published>2010-03-01T06:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T06:24:55.509-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HENRY MOORE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="result_box" class="long_text"&gt;&lt;span title="La verdad es que la escultura nunca me ha llamado mucho la atención."&gt;The truth is that the sculpture has never attracted much attention. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="No hay muchas esculturas que me gusten."&gt;There are many sculptures that I like. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="Supongo que es por eso que su trabajo no me gustó mucho, apesar de que es uno de los mejores escultores del mundo y de la historia."&gt;I guess that's why I did not like his job much, in spite of being one of the best sculptors in the world and history. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="Aunque existen algunos trabajos bonitos, que si me gustaron, ya sea por su monumentalidad, por su belleza, por su rareza, por no ser lo típico, es una persona con grandes obras, aunque me parezca más interesante su vida, lo que hizo,"&gt;Although there are some nice work, if I liked either of its monumentality, for its beauty, its rarity, for not being typical, is a person with great works, but I look more interesting your life, what he did, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="lo que vivió, lo que consiguió, que propiamente sus esculturas."&gt;what lived, what it achieved, that the sculptures themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="Algunas de ellas, que si me gustaron, fueron:"&gt;Some of them, that if I liked were:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.google.pt/imgres?imgurl=http://www.sampa.art.br/images/466.jpg&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://www.sampa.art.br/biografias/henrymoore/&amp;amp;usg=__jBxOmhTeuKwPuC7UD-8CNvkGElY=&amp;amp;h=300&amp;amp;w=450&amp;amp;sz=35&amp;amp;hl=pt-PT&amp;amp;start=6&amp;amp;um=1&amp;amp;itbs=1&amp;amp;tbnid=DC7_NWNedfTksM:&amp;amp;tbnh=85&amp;amp;tbnw=127&amp;amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3Desculturas%2Bde%2BHenry%2BMoore%26um%3D1%26hl%3Dpt-PT%26safe%3Dactive%26sa%3DG%26tbs%3Disch:1" id="apf5"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid ; 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vertical-align: bottom;" src="http://t0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:EJws3Xnddi0ysM:http://www.bbc.co.uk/devon/content/images/2007/02/27/gilbert_and_george_465x350.jpg" id="ipfEJws3Xnddi0ysM:" width="128" height="96" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="result_box" class="long_text"&gt;&lt;span title="En mi opinión, este dúo es bastante divertido, creo que es porque lo típico desde luego no es ver a dos personas de edad avanzada bailando, por ejemplo."&gt;In my opinion, this duo is quite fun, I think that's because it is certainly not typical to see two older people dancing, for example. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="Creo que lo que les hace ser tan famosos y gustar tanto a las personas, es la diferencia, el hecho de que son fuera de lo común."&gt;I think what makes them so famous and people like both, is the difference, that are unusual. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="Son un duo gracioso, chistoso, que divierten a las personas, algo fresco, nuevo."&gt;They are a funny duo, funny, that entertain people, something fresh, new. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="Es una novedad para lo común de las personas, un ejemplo para la sociedad, enseña que es posible hacer humor, hacer reír a las personas, independientemente de la edad que se tenga."&gt;This is new for the ordinary people, an example for society teaches that it is possible to do humor, making people laugh, regardless of age you have. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="Me parece un buen caso de duo dinámico, gracioso."&gt;Sounds like a case of a dynamic duo, funny.&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/1568605751503991966-8378757268390536770?l=dacostaoliveira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dacostaoliveira.blogspot.com/feeds/8378757268390536770/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1568605751503991966&amp;postID=8378757268390536770' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568605751503991966/posts/default/8378757268390536770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568605751503991966/posts/default/8378757268390536770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dacostaoliveira.blogspot.com/2010/03/httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>sandra nº 32472</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09059316785319398485</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568605751503991966.post-8517512099374275902</id><published>2009-06-01T11:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T14:39:41.632-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PERSONAL MUSEUM</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;      &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                                                                                                                                       &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PERSONAL MUSEUM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(falta de ti /porque é que vens,...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/"&gt;www.youtube.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9WNwn9ygm5E/SiREaysEz0I/AAAAAAAAAD8/c_NQTQZ1Ha4/s1600-h/tony-carreira1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tonycarreira.com/"&gt;www.tonycarreira.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9WNwn9ygm5E/SiREaysEz0I/AAAAAAAAAD8/c_NQTQZ1Ha4/s320/tony-carreira1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342470285042175810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;      MUSEUM GUIDE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(1)&lt;/span&gt; When I lived in Spain, had singers that I like,&lt;br /&gt;among which were "Álex Ubago" and "La Oreja&lt;br /&gt;de Vang Gogh", although there was also a&lt;br /&gt;Portuguese singer, which my mother had some&lt;br /&gt;cds that I gradually began taste, that is singer&lt;br /&gt;Tony Carreira.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;(Rosas)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/"&gt;www.youtube.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://video.google.com/"&gt;www.video.google.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Muñeca de trapos)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.laorejadevangogh.com/"&gt;www.laorejadevangogh.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9WNwn9ygm5E/SiQsTqGhsrI/AAAAAAAAADc/gj9uxv4i_As/s320/Oreja_Van_Gogh.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342443774199050930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;(sabes / Sin miedo a nada,...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/"&gt;www.youtube.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.alexubago.com/"&gt;www.alexubago.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 289px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9WNwn9ygm5E/SiQsOqpfgcI/AAAAAAAAADU/rqQgUFoNfQQ/s320/alex+ubago.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342443688446362050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(2) &lt;/span&gt;But due to my age, I do not remember very well, had a&lt;br /&gt;Spanhish television series, in the years that form part of my&lt;br /&gt;childhood, whose name was Heidi. These cartoons, as my&lt;br /&gt;mother says, I loved watching hours and stayed as a child.&lt;br /&gt;Basically, these cartoons remind me of my childhood, which&lt;br /&gt;was great and I like to recall that I had the good fortune to&lt;br /&gt;have as good a childhoold, in which there were many people&lt;br /&gt;who wanted me and I cared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/"&gt;www.youtube.com&lt;/a&gt; (heidi)&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 170px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9WNwn9ygm5E/SiQrmHnPLxI/AAAAAAAAADM/MCOnFZ6L0a8/s320/HEIDI-Y-PEDRO-EN-TRINEO.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342442991846895378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;(2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(3) &lt;/span&gt;One of my great passions throughout mylife has been read.&lt;br /&gt;I believe that reading is a very powerful weapon to overcome in&lt;br /&gt;life, because it is the best teacher vocabulary allows us insight into&lt;br /&gt;our language and even some foreign language (in my case, I read&lt;br /&gt;many books that are not written in my mother language, the&lt;br /&gt;Spanish). Obviously, as long as they read books that have some&lt;br /&gt;quality. Some of my favorite writers, or at least those who have&lt;br /&gt;read more books, are in order, Nicholas Sparks and Jodi Picoult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9WNwn9ygm5E/SiQrP5Vn2cI/AAAAAAAAADE/82q6OvSWyg0/s1600-h/nineteen-minutes.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/httpwww.jodipicoult.com"&gt;www.jodipicoult.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 203px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9WNwn9ygm5E/SiQrP5Vn2cI/AAAAAAAAADE/82q6OvSWyg0/s320/nineteen-minutes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342442610057796034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9WNwn9ygm5E/SiQqmSc3MoI/AAAAAAAAAC8/EIvYEaXsMKQ/s1600-h/n144437.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nicholassparks.com/"&gt;www.nicholassparks.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 212px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9WNwn9ygm5E/SiQqmSc3MoI/AAAAAAAAAC8/EIvYEaXsMKQ/s320/n144437.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342441895244542594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;(3)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(4) &lt;/span&gt;This is one of the pictures I like of which my mother took me&lt;br /&gt;in my childhood. Do not see very well and it has been taken from&lt;br /&gt;an album that my mother gave me, that appear in several pictures,&lt;br /&gt;from my birth until age 18. The truth is that a very strong memory&lt;br /&gt;I have of my childhood, in which years after years, would get me&lt;br /&gt;out the picture for my mother made the final album. It's like a&lt;br /&gt;book, whose leaves are written in pictures, my physical changes&lt;br /&gt;throughout the years. The thrut is that I love the album.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9WNwn9ygm5E/SiQmPVNhXwI/AAAAAAAAACs/ndyAFVI0fa0/s1600-h/IMG_0008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 207px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9WNwn9ygm5E/SiQmPVNhXwI/AAAAAAAAACs/ndyAFVI0fa0/s320/IMG_0008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342437102802001666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;(4)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(5) &lt;/span&gt;Despite the simplicity os these bracelets, they&lt;br /&gt;represent a part of my life very important. A friend&lt;br /&gt;gave me when I came to live in Portugal. They are&lt;br /&gt;the beginning of a great change in my life, which&lt;br /&gt;began in Spain but ended up in Portugal, when I met&lt;br /&gt;someone who has been very important in my life&lt;br /&gt;and although it no longer remains in the same way,&lt;br /&gt;yet it is very important for me. The day I gave them&lt;br /&gt;was very sad for me because it is not easy to leave&lt;br /&gt;everything and everyone who know to go to a place&lt;br /&gt;where there are only things and persons unknow,&lt;br /&gt;where the start building a new life, which is never&lt;br /&gt;easy, and even less, whit 15 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9WNwn9ygm5E/SiQlqBE2CUI/AAAAAAAAACU/hfKmoqeWLxk/s1600-h/IMG_0006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 160px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9WNwn9ygm5E/SiQlqBE2CUI/AAAAAAAAACU/hfKmoqeWLxk/s320/IMG_0006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342436461741738306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;(5)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(6) &lt;/span&gt;In this picture you can see a dog that came&lt;br /&gt;whit no expectations, but then it was done&lt;br /&gt;accidentally. Let me explain, I have 2 dogs. One&lt;br /&gt;of the times when we do, my family, a trip to&lt;br /&gt;Spain, my dog, because it is very large, was not&lt;br /&gt;whit us, we just took the dog because it is very&lt;br /&gt;small, is a poodle. Let the dog in the house of an&lt;br /&gt;aunt of mine, but escaped. And he was missing&lt;br /&gt;for 1 month, when we find it, what was with the&lt;br /&gt;help of someone who admitted she was pregnant,&lt;br /&gt;the dog emerged from that flight and then we&lt;br /&gt;attached to it. Although it was the father of an aunt&lt;br /&gt;of mine, after it was stolen, I have not know&lt;br /&gt;anything about him, that's she sad part of history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9WNwn9ygm5E/SiQlfHoulFI/AAAAAAAAACM/vAf3Yz8uGS8/s1600-h/IMG_0005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9WNwn9ygm5E/SiQlfHoulFI/AAAAAAAAACM/vAf3Yz8uGS8/s320/IMG_0005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342436274524296274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;(6)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(7) &lt;/span&gt;In another photo it can be two girls. They are very&lt;br /&gt;important to me, because they grew up next to me, I was every&lt;br /&gt;day together. When was born the oldest, I was 10 years, and as always,&lt;br /&gt;insisted that it wanted a brother. When my cousin was born, I was&lt;br /&gt;like having a brother who had desired for so long. Two years later,&lt;br /&gt;he was born small. Our houses were separated by only about 5&lt;br /&gt;meters, were always in my house and when that did not happen,&lt;br /&gt;I was in theirs. Now they continue to live in Spain and I live in&lt;br /&gt;Portugal, but still very special to me. Some of the premium which&lt;br /&gt;took me the better, but I lived with a cousin who is 9 months less&lt;br /&gt;than me, which I have always taken and still taking great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9WNwn9ygm5E/SiQkbmjHhvI/AAAAAAAAABs/12XfzDRG4lQ/s1600-h/IMG_0004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 219px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9WNwn9ygm5E/SiQkbmjHhvI/AAAAAAAAABs/12XfzDRG4lQ/s320/IMG_0004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342435114591160050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;(7)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(8) &lt;/span&gt;This picture shows a person brings different memories&lt;br /&gt;and feelings. If on the one hand it reminds me how happy I&lt;br /&gt;was whit her, because when I was born she was only about&lt;br /&gt;15 years, and so I always went as a toy for her. I was her first&lt;br /&gt;niece, that explains a little why. I laughed all through, I played&lt;br /&gt;everything I wanted very much... Unfortunately, that was&lt;br /&gt;short-lived when I was only 4 years and a half, my aunt had&lt;br /&gt;an accident, having instant brain death ad then death total.&lt;br /&gt;The thrut is that it is one of the worst memories I have of my&lt;br /&gt;childhood, if not the biggest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9WNwn9ygm5E/SiQkO9xS8aI/AAAAAAAAABk/t3NrSsu01PI/s1600-h/IMG_0003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9WNwn9ygm5E/SiQkO9xS8aI/AAAAAAAAABk/t3NrSsu01PI/s320/IMG_0003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342434897486344610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;(8)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(9)&lt;/span&gt; This is the elementary school that was part of&lt;br /&gt;my life for over 8 years, although the first year, was&lt;br /&gt;at another school, almost all the time in which I did&lt;br /&gt;my primary schooling was at this school. From this&lt;br /&gt;place I have many memories, but not only the&lt;br /&gt;building, above all, I have my colleagues who where&lt;br /&gt;friends for a long time. Although obviously the&lt;br /&gt;friendship is over when Icame to live in Portugal.&lt;br /&gt;Although at that stage in my life, had no worries in&lt;br /&gt;my life. Everything to do their sums and especially&lt;br /&gt;to play. This building represents a stage in my life&lt;br /&gt;happy, very happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9WNwn9ygm5E/SiQkGNRV5YI/AAAAAAAAABc/fxyjTnsghJA/s1600-h/IMG_0002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 215px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9WNwn9ygm5E/SiQkGNRV5YI/AAAAAAAAABc/fxyjTnsghJA/s320/IMG_0002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342434747028465026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;(9)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(10) &lt;/span&gt;This drawing was done by one small premium&lt;br /&gt;which came before, while on vacation in my home,&lt;br /&gt;because during the summer have been for about 2&lt;br /&gt;months (2 years) and have moved into my house.&lt;br /&gt;I love when you can pretend that everything is back&lt;br /&gt;to normal, and again they are whit me and I can see&lt;br /&gt;them every day.&lt;br /&gt;The summer holidays make my dream a reality even&lt;br /&gt;if only for a few days off. This drawing represents the&lt;br /&gt;dream that was reality for a time in my past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9WNwn9ygm5E/SiQj-0JkgPI/AAAAAAAAABU/PjutA8Sdncc/s1600-h/IMG_0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 233px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9WNwn9ygm5E/SiQj-0JkgPI/AAAAAAAAABU/PjutA8Sdncc/s320/IMG_0001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342434620025897202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;(10)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/UTILIZ%7E1/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/UTILIZ%7E1/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1568605751503991966-8517512099374275902?l=dacostaoliveira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dacostaoliveira.blogspot.com/feeds/8517512099374275902/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1568605751503991966&amp;postID=8517512099374275902' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568605751503991966/posts/default/8517512099374275902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568605751503991966/posts/default/8517512099374275902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dacostaoliveira.blogspot.com/2009/06/personal-museum.html' title='PERSONAL MUSEUM'/><author><name>sandra nº 32472</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09059316785319398485</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/_9WNwn9ygm5E/SiREaysEz0I/AAAAAAAAAD8/c_NQTQZ1Ha4/s72-c/tony-carreira1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568605751503991966.post-6715592648922709582</id><published>2009-02-13T01:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T01:35:14.355-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SUMMARISE</title><content type='html'>The most important points are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Firstly, a student needs to have subject knowledge. This is the basic facts that can be used in evidence: growth in this, existence of that, etc.;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Secondly, the student needs knowledge of previous arguments in the area they are creating;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Is it necessary memorise a point a view;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- It is necessary to combine the evidence and arguments to produce their own arguments;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- One conventional way to do this is through assessing the development of argument in your work;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Finally, it should also consider and reject arguments (with a rhetorical question).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1568605751503991966-6715592648922709582?l=dacostaoliveira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dacostaoliveira.blogspot.com/feeds/6715592648922709582/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1568605751503991966&amp;postID=6715592648922709582' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568605751503991966/posts/default/6715592648922709582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568605751503991966/posts/default/6715592648922709582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dacostaoliveira.blogspot.com/2009/02/summarise.html' title='SUMMARISE'/><author><name>sandra nº 32472</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09059316785319398485</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568605751503991966.post-2592367371640503957</id><published>2009-01-12T11:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T11:40:31.819-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sarah Pailin - respostas às perguntas</title><content type='html'>1. Na minha opinião, o título do artigo, "Sarah Pailin's Myth of America", justifica-se na medida em que esta política era vista como alguém normal, como um americano que ia votar nas eleições, com os seus mesmos problemas. No fundo, como uma pessoa completamente normal. Ela era vista como aquela que todos gostariam de ser, uma pessoa normal, que pode chegar ao lugar que Sarah Pailin chegou. É evidente que todos gostariam de pensar que um político como a referida anteriormente, poderia ser uma pessoa normal e que também qualquer pessoa poderia ser um político brilhante, com muito êxito, capaz de ser um dia, a Sarah Pailin. No fundo, ela era vista como aquela que todos gostariam de ser, isto é, a sua campanha (em que ela contou os problemas que tinha com a sua família, com os que qualquer americano se poderia identificar), fez com que ela fosse mitificada, ao pensar que todos poderiam ser ela.&lt;br /&gt;A sua campanha, consistiu nisso, em fazer com que todos a vissem como um verdadeiro mito e pelos visto, conseguiram. A maioria dos americanos, viam-na como aquela pessoa que amanhã, eles próprios poderiam ser. Quem tinha os seus mesmos problemas, as suas mesmas inquietações,... no fundo, alguém igual a eles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Os mitos das pequenas vilas, foram utilizadas durante a sua campanha, para demonstrar que nas pequenas vilas, viviam pessoas que eram essenciais para o país, isto é, são as pessoas das pequenas vilas que fazem os trabalhos mais difíceis, são elas que fazem que cresça o alimento, sem elas, não existiriam produtos agrícolas, por exemplo. Por vez primeira, as pequenas vilas e os seus habitantes, foram vistos como parte integrante da sociedade e como um elo essencial. As pequenas vilas foram postas no topo, na sua campanha, foram colocadas como essenciais para o funcionamento do país. O facto de ser dito que também ela vinha de uma pequena vila americana, só fez com que a sua mitificação crescesse. Tal como qualquer americano, também a grande e brilhante Sarah Pailin tinha crescido rodeada pela gente humilde e simples das pequenas vilas. Então, porque razão também um deles não poderia chegar a ser uma Sarah Pailin? No fundo, a Sarah Pailin é o sonho que qualquer americano quer ver cumprido. Ela, uma pessoa simples e humilde, criada numa pequena vila americana, triunfou na vida, o que faz acreditar que qualquer americano, com esforço, também poderia conseguir realizar o seu sonho de ser um triunfador da sua própria vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Para o Obama, contrarestar esta campanha não é fácil, na medida em que ela é uma pessoa que cresceu na cidade, não foi filho de uma pequena aldeia americana, como aconteceu com a Sarah Pailin. No fundo, ele já cresceu com oportunidades que a maioria dos americanos nunca teve. As pessoas que nascem nas cidades, normalmente têm muitas mais oportunidades, de todo tipo, que aquelas que nascem em pequenas vilas. Isto é, o sonho, a fantasia criada por Sarah Pailin é muito complicado ser contrarestada por alguém que nunca viveu as necessidades que a maioria das pessoas americanas viveram. Necessidades essas, que partilham com a Sarah Pailin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1568605751503991966-2592367371640503957?l=dacostaoliveira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dacostaoliveira.blogspot.com/feeds/2592367371640503957/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1568605751503991966&amp;postID=2592367371640503957' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568605751503991966/posts/default/2592367371640503957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568605751503991966/posts/default/2592367371640503957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dacostaoliveira.blogspot.com/2009/01/sarah-pailin-respostas-s-perguntas.html' title='Sarah Pailin - respostas às perguntas'/><author><name>sandra nº 32472</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09059316785319398485</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568605751503991966.post-1937019475754458107</id><published>2009-01-06T02:32:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T03:03:38.466-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A minha subcultura imaginária</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;ARIANA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ESTILO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Caracterização Física&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;1- Cabelo loiro e comprido, em ambos os sexos. A cor do cabelo tem de ser natural, mas não muito carregada, isto é, o loiro deve ser loiro mais escuro, não um loiro muito claro, o cabelo deve ser comprido mas não excessivamente, isto é, tem de passar os ombros;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;2- Quanto aos olhos, eles devem tê-los claros (verdes ou azuis, inclusive castanhos, mas claros);&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;3- Quanto à roupa, vestem saias compridas (igualmente, em ambos os sexos). Também vestem camisolas de lã (para contrarestar o frio provocado pelo uso das saias).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Ao contrário, detestam as casacas ou cachecóis.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Quanto ao calçado, utilizam botas (em esta ocasião, não são de um modelo ou formas específicas);&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;4- Quanto aos acessórios, usam muitos fios e pulseiras, realizados artesanalmente por eles próprios.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Caracterização Psicológica&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;1- Têm muitas regas, quem não as cumprir, não pode integrar-se nesta subcultura;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;2- Gostam de viver um pouco isolados, mas por vezes têm a necessidade de integrar-se na sociedade que os rodeia;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;3- Eles adoram ajudar os outros, principalmente as pessoas ou animais mais desprotegidos (crianças, bebés, cachorros,...);&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;4- O seu líder mundial é uma mulher de uns 50 anos que é vista como uma rainha, alguém excepcional. Seguindo as suas regras, tem o cabelo loiro, os olhos esverdeados, veste uma grande saia, calça uma bonitas bonitas, tem inumeráveis fios e pulseiras realizados por aqueles que constituem a subcultura Ariana.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;IDEOLOGIAS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Valores Defendidos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;1- Defendem a protecção dos mais desfavorecidos e participam no seu cuidado (bebés abandonados, crianças órfãos,...) eles acolhem-nos e cuidam-nos. É a melhor forma que eles têm de demonstrar à sociedade que são úteis e que não tencionam fazer mal, bem pelo contrário, aquilo que eles querem é proteger os seres vivos que mais necessitam. Dar conforto, amor e carinho a quem não o tem. A máxima desta subcultura é proteger os outros.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;2- Algo que eles também estimam muito, é que todos os integrantes desta subcultura cumpram as suas regras (aquelas que constituem o código da subcultura). Para compreender que estas pessoas tenham tanta consideração pelas regras estabelecidas, tem de se perceber quando, onde e por quê surgiu esta subcultura.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;3- Para além destes conceitos, existem outras ideias que eles também defendem, entre outras,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;A paz e a liberdade pessoal (talvez por essa razão, se explica o seu surgimento, a sua criação, numa época e num lugar tão perturbados e com tão pouca previsão de aceitação pelas pessoas).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;MÚSICA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Quanto à música, a subcultura Ariana, aprecia vários tipos:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;- Rock&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;- Música Clássica&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;- Folk&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;- Reggae&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;- Blues&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;- Pop&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;- ...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;De um modo geral, esta subcultura gosta de qualquer tipo de música, isto é, gosta de todas as formas de som, quando produzido com o intuito de criar música.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Mas não apreciam só a música, eles gostam de qualquer expressão artística, gostam:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;- De pintura;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;- Da Escritua;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;- Da Televisão;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;- Do Cinema;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;-...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;RAÍZES&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Esta subcultura surgiu no periodo da 2ª Guerra Mundial, na Alemanha (não se sabe com precisão a data exacta da sua aparição). Uma das grandes razões para o seu surgimento, era o intuito de proteger os judeus e não só, do ditador do momento no país, Hitler. Eram contra o extermínio de qualquer raça humana.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Adoptaram o mesmo nome que o utlizado por Hitler para a criação da sua raça ideal (Ariana), para fazer-lhe frente, as suas características eram aquelas que procurava o ditador, é por isso que defendiam por sobre todas as coisas as características físicas predefinidas e não aceitavam que se integrassem pessoas que não cumprissem com essas regras.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Num princípio eram poucos os que não tinham medo do ditador, mas com o passor do tempo, cada vez mais pessoas ganharam coragem e se juntaram a esta subcultura, fazendo com que finalmente, fosse uma mas mais numerosas e importantes de todos os tempos, a nível mundial.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1568605751503991966-1937019475754458107?l=dacostaoliveira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dacostaoliveira.blogspot.com/feeds/1937019475754458107/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1568605751503991966&amp;postID=1937019475754458107' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568605751503991966/posts/default/1937019475754458107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568605751503991966/posts/default/1937019475754458107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dacostaoliveira.blogspot.com/2009/01/minha-subcultura-imaginria.html' title='A minha subcultura imaginária'/><author><name>sandra nº 32472</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09059316785319398485</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
