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Promovem a conciencialização e valorização corporal, numa visão holística do ser humano. E como o autor refere..."vamos desenvelhecer"...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5288432728122682023-3033730240564926030?l=sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/feeds/3033730240564926030/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/2011/12/saude-na-terceira-idade.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5288432728122682023/posts/default/3033730240564926030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5288432728122682023/posts/default/3033730240564926030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/2011/12/saude-na-terceira-idade.html' title='Saúde na 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Assim, e devido a esta alteração genética, os músculos não se contraem e não relaxam normalmente, provocando &lt;strong&gt;fraqueza muscular&lt;/strong&gt; no sujeito.&lt;br /&gt;Até ao presente momento tem-se o conhecimento de mais de trinta tipos diferentes de DMPs, algumas mais benignas e outras mais graves, que podem atingir crianças e adultos de ambos os sexos. Os vários tipos de distrofia muscular são classificados de acordo com o mecanismo genético, os principais músculos afectados, a gravidade dos sintomas, a idade em que aparecem os primeiros sinais e a velocidade de progressão da doença nos músculos.&lt;br /&gt;As distrofias musculares mais frequentes são a distrofia muscular de Duchenne e a distrofia muscular de Becker.&lt;br /&gt;Os &lt;strong&gt;principais problemas&lt;/strong&gt; apresentados por indivíduos com DMP são:&lt;br /&gt;- Fraqueza muscular&lt;br /&gt;- Deformidades Osteoarticulares&lt;br /&gt;- Problemas respiratórios&lt;br /&gt;- Alterações de sensibilidade&lt;br /&gt;- Alterações cardiovasculares&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por sua vez, os &lt;strong&gt;primeiros sintomas&lt;/strong&gt; da doença são as quedas frequentes, a marcha oscilante e em bicos de pés e a dificuldade para correr e subir escadas. Geralmente, manifestam-se por volta dos três a cinco anos de idade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Actividade Física&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Os exercícios físicos adequados podem manter a força muscular por mais tempo e, consequentemente, retardar o surgimento de hipertrofia, encurtamento e contracturas musculares e possíveis deformidades ósseas.&lt;br /&gt;No entanto, a actividade física excessiva pode ser prejudicial ao músculo. Os &lt;strong&gt;exercícios devem ser moderados, pois qualquer esforço muscular que cause o mínimo de fadiga contribui para a degradação do tecido muscular&lt;/strong&gt; e, à medida que os músculos deixam de funcionar devidamente, vão sendo substituídos por gordura. Note-se, ainda, que a criança com DMP cansa-se mais rapidamente.&lt;br /&gt;Os exercícios de estiramento, por sua vez, não devem provocar dor.&lt;br /&gt;Salienta-se que o tratamento não é curativo, mas tem como objectivos principais preservar as capacidades da pessoa, evitar que a doença progrida e, principalmente, &lt;strong&gt;melhorar a qualidade de vida&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;· Guia para pais com sugestões de exercícios&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.distrofiamuscular.net/tratamento.htm"&gt;http://www.distrofiamuscular.net/tratamento.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;. 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style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 194px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 202px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668256256793461138" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MpFxipN_uJc/TqmxCKoPQZI/AAAAAAAAAYw/n0M-mH5imv8/s400/317487_10150342721904200_773169199_8335640_1931206522_s.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Estão abertas as incrições para sessões de Equitação com fins Terapêuticos no Centro Hípico Pódio d'Aventura em Torres Vedras. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Para mais informações podem contactar pelos seguintes e-mails:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:claudiassd@gmail.com"&gt;claudiassd@gmail.com&lt;/a&gt; ou &lt;a href="mailto:podiodaventura@gmail.com"&gt;podiodaventura@gmail.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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um livro espantoso que aproveitei para ler nas férias e que recomendo vivamente...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;É daqueles que nos leva a ler páginas e páginas seguidas sem darmos conta...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Jacob, a personagem principal, tem síndrome de asperger e ao entrarmos no seu mundo reflectimos sobre duas questões fundamentais:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;- O que é pensar, sentir e agir de maneira diferente na nossa sociedade?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;- De que forma a justiça atende à diferença? Pode um indivíduo com Síndrome de Asperger ser julgado como qualquer outro? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;E mostra-nos que os indivíduos com Síndrome de Asperger tem sentimentos...sentem o amor...apenas o fazem de uma maneira diferente!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-59892cd2f0c31f14" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v14.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D59892cd2f0c31f14%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330181669%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D68CAEDC050D16E44E72E1086EBFDA1F28EE00D67.663EC7D0EB2F7FC4BC638385E664245D31C35B7C%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D59892cd2f0c31f14%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D6ybPyQJsTXLpAVY0KFsZ6p8eRrI&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v14.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D59892cd2f0c31f14%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330181669%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D68CAEDC050D16E44E72E1086EBFDA1F28EE00D67.663EC7D0EB2F7FC4BC638385E664245D31C35B7C%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D59892cd2f0c31f14%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D6ybPyQJsTXLpAVY0KFsZ6p8eRrI&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5288432728122682023-4749420876936423314?l=sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/feeds/4749420876936423314/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/2011/09/no-seu-mundo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5288432728122682023/posts/default/4749420876936423314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5288432728122682023/posts/default/4749420876936423314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/2011/09/no-seu-mundo.html' title='No seu Mundo'/><author><name>Cláudia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10952828397814905248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yL5v1BoU2TA/TmvRIyTu2vI/AAAAAAAAAYc/q6b-UrLnVJg/s72-c/no%2Bseu%2Bmundo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5288432728122682023.post-5367057971042325515</id><published>2011-08-31T11:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T11:55:28.378-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Deficiência Visual'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Educação Especial'/><title type='text'>TRÊS DIAS PARA VER</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;Uma mensagem de Helen Keller &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 304px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647094405507568226" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GnBXiqIxZaI/Tl6CcTVf0mI/AAAAAAAAAYM/FMSNCKPlKs8/s400/Helen_Keller.jpg" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#660000;"&gt;O que faria se tivesse apenas três dias de visão?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;“Várias vezes pensei que seria uma bênção se todo ser humano, de repente, ficasse cego e surdo por alguns dias no princípio da vida adulta. As trevas o fariam apreciar mais a visão e o silêncio lhe ensinaria as alegrias do som. De vez em quando, testo os meus amigos que enxergam para descobrir o que eles vêem. Há pouco tempo perguntei a uma amiga que voltava de um longo passeio pelo bosque o que ela observara. “Nada de especial”, foi a resposta. Como é possível, pensei, caminhar durante uma hora pelos bosques e não ver nada digno de nota? Eu, que não posso ver, apenas pelo tacto encontro centenas de objectos que me interessam. Se consigo ter tanto prazer com um simples toque, quanta beleza poderia ser revelada pela visão! E imaginei o que mais gostaria de ver se pudesse enxergar, digamos, por apenas três dias.&lt;br /&gt;No primeiro dia, gostaria de ver as pessoas cuja bondade e companhias fizeram a minha vida valer a pena. Eu reuniria todos os meus amigos queridos e olharia os seus rostos por muito tempo, imprimindo na minha mente as provas exteriores da beleza que existe dentro deles. Também fixaria os olhos no rosto de um bebé, para poder ter a visão da beleza ansiosa e inocente que precede a consciência individual dos conflitos que a vida apresenta. E gostaria de olhar nos olhos fiéis e confiantes dos meus cães. À tarde, daria um longo passeio pela floresta, intoxicando os meus olhos com belezas da natureza. E rezaria pela glória de um pôr-do-sol colorido. Creio que nessa noite não conseguiria dormir.&lt;br /&gt;No dia seguinte, eu me levantaria ao amanhecer para assistir ao empolgante milagre da noite se transformando em dia. Contemplaria assombrada o magnífico panorama de luz com que o Sol desperta a Terra adormecida.&lt;br /&gt;Como gostaria de ver o desfile do progresso do homem, visitaria os museus. Assim, nesse meu segundo dia, tentaria sondar a alma do homem por meio da sua arte. A noite do meu segundo dia seria passada no teatro ou no cinema. Não posso desfrutar da beleza do movimento rítmico senão numa esfera restrita ao toque de minhas mãos. Só posso imaginar vagamente a graça de uma bailarina. Imagino que o movimento cadenciado seja um dos espectáculos mais agradáveis do mundo.&lt;br /&gt;Na manhã seguinte, mais uma vez receberia a aurora. Hoje, o terceiro dia, passarei no mundo do trabalho, nos ambientes dos homens que tratam do negócio da vida. A cidade é o meu destino. Acho que na noite desse último dia vou voltar depressa a um teatro e ver uma peça cómica, para poder apreciar as implicações da comédia no espírito humano.&lt;br /&gt;À meia-noite, uma escuridão permanente outra vez se cerraria sobre mim.&lt;br /&gt;Talvez este resumo não se adapte ao programa que você faria se soubesse que estava prestes a perder a visão. Mas sei que, se encarasse esse destino, usaria os seus olhos como nunca usara antes. Tudo quanto visse lhe pareceria novo. Seus olhos tocariam e abraçariam cada objecto que surgisse no seu campo visual. Então, finalmente, você veria de verdade e um novo mundo de beleza se abriria para você.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;Publicado no Reader’s Digest (Selecções) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Helen Keller&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iEKTiKn8JOc/Tl6C-WUyVHI/AAAAAAAAAYU/j78moYO7lxU/s1600/319-2-HellenKeller02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 366px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647094990425445490" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iEKTiKn8JOc/Tl6C-WUyVHI/AAAAAAAAAYU/j78moYO7lxU/s400/319-2-HellenKeller02.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Helen Keller (1880-1968), devido a uma doença diagnosticada na época como febre cerebral, ficou cega, surda e muda em bebé. No entanto, apenas com o sentido do tacto e com uma perseverança inigualável, Helen Keller aprendeu a ler e a escrever pelo método Braille, com a sua perceptora Anne Sullivan. Mais tarde, chegou a falar por imitação das vibrações da garganta da sua perceptora, as quais captava com a ponta dos dedos.&lt;br /&gt;Com uma inteligência excepcional, Helen Keller foi escritora, filósofa e conferencista. Ao lado de Anne Sullivan, percorreu vários países do mundo, promovendo campanhas para melhorar a situação das pessoas com deficiência visual e auditiva. É considerada uma mulher excepcional e uma das grandes heroínas do mundo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5288432728122682023-5367057971042325515?l=sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/feeds/5367057971042325515/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/2011/08/tres-dias-para-ver.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5288432728122682023/posts/default/5367057971042325515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5288432728122682023/posts/default/5367057971042325515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/2011/08/tres-dias-para-ver.html' title='TRÊS DIAS PARA VER'/><author><name>Cláudia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10952828397814905248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GnBXiqIxZaI/Tl6CcTVf0mI/AAAAAAAAAYM/FMSNCKPlKs8/s72-c/Helen_Keller.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5288432728122682023.post-2912251053870565320</id><published>2011-07-21T12:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T12:56:13.283-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Psicomotricidade'/><title type='text'>Movimento Espontâneo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zILMDLrEnqw/TiiEH77RKmI/AAAAAAAAAYE/Xk2sl5PHpgg/s1600/crianca-brincando1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631896605907036770" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zILMDLrEnqw/TiiEH77RKmI/AAAAAAAAAYE/Xk2sl5PHpgg/s400/crianca-brincando1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"O movimento espontâneo nascerá quando o corpo tomar consciência da pele, dos músculos, das articulações, da respiração, quando o ouvido perceber os sons, quando o olhar souber ver no outro a graça viva do gesto."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Yvonne Berge&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5288432728122682023-2912251053870565320?l=sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/feeds/2912251053870565320/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/2011/07/movimento-espontaneo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5288432728122682023/posts/default/2912251053870565320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5288432728122682023/posts/default/2912251053870565320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/2011/07/movimento-espontaneo.html' title='Movimento Espontâneo'/><author><name>Cláudia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10952828397814905248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zILMDLrEnqw/TiiEH77RKmI/AAAAAAAAAYE/Xk2sl5PHpgg/s72-c/crianca-brincando1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5288432728122682023.post-3650094402413730353</id><published>2011-07-21T12:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T12:47:48.877-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Idosos'/><title type='text'>O sentido do envelhecer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gmZ2PALTYtk/TiiB-_6W9UI/AAAAAAAAAX8/ZHYh9DPyy3o/s1600/idosos2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 275px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 289px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631894253334885698" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gmZ2PALTYtk/TiiB-_6W9UI/AAAAAAAAAX8/ZHYh9DPyy3o/s400/idosos2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Os anos enrugam a pele, mas é a apatia, a ausência de objectivos maiores, que enrugam a alma - sendo que esse é o verdadeiro envelhecimento que tanto empobrece a existência e inclina o corpo para a frente."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Filósofo Hetchel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5288432728122682023-3650094402413730353?l=sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/feeds/3650094402413730353/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/2011/07/o-sentido-do-envelhecer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'>Linhas Cruzadas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LDOxhGDg2Ys/TayE-1gUmSI/AAAAAAAAAWs/yYoOfowQAJQ/s1600/DSC09118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 277px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596994651964086562" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LDOxhGDg2Ys/TayE-1gUmSI/AAAAAAAAAWs/yYoOfowQAJQ/s400/DSC09118.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Permite desenvolver a atenção visual.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5288432728122682023-1621297633895485471?l=sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/feeds/1621297633895485471/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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importantes&lt;br /&gt;Que afinal o não eram.&lt;br /&gt;Acumularam-me de conhecimentos&lt;br /&gt;De que ainda me liberto.&lt;br /&gt;Ditaram-me no caderno de duas linhas&lt;br /&gt;Os exemplos que procuro não seguir.&lt;br /&gt;Fizeram-me ler as histórias de santos, sábios e heróis,&lt;br /&gt;Que eu não quero ser nem imitar.&lt;br /&gt;Soube de cor as constelações&lt;br /&gt;Que hoje se escondem no fundo das cidades.&lt;br /&gt;Ensinaram-me a pescar nos rios e regatos&lt;br /&gt;Em que bóiam as garrafas de plástico.&lt;br /&gt;Quando eu sabia tudo&lt;br /&gt;Atiraram-me para a vida de que eu não sabia nada&lt;br /&gt;E onde tudo era ao contrário do que aprendera.&lt;br /&gt;Habituei-me a raciocinar pelo contrário.&lt;br /&gt;Não era feliz, era desarmado.&lt;br /&gt;E tive de aprender, de novo,&lt;br /&gt;Tudo o que me haviam ensinado&lt;br /&gt;E que eu queria não ter aprendido. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jacinto de Magalhães&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Entre 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Aprender?'/><author><name>Cláudia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10952828397814905248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UvdVsmmZ0KA/TYUPZzEy4oI/AAAAAAAAAWk/edMzyl8-N7E/s72-c/L%25C3%25A1pis.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5288432728122682023.post-7695270974713041896</id><published>2011-02-10T13:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T13:09:40.282-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Materiais'/><title type='text'>Profissões II</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iDmSgFKEuxU/TVRT8VcN3rI/AAAAAAAAAWc/GWZfQ2gkLk0/s1600/DSC08753.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; 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I</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DfAQZ8Ho0uM/TVRRRBZnhcI/AAAAAAAAAWU/4TI9MlRJrmA/s1600/DSC08749.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 292px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572167991839655362" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DfAQZ8Ho0uM/TVRRRBZnhcI/AAAAAAAAAWU/4TI9MlRJrmA/s400/DSC08749.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PGZiXMKQ7gw/TVRRQ8BfJzI/AAAAAAAAAWM/YYYbmH27qzg/s1600/DSC08748.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 292px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572167990396266290" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PGZiXMKQ7gw/TVRRQ8BfJzI/AAAAAAAAAWM/YYYbmH27qzg/s400/DSC08748.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_8HWsf4KMNE/TVRRQfO03EI/AAAAAAAAAWE/2wQBDLX9lu0/s1600/DSC08747.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 283px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572167982667586626" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_8HWsf4KMNE/TVRRQfO03EI/AAAAAAAAAWE/2wQBDLX9lu0/s400/DSC08747.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wV9thKfhruE/TVRRQG6VRFI/AAAAAAAAAV8/UeQJ0GpUS-w/s1600/DSC08745.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 289px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572167976139179090" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wV9thKfhruE/TVRRQG6VRFI/AAAAAAAAAV8/UeQJ0GpUS-w/s400/DSC08745.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5288432728122682023-3114313996179886193?l=sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/feeds/3114313996179886193/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/2011/02/as-profissoes-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5288432728122682023/posts/default/3114313996179886193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5288432728122682023/posts/default/3114313996179886193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/2011/02/as-profissoes-i.html' title='As Profissões I'/><author><name>Cláudia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10952828397814905248</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/-DfAQZ8Ho0uM/TVRRRBZnhcI/AAAAAAAAAWU/4TI9MlRJrmA/s72-c/DSC08749.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5288432728122682023.post-1408492438648053955</id><published>2011-02-10T12:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T12:52:58.517-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Materiais'/><title type='text'>As Palavras</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 280px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572165578828805938" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U7lLEfA61Do/TVRPEkO_9zI/AAAAAAAAAVk/SCIyXzuAbEU/s400/DSC08750.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 288px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572165587955155842" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-seMl43aTfA8/TVRPFGO5A4I/AAAAAAAAAVs/C8ny3Wj5FC0/s400/DSC08751.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 283px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572165589170212226" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ly8EY48L8Nc/TVRPFKwlTYI/AAAAAAAAAV0/qp1nuEDeJVw/s400/DSC08752.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; Para identificar a primeira letra com que começa uma palavra...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5288432728122682023-1408492438648053955?l=sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com' 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Isolado e incapaz de se soltar, Aron viveu horas de desespero durante mais de cinco dias. Luta por sobreviver e, corajosamente, realiza uma amputação do seu próprio braço. 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 316px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566195485854343458" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/TT8ZTay7ISI/AAAAAAAAAVY/6sC1eXa1c_0/s400/surdo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;DECLÍNIO DO SISTEMA AUDITIVO NA PESSOA IDOSA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Com o avanço da idade, o Ser Humano apresenta um processo natural de envelhecimento, com alterações específicas em vários órgãos e que variam de indivíduo para indivíduo.&lt;br /&gt;A perda auditiva em função da idade, ou Presbiacusia, é bastante frequente, afectando cerca de 34% da população com mais de 65 anos e causando diversas alterações na comunicação oral e na interacção familiar e social.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;QUAIS OS PRIMEIROS SINTOMAS?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- Falam muito alto ou muito baixo&lt;br /&gt;- Inclinam-se para ouvir quem fala&lt;br /&gt;- Pedem frequentemente para a outra pessoa repetir o que disse&lt;br /&gt;- Aumentam o som da televisão&lt;br /&gt;- Dão respostas inadequadas&lt;br /&gt;- Evitam situações de convívio&lt;br /&gt;- Perdem o sentido de humor&lt;br /&gt;- Queixam-se de zumbidos no ouvido&lt;br /&gt;- Apresentam irritabilidade e agressividade para com os outros&lt;br /&gt;- Centram o olhar nos lábios da pessoa com quem estão a falar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;É importante estar atento a qualquer comportamento sugestivo de perda de audição, para que se possa diagnosticar correcta e atempadamente esta doença. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;QUAIS AS CONSEQUÊNCIAS?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;O indivíduo que deixa de ouvir os sons de uma forma total ou parcial tem a comunicação comprometida, o que produz um grande impacto na sua vida e na dos que o rodeiam. De entre as várias consequências a nível emocional e social que a perda auditiva acarreta na pessoa idosa, destacam-se:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Dificuldade em compartilhar conteúdos, ideias, pensamentos e desejos&lt;br /&gt;- Interacção com a família, amigos e comunidade seriamente afectada&lt;br /&gt;- Participação limitada em certas actividades (igreja, teatro, cinema, televisão…)&lt;br /&gt;- Sentimentos de embaraço,&lt;strong&gt; frustração&lt;/strong&gt; e de &lt;strong&gt;exclusão social&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;- Tendência para &lt;strong&gt;desconfiar&lt;/strong&gt; (como não percebe tudo o que dizem, pode imaginar que estão a falar de si)&lt;br /&gt;- Aumento da &lt;strong&gt;ansiedade &lt;/strong&gt;e alterações de comportamento&lt;br /&gt;- Sentimentos &lt;strong&gt;medo &lt;/strong&gt;(incapacidade ou dificuldade para ouvir pessoas e veículos a aproximarem-se, panelas a ferver, alarmes…)&lt;br /&gt;- Risco acrescido de &lt;strong&gt;solidão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;- Perda de confiança e &lt;strong&gt;baixa auto-estima&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;- Tendência para a &lt;strong&gt;depressão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;COMO COMUNICAR COM O IDOSO COM PERDAS AUDITIVAS?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Existem algumas estratégias que podem ser colocadas em prática para falar com uma pessoa com dificuldades na audição e que facilitam a comunicação, contribuindo para o bem-estar físico, mental e social e promovendo uma melhor qualidade de vida da pessoa idosa. Destacam-se, então, algumas dessas estratégias: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; - Fale de forma clara e perceptível&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Quando estiver a conversar com uma pessoa com perdas auditivas, fale de forma clara e pausada. Pronuncie bem as palavras e evite falar com comida na boca ou a mastigar pastilhas elásticas, pois as palavras soarão de maneira diferente. Apresente uma ideia de cada vez. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;- Fale um pouco mais alto, mas sem gritar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Se necessário, fale um pouco mais alto, mas não grite. Estas pessoas não ouvem sons baixos, mas quando são demasiado altos podem ser incómodos e entendidos como agressivos. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; - Fale de frente para a pessoa &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Aproxime-se da pessoa e fale de frente (não de lado ou atrás). Evite colocar a mão ou qualquer objecto à frente da boca e tente não falar com a cabeça baixa, de modo a permitir que o idoso faça a leitura labial. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Olhe nos olhos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Enquanto estiver a conversar, mantenha sempre contacto visual. Ao desviar o olhar, a pessoa com perdas auditivas pode pensar que a conversa terminou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; - Seja expressivo a falar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Utilize expressões faciais e gestos para indicar o que pretende dizer e para expressar emoções e sentimentos (alegria, tristeza...).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; - Fale para o lado do ouvido melhor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Uma pessoa com dificuldades de audição pode ser capaz de ouvir mais melhor de um ouvido do que de outro, pelo que falar para esse lado pode resolver muitos problemas de comunicação. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Repita as informações&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se lhe parecer que a pessoa não entendeu o que lhe disse, reformule a frase e repita as informações dadas. Certifique-se que a pessoa entendeu o que lhe foi dito, pedindo-lhe para repetir as informações.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;- Converse em lugares tranquilos e iluminados&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Converse com a pessoa com problemas de audição num ambiente tranquilo e sem ruídos de fundo (televisão, rádio...). O ambiente deve ser iluminado e deve evitar ficar contra a luz, para que o seu rosto fique bem visível, facilitando, assim, a leitura labial.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; - Acene ou toque suavemente para chamar a atenção&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Se a pessoa com dificuldades auditivas não lhe estiver a prestar atenção, acene para ela ou toque suavemente no seu braço.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;- Encontre outras formas de comunicar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Se for necessário, comunique-se através de bilhetes, gestos, figuras, listas de palavras ou outras formas. O importante é comunicar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; - Incentive a utilização dos aparelhos auditivos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Incentive o uso da prótese auditiva, se a pessoa a tiver, e deixe que a pessoa a regule antes de começar a falar.&lt;br /&gt;É importante que regularmente se certifique da necessidade de trocar as pilhas e que verifique as datas em que as últimas baterias foram trocadas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; - Incentive a participação em actividades sociais&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O isolamento social compromete a qualidade de vida da pessoa idosa e agrava as suas dificuldades de comunicação, pelo que deve incentivar, sempre que possível, a participação da pessoa em actividades sociais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; - Seja paciente&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Lidar com uma pessoa com perdas de audição não é fácil e, muitas vezes, pelas dificuldades que apresentam na comunicação, os familiares ou outros não mantêm diálogos normais e passam a informar apenas os assuntos essenciais. Com a diminuição da comunicação, a pessoa com dificuldades auditivas fica mais propensa a sentimentos de solidão. Neste sentido, mantenha a paciência e tente encontrar uma maneira de ajudar a pessoa a comunicar e a se ajustar à nova realidade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5288432728122682023-6964734041115329904?l=sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/feeds/6964734041115329904/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/2011/01/comunicar-com-pessoa-com-perdas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5288432728122682023/posts/default/6964734041115329904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5288432728122682023/posts/default/6964734041115329904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/2011/01/comunicar-com-pessoa-com-perdas.html' title='Comunicar com a Pessoa com Perdas Auditivas'/><author><name>Cláudia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10952828397814905248</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/_4bCVirjaDCY/TT8ZTay7ISI/AAAAAAAAAVY/6sC1eXa1c_0/s72-c/surdo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5288432728122682023.post-4481918439380605763</id><published>2011-01-23T14:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T12:07:10.191-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dança'/><title type='text'>Dançando com a Diferença</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Através do corpo e do seu movimento, a pessoa expressa os seus pensamentos, sentimentos e emoções e é, também, através do corpo que interage e se relaciona com o mundo que a rodeia.&lt;br /&gt;Uma das formas que o Ser Humano tem de utilizar o corpo para expressar o que lhe vai na alma é através da dança, actividade que promove o bem-estar físico e emocional e que pode, mesmo, ser utilizada com fins terapêuticos.&lt;br /&gt;Mais recentemente, a dança tem sido ainda utilizada como um instrumento para ultrapassar as barreiras dos preconceitos em relação à deficiência e como elemento de inclusão social. É o que acontece com o &lt;strong&gt;Grupo Dançando com a Diferença&lt;/strong&gt;, que propõe uma abordagem inovadora e ousada da dança.&lt;br /&gt;Os espectáculos apresentados por este grupo, que integra bailarinos com e sem limitações, pretendem sensibilizar o público para a diferença e modificar a imagem social da pessoas com deficiência. De facto, pessoas com défices físicos ou mentais podem ir muito além das suas limitações e, nestes espectáculos, as suas potencialidades são exploradas numa produção de dança contemporânea com excelência artística.&lt;br /&gt;Na passada sexta-feira, dia 21 de Janeiro, o grupo Dançando com a Diferença apresentou dois espectáculos em Torres Vedras - “Levanta os Braços como Antenas para o Céu” e “Beautiful People”. Um confronto directo e provocador com as questões do corpo diferente...Adorei!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/TT36HtPdbvI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/o2pNVgrr2B8/s1600/levanta%2Bos%2Bbra%25C3%25A7os.jpg"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565879724810268402" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/TT36HtPdbvI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/o2pNVgrr2B8/s400/levanta%2Bos%2Bbra%25C3%25A7os.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Levanta os Braços como Antenas para o Céu" (Clara Andermatt, 2005)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/TT353jBLCMI/AAAAAAAAAVI/OkcKqncBx0E/s1600/4085341789_a7f69a48c2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565879447188080834" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/TT353jBLCMI/AAAAAAAAAVI/OkcKqncBx0E/s400/4085341789_a7f69a48c2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "Beautiful People" (Rui Horta, 2008)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-da0c8e0042d7e52f" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dda0c8e0042d7e52f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330181669%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7F1D7BA1D7466F192A66952392CD4397CF7F59CF.7CFE079040F116F74A9310E43D1F1A3BD2B9BFD4%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dda0c8e0042d7e52f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D6bAc4vald-oXnlttMU5_hzXqNYo&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dda0c8e0042d7e52f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330181669%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7F1D7BA1D7466F192A66952392CD4397CF7F59CF.7CFE079040F116F74A9310E43D1F1A3BD2B9BFD4%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dda0c8e0042d7e52f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D6bAc4vald-oXnlttMU5_hzXqNYo&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;"Menina da Lua" (2003)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5288432728122682023-4481918439380605763?l=sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/feeds/4481918439380605763/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/2011/01/dancando-com-diferenca.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5288432728122682023/posts/default/4481918439380605763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5288432728122682023/posts/default/4481918439380605763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/2011/01/dancando-com-diferenca.html' title='Dançando com a Diferença'/><author><name>Cláudia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10952828397814905248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/TT36HtPdbvI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/o2pNVgrr2B8/s72-c/levanta%2Bos%2Bbra%25C3%25A7os.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5288432728122682023.post-6001999546663630765</id><published>2010-12-26T04:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-26T04:52:07.505-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poemas'/><title type='text'>Alegre ou Triste</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/TRc5_gPnIhI/AAAAAAAAAUg/nTv2fSiT0Ps/s1600/face%2Btriste_alegre.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 237px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554972428534751762" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/TRc5_gPnIhI/AAAAAAAAAUg/nTv2fSiT0Ps/s400/face%2Btriste_alegre.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Se sou alegre ou sou triste?... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Francamente, não o sei. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;A tristeza em que consiste? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Da alegria o que farei?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não sou alegre nem triste. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Verdade, não sou o que sou. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Sou qualquer alma que existe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;E sente o que Deus fadou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afinal, alegre ou triste? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Pensar nunca tem bom fim... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Minha tristeza consiste &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Em não saber bem de mim... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Mas a alegria é assim... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(&lt;em&gt;Fernando Pessoa&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5288432728122682023-6001999546663630765?l=sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/feeds/6001999546663630765/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/2010/12/alegre-ou-triste.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5288432728122682023/posts/default/6001999546663630765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5288432728122682023/posts/default/6001999546663630765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/2010/12/alegre-ou-triste.html' title='Alegre ou Triste'/><author><name>Cláudia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10952828397814905248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/TRc5_gPnIhI/AAAAAAAAAUg/nTv2fSiT0Ps/s72-c/face%2Btriste_alegre.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5288432728122682023.post-1137668265274463406</id><published>2010-12-22T12:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T12:30:53.852-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poemas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Natal'/><title type='text'>História Antiga</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/TRJf1oPT0RI/AAAAAAAAAUU/snSv67SMUAc/s1600/Nascimento%2Bde%2BJesus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 259px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553606665440579858" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/TRJf1oPT0RI/AAAAAAAAAUU/snSv67SMUAc/s400/Nascimento%2Bde%2BJesus.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Era uma vez, lá na Judeia, um rei.&lt;br /&gt;Feio bicho, de resto:&lt;br /&gt;Uma cara de burro sem cabresto&lt;br /&gt;E duas grandes tranças.&lt;br /&gt;A gente olhava, reparava e via&lt;br /&gt;Que naquela figura não havia&lt;br /&gt;Olhos de quem gosta de crianças.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E, na verdade, assim acontecia.&lt;br /&gt;Porque um dia,&lt;br /&gt;O malvado,&lt;br /&gt;Só por ter o poder de quem é rei&lt;br /&gt;Por não ter coração,&lt;br /&gt;Sem mais nem menos,&lt;br /&gt;Mandou matar quantos eram pequenos&lt;br /&gt;Nas cidades e aldeias da nação.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas, por acaso ou milagre, aconteceu&lt;br /&gt;Que, num burrinho pela areia fora,&lt;br /&gt;Fugiu&lt;br /&gt;Daquelas mãos de sangue um pequenito&lt;br /&gt;Que o vivo sol da vida acarinhou;&lt;br /&gt;E bastou&lt;br /&gt;Esse palmo de sonho&lt;br /&gt;Para encher este mundo de alegria;&lt;br /&gt;Para crescer, ser Deus;&lt;br /&gt;E meter no inferno o tal das tranças,&lt;br /&gt;Só porque ele não gostava de crianças. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Miguel Torga)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5288432728122682023-1137668265274463406?l=sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/feeds/1137668265274463406/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/2010/12/historia-antiga.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5288432728122682023/posts/default/1137668265274463406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5288432728122682023/posts/default/1137668265274463406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/2010/12/historia-antiga.html' title='História Antiga'/><author><name>Cláudia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10952828397814905248</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/_4bCVirjaDCY/TRJf1oPT0RI/AAAAAAAAAUU/snSv67SMUAc/s72-c/Nascimento%2Bde%2BJesus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5288432728122682023.post-6298500013283410505</id><published>2010-12-12T07:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T13:47:25.411-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflexões'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poemas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Idosos'/><title type='text'>Corpo Esquecido</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/TQVB139zadI/AAAAAAAAAUM/8FQG2Alos_E/s1600/images_idoso.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 330px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549914509616048594" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/TQVB139zadI/AAAAAAAAAUM/8FQG2Alos_E/s400/images_idoso.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Recordo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A harmonia dos meus passos ao dançar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Os meus dedos entre as linhas agilmente entrelaçados&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A minha voz que docemente te embalava&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E a pele do meu corpo...da minha face...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;que tu ansiavas por acariciar...por beijar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Agora...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nada disto parece verdade...já não sei quem sou...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Não me encontro neste corpo estranho, frágil, doloroso...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...incapaz e sem sentido&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A imagem que se reflecte no espelho não é a minha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Preciso de sentir que ainda existo...Preciso de ti....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peço-te, então, uma abraço...mas recusas!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peço-te um beijo, que não tens tempo de dar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Até o teu olhar se afasta do meu rosto enrugado e feio&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quem serei eu neste corpo esquecido?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Um corpo que todos tocam, sem tocar de verdade...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ausente de afecto...ausente de vontade&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tento, então, chegar a ti...tocar-te e sentir-me em ti...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mas, tropeço...Caio...Perco-me em tamanha dor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Choro...Grito NÃO! Mas nada...ninguém...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Não me reconheço neste novo ser...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O que se passa? O que está a acontecer?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Estarei eu a morrer?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5288432728122682023-6298500013283410505?l=sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/feeds/6298500013283410505/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/2010/12/corpo-esquecido.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5288432728122682023/posts/default/6298500013283410505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5288432728122682023/posts/default/6298500013283410505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/2010/12/corpo-esquecido.html' title='Corpo Esquecido'/><author><name>Cláudia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10952828397814905248</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/_4bCVirjaDCY/TQVB139zadI/AAAAAAAAAUM/8FQG2Alos_E/s72-c/images_idoso.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5288432728122682023.post-7944275617163734545</id><published>2010-11-29T13:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T13:34:44.949-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recordações'/><title type='text'>Benção das Fitas 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/TPQbYsIoijI/AAAAAAAAAUE/0TpfqqOBZzw/s1600/DSC01363.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545087152178104882" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/TPQbYsIoijI/AAAAAAAAAUE/0TpfqqOBZzw/s400/DSC01363.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Daquelas boas recordações...Com uma festinha para recordar a benção das fitas das duas primas...a Patrícia em Gestão e eu em Reabilitação Psicomotora. O símbolo é da Casa da Praia, onde fiz um estágio inesquecível...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5288432728122682023-7944275617163734545?l=sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/feeds/7944275617163734545/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/2010/11/bencao-das-fitas-2008.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5288432728122682023/posts/default/7944275617163734545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5288432728122682023/posts/default/7944275617163734545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/2010/11/bencao-das-fitas-2008.html' title='Benção das Fitas 2008'/><author><name>Cláudia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10952828397814905248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/TPQbYsIoijI/AAAAAAAAAUE/0TpfqqOBZzw/s72-c/DSC01363.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5288432728122682023.post-5951251373197548237</id><published>2010-11-25T14:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T03:45:00.253-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Idosos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Psicomotricidade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alzheimer'/><title type='text'>Gerontopsicomotricidade</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Nos olhos dos jovens há claridade, nos dos velhos luz&lt;/em&gt;" Jouvert&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/TO7eRQSjuwI/AAAAAAAAAT8/FCU2PI8fKpY/s1600/idosos2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 275px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 289px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543612579351608066" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/TO7eRQSjuwI/AAAAAAAAAT8/FCU2PI8fKpY/s400/idosos2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Psicomotricidade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; é uma ciência que estuda e investiga as relações e as influências recíprocas e sistémicas entre o psiquismo e a motricidade. Ao basear-se numa visão holística do ser humano, encara de forma integrada as funções cognitivas, sócio-emocionais, simbólicas, psicolinguísticas e motoras, promovendo a capacidade de ser e agir num contexto psicossocial. A intervenção em Psicomotricidade actua em todas as fases da vida (do nascimento à velhice) como forma de prevenção/estimulação ou como reabilitação da função inadequada, através de uma mediação corporal e expressiva. Assim, através do movimento e da sua regulação tónico-emocional, permite que o indivíduo reencontre o prazer sensório-motor e possibilita o desenvolvimento dos processos simbólicos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pela abordagem sistémica e holística do ser humano que defende, a Psicomotricidade tem-se tornado uma resposta cada vez mais indispensável em situações onde a adaptação está comprometida e onde é indispensável uma compreensão interligada do funcionamento do sujeito nos seus vários domínios comportamentais, desde o motor, passando pelo afectivo, até ao cognitivo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na população idosa, em crescimento exponencial no nosso país, verifica-se um declínio psicomotor, com perdas significativas no equilíbrio, na coordenação motora e nos processos cognitivos. O corpo, fragilizado e tido como fonte de dor, é desvalorizado e desinvestido e a imagem corporal encontra-se em constante transformação. A &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Gerontopsicomotricidade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; tem, assim, um papel fundamental na redescoberta deste novo corpo e do seu movimento, na recuperação da autonomia, desejo e motivação. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um programa de estimulação e reabilitação em Gerontopsicomotricidade pretende desenvolver tanto a actividade perceptivo-motora do idoso como a actividade relacional, tendo como objectivos específicos retardar os processos de deterioração psicobiológica associados ao envelhecimento e que impedem a manutenção da independência funcional do idoso e, consequentemente, a sua inserção na comunidade. As metodologias desta área tentam neutralizar ou minimizar: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Os processos de retrogénese motora;&lt;br /&gt; A diminuição dos hábitos motores;&lt;br /&gt; O declínio das habilidades cognitivas;&lt;br /&gt; A perda de capacidades sensoriais e perceptivas;&lt;br /&gt; Os problemas emocionais e afectivos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A intervenção pode, ainda, situar-se em três níveis, nomeadamente:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Primária&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; – Intervenção junto de idosos saudáveis, tem como principal objectivo evitar possíveis patologias resultantes de défices no processo de envelhecimento (ex: ocorrência de quedas por dificuldades no equilíbrio dinâmico), actuando-se numa dimensão integral biopsicossociológica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Secundária&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; – Intervenção com características reabilitativas, junto de idosos com ligeiros défices cognitivos ou défices na capacidade funcional. Pretende-se manter um bom funcionamento da pessoa, mantendo as capacidades preservadas e estimulando as que estão em fase de deterioração.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Terciária&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; – Ocorre quando a pessoa já tem um diagnóstico estabelecido e são evidentes os défices ao nível cognitivo e funcional. Os principais objectivos são desenvolver estratégias para superar as dificuldades, de forma a retardar os efeitos da deterioração associada à patologia, promover a autonomia na realização de actividades, mantendo a capacidade funcional e melhorando a qualidade de vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Este tipo de programas, ao estimularem os factores psicomotores (Tonicidade, Equilibração, Lateralização, Noção do Corpo, Estruturação Espácio-Temporal, Práxia Global e Práxia Fina), juntamente com aspectos cognitivos (memória, atenção, linguagem…) e sócio-emocionais (auto-estima, auto-eficácia…) contribuem fortemente para o desempenho das AVDs (Actividades da Vida Diária) e das AIVDs (Actividades Instrumentais da Vida Diária), promovendo uma melhor &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Qualidade de Vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bibliografia:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;- Pereira, B. (2004). Gerontopsicomotricidade: envelhecer melhor - da quantidade à qualidade. A Psicomotricidade, 4, 88-93.&lt;br /&gt;- Morais, A. (2007). Psicomotricidade e Promoção da Qualidade de Vida em Idosos com Doença de Alzheimer. A Psicomotricidade, 10, 25-33.&lt;br /&gt;- Nuñes, J. &amp;amp; Gonzáles., (2001). Programa de Gerontopsicomotricidad en Ancianos Institucionalizados. In Fonseca, V.; Martins, R. (Eds). Progressos em Psicomotricidade. Lisboa: Edições FMH.&lt;br /&gt;- Fonseca, V. (2001). Gerontopsicomotricidade: Uma Abordagem ao Conceito da Retrogénese Psicomotora. In Fonseca, V.; Martins, R. (Eds). Progressos em Psicomotricidade. Lisboa: Edições FMH. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5288432728122682023-5951251373197548237?l=sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/feeds/5951251373197548237/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/2010/11/gerontopsicomotricidade.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5288432728122682023/posts/default/5951251373197548237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5288432728122682023/posts/default/5951251373197548237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/2010/11/gerontopsicomotricidade.html' title='Gerontopsicomotricidade'/><author><name>Cláudia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10952828397814905248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/TO7eRQSjuwI/AAAAAAAAAT8/FCU2PI8fKpY/s72-c/idosos2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5288432728122682023.post-8694191936447022713</id><published>2010-11-12T11:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T03:27:23.486-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alzheimer'/><title type='text'>Alzheimer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Neste meu novo percurso, a trabalhar com pessoas idosas deparo-me com o problema das Demências, nomeadamente a doença de Alzheimer...Não são só as pessoas com a doença que sofrem, mas todas as que a rodeiam (familiares, amigos, cuidadores formais...). Aqui fica um pequeno vídeo que explica como funciona esta doença...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;É urgente encontrarmos estratégias para melhorar a qualidade de vida destas pessoas!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-3db3e9ed0bc173cb" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3db3e9ed0bc173cb%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330181669%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D55058A9AC5C6972FC3725534F0E29F5512B5A891.EF8C2A534F7218D61FA78421F56D69C0B4B25A5%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3db3e9ed0bc173cb%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D-cxnw2VrbePWmUCKlpM90FcwFU0&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3db3e9ed0bc173cb%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330181669%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D55058A9AC5C6972FC3725534F0E29F5512B5A891.EF8C2A534F7218D61FA78421F56D69C0B4B25A5%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3db3e9ed0bc173cb%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D-cxnw2VrbePWmUCKlpM90FcwFU0&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5288432728122682023-8694191936447022713?l=sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/feeds/8694191936447022713/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/2010/11/alzheimer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5288432728122682023/posts/default/8694191936447022713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5288432728122682023/posts/default/8694191936447022713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/2010/11/alzheimer.html' title='Alzheimer'/><author><name>Cláudia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10952828397814905248</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-5288432728122682023.post-9216544166069799533</id><published>2010-11-12T11:02:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T11:06:54.968-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Materiais'/><title type='text'>Jogo dos Palhaços (Lógica)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/TN2P2L-5dxI/AAAAAAAAATs/BIgk4W49Fec/s1600/L%25C3%25B3gica.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 321px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538741277827888914" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/TN2P2L-5dxI/AAAAAAAAATs/BIgk4W49Fec/s400/L%25C3%25B3gica.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Desenvolve conceitos de correspondência termo a termo e de classificação, assim como a atenção e a diferenciação perceptiva.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5288432728122682023-9216544166069799533?l=sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/feeds/9216544166069799533/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/2010/11/jogo-dos-palhacos-logica.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5288432728122682023/posts/default/9216544166069799533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5288432728122682023/posts/default/9216544166069799533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/2010/11/jogo-dos-palhacos-logica.html' title='Jogo dos Palhaços (Lógica)'/><author><name>Cláudia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10952828397814905248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/TN2P2L-5dxI/AAAAAAAAATs/BIgk4W49Fec/s72-c/L%25C3%25B3gica.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5288432728122682023.post-506194881816197274</id><published>2010-11-12T10:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T10:59:30.990-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Materiais'/><title type='text'>Jogo de Seriação</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 321px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538739232128309618" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/TN2N_HKHGXI/AAAAAAAAATc/WkZmMqx5TLA/s400/Seria%25C3%25A7%25C3%25A3o%2B1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/TN2N_YIoxGI/AAAAAAAAATk/Z7dbG0LEkHc/s1600/Seria%25C3%25A7%25C3%25A3o%2B2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 323px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538739236685530210" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/TN2N_YIoxGI/AAAAAAAAATk/Z7dbG0LEkHc/s400/Seria%25C3%25A7%25C3%25A3o%2B2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desenvolve a capacidade de observação e de seriação bem como o vocabulário associado a este conceito: maior, médio, menor, pequeno, grande.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Revista &lt;em&gt;Coisas de Criança&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5288432728122682023-506194881816197274?l=sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/feeds/506194881816197274/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/2010/11/jogo-de-seriacao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5288432728122682023/posts/default/506194881816197274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5288432728122682023/posts/default/506194881816197274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/2010/11/jogo-de-seriacao.html' title='Jogo de Seriação'/><author><name>Cláudia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10952828397814905248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/TN2N_HKHGXI/AAAAAAAAATc/WkZmMqx5TLA/s72-c/Seria%25C3%25A7%25C3%25A3o%2B1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5288432728122682023.post-5713976470976230608</id><published>2010-11-12T10:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T11:02:00.155-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Materiais'/><title type='text'>Jogo das Palavras</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/TN2LY6zGOgI/AAAAAAAAATU/VyUojk-iNb0/s1600/AEIOU.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 304px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538736376952273410" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/TN2LY6zGOgI/AAAAAAAAATU/VyUojk-iNb0/s400/AEIOU.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/TN2LYrUiUhI/AAAAAAAAATM/GwnOUCoEaUA/s1600/AEIOU2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 390px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538736372797559314" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/TN2LYrUiUhI/AAAAAAAAATM/GwnOUCoEaUA/s400/AEIOU2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretende-se associar as imagens à palavra correspondente, escrita em maiúsculas ou em minúsculas. Desenvolve a consciência fonológica da criança.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Imagens e palavras retiradas da revista &lt;em&gt;Coisas de Criança&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5288432728122682023-5713976470976230608?l=sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/feeds/5713976470976230608/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/2010/11/jogo-das-palavras.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5288432728122682023/posts/default/5713976470976230608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5288432728122682023/posts/default/5713976470976230608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/2010/11/jogo-das-palavras.html' title='Jogo das Palavras'/><author><name>Cláudia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10952828397814905248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/TN2LY6zGOgI/AAAAAAAAATU/VyUojk-iNb0/s72-c/AEIOU.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5288432728122682023.post-4031270784447194033</id><published>2010-11-12T10:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T10:40:27.768-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Materiais'/><title type='text'>A Tromba do Elefante</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/TN2HTdLvV5I/AAAAAAAAATE/uhllja8S_e0/s1600/DSC08521.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 316px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538731885056710546" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/TN2HTdLvV5I/AAAAAAAAATE/uhllja8S_e0/s400/DSC08521.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vamos colocar a Tromba no elefante!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Um jogo divertido em que a criança, de olhos vendados, segue as instruções verbais de uma outra, de modo a passar por determinado percurso. Quando chegar perto do elefante deverá colocar a tromba no local correspondente também seguindo as orientações verbais. É importante que a criança também passe pela função de dar instruções. Pode-se tornar um jogo muito divertido!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Desenvolve a orientação espacial, a lateralidade e, ainda, a capacidade de escutar e de seguir/dar instruções (liderar).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5288432728122682023-4031270784447194033?l=sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/feeds/4031270784447194033/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/2010/11/tromba-do-elefante.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5288432728122682023/posts/default/4031270784447194033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5288432728122682023/posts/default/4031270784447194033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/2010/11/tromba-do-elefante.html' title='A Tromba do Elefante'/><author><name>Cláudia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10952828397814905248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/TN2HTdLvV5I/AAAAAAAAATE/uhllja8S_e0/s72-c/DSC08521.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5288432728122682023.post-824934022679008173</id><published>2010-11-04T15:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T15:36:05.429-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lendas'/><title type='text'>Lenda de S. Martinho</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/TNMzjxzszHI/AAAAAAAAAS8/lu7jyipWv20/s1600/s-martinho.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 298px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535825056727092338" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/TNMzjxzszHI/AAAAAAAAAS8/lu7jyipWv20/s400/s-martinho.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Martinho era um valente soldado romano que estava a regressar de Itália para a sua terra, algures em França. Estava muito, muito frio, vento e mau tempo enquanto cavalgava e Martinho estava agasalhado normalmente para a época: tinha uma capa vermelha, que os soldados romanos normalmente usavam. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;De repente, aparece-lhe um mendigo, vestido com roupas já velhas e rotas e cheio de frio que lhe estendeu a mão à procura de auxílio...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Infelizmente, Martinho não tinha nada para lhe dar. Então, pegou na espada, levantou-a e deu um golpe na sua capa. Cortou-a ao meio e deu metade ao pobre.&lt;br /&gt;Nesse momento… as nuvens e o mau tempo desapareceram. Parecia que era Verão! Foi como uma recompensa de Deus a Martinho por ele ter sido bom.&lt;br /&gt;É por isso que todos os anos, nesta altura do ano, mesmo sendo Outono, durante cerca de três dias o tempo fica melhor e mais quente: é o &lt;strong&gt;Verão de São Martinho&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5288432728122682023-824934022679008173?l=sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/feeds/824934022679008173/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/2010/11/lenda-de-s-martinho.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5288432728122682023/posts/default/824934022679008173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5288432728122682023/posts/default/824934022679008173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/2010/11/lenda-de-s-martinho.html' title='Lenda de S. 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imagens)'/><author><name>Cláudia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10952828397814905248</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/_4bCVirjaDCY/TLIhjAelZKI/AAAAAAAAASY/c8FEvl-NCNs/s72-c/Sequ%C3%AAncias+4.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5288432728122682023.post-4883213439101650089</id><published>2010-10-10T07:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T07:11:56.119-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Materiais'/><title type='text'>Método 28 Palavras</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/TLHJaaDvbcI/AAAAAAAAARI/fjIUAb5uKWM/s1600/M%C3%A9todo+28+Palavras.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 178px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526419673269104066" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/TLHJaaDvbcI/AAAAAAAAARI/fjIUAb5uKWM/s400/M%C3%A9todo+28+Palavras.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5288432728122682023-4883213439101650089?l=sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/feeds/4883213439101650089/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/2010/10/metodo-28-palavras.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5288432728122682023/posts/default/4883213439101650089'/><link rel='self' 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term='Materiais'/><title type='text'>Cartões de Acções</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/TLHIVnBXHFI/AAAAAAAAARA/jFMQ8xM9LpE/s1600/Ac%C3%A7%C3%B5es+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 294px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526418491337808978" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/TLHIVnBXHFI/AAAAAAAAARA/jFMQ8xM9LpE/s400/Ac%C3%A7%C3%B5es+1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/TLHIVDAoejI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/WENSXNYGnV8/s1600/Ac%C3%A7%C3%B5es+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526418481671076402" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/TLHIVDAoejI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/WENSXNYGnV8/s400/Ac%C3%A7%C3%B5es+2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Com estes cartões é possível desenvolver a Cognição (associação do objecto à imagem da acção correspondente) e a Linguagem Verbal (descrição da acção..."a menina está a comer a sopa").&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5288432728122682023-2026277591663524605?l=sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/feeds/2026277591663524605/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/2010/10/cartoes-de-accoes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5288432728122682023/posts/default/2026277591663524605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5288432728122682023/posts/default/2026277591663524605'/><link 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href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/TLHHVZII2WI/AAAAAAAAAQw/J8Xq7xbZ77Q/s1600/Compet%C3%AAncias+Sociais.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 283px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526417388096510306" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/TLHHVZII2WI/AAAAAAAAAQw/J8Xq7xbZ77Q/s400/Compet%C3%AAncias+Sociais.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5288432728122682023-4914761387942583094?l=sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/feeds/4914761387942583094/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/2010/10/competencias-sociais.html#comment-form' title='0 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hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526416329040082962" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/TLHGXv1aOBI/AAAAAAAAAQg/s0dnEeXFp18/s400/Memo+2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cartões que permitem desenvolver a noção de número, a associação do número à quantidade e a memória (Revista "Educadores de Infância").&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5288432728122682023-868706740009269718?l=sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/feeds/868706740009269718/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/2010/10/memo-dos-numeros.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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HEIGHT: 355px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526415102088780594" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/TLHFQVFbGzI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/ecCm8spQkAw/s400/Loto+Frutas.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Associação de cada fruta à sua fotografia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5288432728122682023-3317753763792842582?l=sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/feeds/3317753763792842582/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/2010/10/loto-de-frutas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5288432728122682023/posts/default/3317753763792842582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5288432728122682023/posts/default/3317753763792842582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/2010/10/loto-de-frutas.html' title='Loto de Frutas'/><author><name>Cláudia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10952828397814905248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/TLHFQ63QoHI/AAAAAAAAAQY/n4LoFUrToOI/s72-c/Caixa+das+Frutas.JPG' height='72' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5288432728122682023-8960544954724293583?l=sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/feeds/8960544954724293583/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/2010/10/as-joaninhas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5288432728122682023/posts/default/8960544954724293583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5288432728122682023/posts/default/8960544954724293583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/2010/10/as-joaninhas.html' title='As Joaninhas'/><author><name>Cláudia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10952828397814905248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/TLHEB7Z4M3I/AAAAAAAAAQI/QoPNdSmhkdI/s72-c/Associa%C3%A7%C3%A3o+Cores.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5288432728122682023.post-5746305376009231028</id><published>2010-10-10T06:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T10:50:29.655-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Materiais'/><title type='text'>Grande e Pequeno (Cartões)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/TLHCebSrB_I/AAAAAAAAAQA/RIYuITmfQwQ/s1600/1,2,3.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/TLHCd6tGTtI/AAAAAAAAAP4/RJkWNwxYXU4/s1600/4,5,6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 342px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526412036990717650" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/TLHCd6tGTtI/AAAAAAAAAP4/RJkWNwxYXU4/s400/4,5,6.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/TLHCdFwNXOI/AAAAAAAAAPw/jyoegGvApx0/s1600/7,8.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 323px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526412022776683746" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/TLHCdFwNXOI/AAAAAAAAAPw/jyoegGvApx0/s400/7,8.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Para desenvolver a noção de GRANDE e PEQUENO. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;As imagens dos animais são da Revista "Educadores de Infância" e o fundo dos cartões foi pintado à mão.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5288432728122682023-5746305376009231028?l=sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/feeds/5746305376009231028/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/2010/10/grande-e-pequeno-cartoes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5288432728122682023/posts/default/5746305376009231028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5288432728122682023/posts/default/5746305376009231028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/2010/10/grande-e-pequeno-cartoes.html' title='Grande e Pequeno (Cartões)'/><author><name>Cláudia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10952828397814905248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/TLHCd6tGTtI/AAAAAAAAAP4/RJkWNwxYXU4/s72-c/4,5,6.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5288432728122682023.post-7354525861916569558</id><published>2010-10-10T06:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T11:11:22.554-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Materiais'/><title type='text'>As Vogais</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526409803955738866" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/TLHAb8AEmPI/AAAAAAAAAPo/twKu4uz6-Ao/s400/ae.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/TN2RJfcxmqI/AAAAAAAAAT0/YYffMfUvT60/s1600/io.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 287px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538742708982618786" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/TN2RJfcxmqI/AAAAAAAAAT0/YYffMfUvT60/s400/io.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/TLHAawXgm_I/AAAAAAAAAPY/wFhAEQwxVxI/s1600/u.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 292px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526409783652948978" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/TLHAawXgm_I/AAAAAAAAAPY/wFhAEQwxVxI/s400/u.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aqui pretende-se que a criança identifique a vogal com que começa o nome do animal. Desenvolve a consciência fonológica.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5288432728122682023-7354525861916569558?l=sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/feeds/7354525861916569558/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/2010/10/as-vogais.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5288432728122682023/posts/default/7354525861916569558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5288432728122682023/posts/default/7354525861916569558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/2010/10/as-vogais.html' title='As Vogais'/><author><name>Cláudia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10952828397814905248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/TLHAb8AEmPI/AAAAAAAAAPo/twKu4uz6-Ao/s72-c/ae.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5288432728122682023.post-3342654567508720094</id><published>2010-10-10T06:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T06:28:04.483-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Materiais'/><title type='text'>Os Animais</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/TLG94GlikuI/AAAAAAAAAPA/kft2BfTyolQ/s1600/Letra+a+e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 291px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526406989298701026" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/TLG94GlikuI/AAAAAAAAAPA/kft2BfTyolQ/s400/Letra+a+e.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/TLG94kRhrNI/AAAAAAAAAPI/x_w8ug-Ojuo/s1600/Letra+i+o.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 280px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526406997267819730" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/TLG94kRhrNI/AAAAAAAAAPI/x_w8ug-Ojuo/s400/Letra+i+o.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/TLG95NI9P0I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/6vi5okfJLNo/s1600/letra+u.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526407008237731650" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/TLG95NI9P0I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/6vi5okfJLNo/s400/letra+u.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretende-se que a criança associe as imagens iguais e que diga o nome de cada animal. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5288432728122682023-3342654567508720094?l=sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/feeds/3342654567508720094/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/2010/10/os-animais.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5288432728122682023/posts/default/3342654567508720094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5288432728122682023/posts/default/3342654567508720094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/2010/10/os-animais.html' title='Os Animais'/><author><name>Cláudia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10952828397814905248</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/_4bCVirjaDCY/TLG94GlikuI/AAAAAAAAAPA/kft2BfTyolQ/s72-c/Letra+a+e.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5288432728122682023.post-3181944255933333973</id><published>2010-10-01T13:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T13:30:55.906-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Filmes'/><title type='text'>Crash - No Limite</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Até que ponto nos conhecemos? Do que seriamos capazes se fossemos dominados pelo medo, se nos sentissemos inseguros? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Todos nós devíamos ver este EXCELENTE filme que mostra tão bem a Natureza Humana...Os nossos preconceitos, os nossos medos, as nossas inseguranças, as nossas atitudes e as acções que temos... Faz-nos pensar em quem somos e do que seriamos capazes de fazer em determinada situação... E que nunca devemos julgar os outros...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Se calhar não nos conhecemos assim tão bem...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-c824a43e9a54e2" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D00c824a43e9a54e2%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330181669%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2C372CE4175868A74CDDED1A075D768962CBDD86.58A55152C7A842E28213125D4BDCC4630EF77FFD%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc824a43e9a54e2%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D5eHFO61uHhmbC6tydkRczc55M-I&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D00c824a43e9a54e2%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330181669%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2C372CE4175868A74CDDED1A075D768962CBDD86.58A55152C7A842E28213125D4BDCC4630EF77FFD%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc824a43e9a54e2%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D5eHFO61uHhmbC6tydkRczc55M-I&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5288432728122682023-3181944255933333973?l=sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/feeds/3181944255933333973/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/2010/10/crash-no-limite.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5288432728122682023/posts/default/3181944255933333973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5288432728122682023/posts/default/3181944255933333973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/2010/10/crash-no-limite.html' title='Crash - No Limite'/><author><name>Cláudia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10952828397814905248</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-5288432728122682023.post-2844460235562392916</id><published>2010-09-23T03:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T06:42:23.530-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Receitas'/><title type='text'>Bôla de Carnes de Trás-os-Montes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/TJsrbXBVa4I/AAAAAAAAAO4/KJlKJpvsdZI/s1600/DSC08165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520053517308750722" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/TJsrbXBVa4I/AAAAAAAAAO4/KJlKJpvsdZI/s400/DSC08165.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/TJsrbB1K6vI/AAAAAAAAAOw/CBkQBMAS3pY/s1600/DSC08163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520053511620586226" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/TJsrbB1K6vI/AAAAAAAAAOw/CBkQBMAS3pY/s400/DSC08163.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/TJsraf-fv0I/AAAAAAAAAOo/rUXZtCFm6TQ/s1600/DSC08162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520053502532894530" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/TJsraf-fv0I/AAAAAAAAAOo/rUXZtCFm6TQ/s400/DSC08162.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A primeira vez que provei a Bôla de Carne foi numa viagem no 11º ano ao Gerês... Gostei imenso e agora, uns quantos anos mais tarde, fui tentar fazer este pãozinho em forma de bolo e com muitas carninhas lá dentro...Apesar de ainda precisar de algumas modificações nas quantidades dos ingredientes, ficou bastante bom...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aqui fica a receita, já com algumas modificações...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;IGREDIENTES:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- 1kg de massa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- 250g de bife de vaca&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- 250g de bife de porco&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- 200g de bacon em tirinhas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- 200g de chourição fatiado&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- 200g de presunto fatiado&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Alho&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Louro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Pimentão&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Sal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- 1 gema de ovo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- 1 colher de sopa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PREPARAÇÃO:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aquecer bem uma frigideira funda e fritar o bacon, sem adicionar gordura, para que fique dourado e perca a gordura que tenha. Escorrer o bacon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cortar os bifes às tirinhas e na mesma frigideira e com a gordura do bacon fritar a carne, temperando com pimentão, alho e louro.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amassar a farinha do pão com um pouco de sal e água e juntar os bifes, o bacon, o chourição e o presunto. Regar com a gordura resultante. Deixar a mistura a levedar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Colocar a mistura numa forma untada e pincelar com a gema de ovo (mexida com um colher de sopa de água). Levar ao forno pré-aquecido.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Assim que esteja dourado, verificar a massa e retirar do forno. Deixar arrefecer uns minutos e desenformar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5288432728122682023-2844460235562392916?l=sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/feeds/2844460235562392916/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/2010/09/bola-de-carnes-de-tras-os-montes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5288432728122682023/posts/default/2844460235562392916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5288432728122682023/posts/default/2844460235562392916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/2010/09/bola-de-carnes-de-tras-os-montes.html' title='Bôla de Carnes de Trás-os-Montes'/><author><name>Cláudia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10952828397814905248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/TJsrbXBVa4I/AAAAAAAAAO4/KJlKJpvsdZI/s72-c/DSC08165.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5288432728122682023.post-1400658613826833026</id><published>2010-09-17T05:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-17T06:11:17.228-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><title type='text'>Eu Sei</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hoje acordei e silenciosamente cantava esta música...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu Sei...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Letra &amp;amp; música de Sara Tavares e Ani Fonseca)&lt;br /&gt;(Inspirada no Salmo 139)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Se eu voar sem saber onde vou&lt;br /&gt;Se eu andar sem conhecer quem sou&lt;br /&gt;Se eu falar e a voz soar com a manhã&lt;br /&gt;Eu sei...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se eu beber dessa luz que apaga&lt;br /&gt;A noite em mim&lt;br /&gt;E se um dia eu disser que já não quero estar aqui&lt;br /&gt;Só Deus sabe o que virá&lt;br /&gt;Só Deus sabe o que será&lt;br /&gt;Não há outro que conhece&lt;br /&gt;Tudo o que acontece em mim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se a tristeza é mais profunda que a dor&lt;br /&gt;Se este dia já não tem sabor&lt;br /&gt;E no pensar que tudo isto já pensei&lt;br /&gt;Eu sei...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se eu beber dessa luz que apaga&lt;br /&gt;A noite em mim&lt;br /&gt;E se um dia eu disser que já não quero estar aqui&lt;br /&gt;Na incerteza de saber&lt;br /&gt;O que fazer, o que querer&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo sem nunca pensar&lt;br /&gt;Que um dia o vá expressar&lt;br /&gt;Não há outro que conhece&lt;br /&gt;Tudo o que acontece em mim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não consegui um pequeno vídeo da música com a Sara Tavares, mas aqui fica um do jovem David Gomes no programa Uma Canção Para Ti...Um momento para recordar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; 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Ora, então, aqui fica esta bela (e triste) história... &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517097028276645026" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/TJCqhDHK7KI/AAAAAAAAAOg/VqJuGE2HDRk/s400/DSC07121.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Há muitos, muitos anos, no Reino das Sete Cidades vivia uma princesa chamada Antília, filha única de um Rei viúvo que era conhecido pelo seu mau feitio. O Rei não gostava que a sua filhinha falasse com ninguém, pelo que a menina ou estava com o pai ou com a ama que a criara desde o nascimento, altura em que a Rainha falecera.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Os anos foram passando e Antília foi crescendo, tornando-se numa linda jovem, capaz de encantar qualquer rapaz do seu reino. Contudo, eram poucos ou nenhuns aqueles que conheciam a princesa, pois o Rei continuava a não a deixar sair do castelo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Mas Antília não se deixava intimidar pelo pai e todas as tardes, enquanto o pai dormia a sesta, saia pelas traseiras com a ajuda da ama e sem que mais ninguém a visse e ia passear pelos montes e vales próximos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Numa certa tarde, enquanto passeava pela floresta, a princesa escutou uma bela música, deixando-se guiar por aquele som encantado. Descobriu, então, um jovem pastor a tocar flauta no cimo de um monte. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A Princesa gostou de tal forma da melodia que ficou escondida a ouvir o jovem a tocar flauta, repetindo-o durante semanas até que o pastor a descobriu, um dia, por detrás dos arbustos. Ao vê-la foi amor à primeira vista, e era recíproco, pois ela também estava apaixonada por ele. Continuaram a encontrar-se e passavam as tardes a conversar e a rir, o pastor tocava flauta para a princesa e ela escutáva-o...Ambos se sentiam muito felizes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Num certo dia, o pastor decidiu pedir a Princesa em casamento. Dirigiu-se ao Castelo e pediu para falar com o Rei. Muito nervoso mas determinado, o pastor fez uma vénia ao Rei e, olhando-o nos olhos, disse:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;- Majestade, gosto muito de Antília, sua filha, e gostaria de pedir a sua mão em casamento.&lt;br /&gt;- A mão de minha filha, NUNCA... OUVIS-TE... NUNCA! - disse o Rei aos berros.- Criado, põe este pastor atrevido na rua.&lt;br /&gt;O jovem bem tentou argumentar, mas ele não o deixava falar, e expulsou-o do Castelo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;De seguida, o Rei mandou chamar Antília e proibiu-a de ver o pastor. A pobre Princesa mais não pode fazer do que respeitar a ordem do seu pai e nessa mesma tarde foi ter com o seu amor para lhe dizer que nunca mais se podiam encontrar.&lt;br /&gt;Os jovens choraram toda a tarde abraçados...e as suas lágrimas, de tantas serem, formaram duas lindas lagoas, uma verde da cor dos olhos da princesa e a outra azul da cor dos olhos do pastor.&lt;br /&gt;E ainda hoje estas duas lagoas continuam no Vale das Sete Cidades, na Ilha de São Miguel, lá nos Açores, para avivar a memória de todos quantos por ali passam, e recordar o drama dos dois jovens apaixonados.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5288432728122682023-3340387644187796350?l=sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/feeds/3340387644187796350/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/2010/09/lenda-da-lagoa-das-7-cidades.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5288432728122682023/posts/default/3340387644187796350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5288432728122682023/posts/default/3340387644187796350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/2010/09/lenda-da-lagoa-das-7-cidades.html' title='A lenda da Lagoa das 7 Cidades'/><author><name>Cláudia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10952828397814905248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/TJCqhDHK7KI/AAAAAAAAAOg/VqJuGE2HDRk/s72-c/DSC07121.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5288432728122682023.post-2393202027581901700</id><published>2010-09-14T08:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T09:14:56.722-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Viagens'/><title type='text'>Açores...porque 1 imagem vale mais que 1000 palavras</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/TI-cDZXjxxI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/rz1cOp9hDMM/s1600/DSC07853.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516799650715387666" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/TI-cDZXjxxI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/rz1cOp9hDMM/s400/DSC07853.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Algar do Carvão&lt;/strong&gt; - Terceira&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;É o único vulcão do Mundo que pode ser visitado...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/TI-blR5ZLfI/AAAAAAAAAOI/icPHc114m-8/s1600/DSC07654.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516799133313740274" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/TI-blR5ZLfI/AAAAAAAAAOI/icPHc114m-8/s400/DSC07654.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Caldeira Velha&lt;/strong&gt; - São Miguel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/TI-bk-ScgoI/AAAAAAAAAOA/piHenlxcHks/s1600/DSC07674.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516799128050107010" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/TI-bk-ScgoI/AAAAAAAAAOA/piHenlxcHks/s400/DSC07674.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/TI-bkbeCVZI/AAAAAAAAAN4/eyohPqFUPBI/s1600/DSC07428.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 382px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 275px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516799118703482258" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/TI-bkbeCVZI/AAAAAAAAAN4/eyohPqFUPBI/s400/DSC07428.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Parque Terra Nostra&lt;/strong&gt; - São Miguel&lt;br /&gt;A água é bem quente e cheia de ferro...até custa nadar! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/TI-bj5WrA9I/AAAAAAAAANw/_r9crAHjblM/s1600/DSC07393.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516799109545788370" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/TI-bj5WrA9I/AAAAAAAAANw/_r9crAHjblM/s400/DSC07393.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Furnas&lt;/strong&gt; - São Miguel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/TI-aZwyl6lI/AAAAAAAAANo/AsZsaTvrBWA/s1600/DSC07348.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516797835936655954" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/TI-aZwyl6lI/AAAAAAAAANo/AsZsaTvrBWA/s400/DSC07348.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ilhéu&lt;/strong&gt; - São Miguel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/TI-ZUsPVL3I/AAAAAAAAANg/xj93CnRzaBg/s1600/DSC07343.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516796649304043378" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/TI-ZUsPVL3I/AAAAAAAAANg/xj93CnRzaBg/s400/DSC07343.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Igreja da Nossa Senhora da Paz&lt;/strong&gt; - São Miguel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/TI-YxQ0HiEI/AAAAAAAAANY/5kyfWFzuapo/s1600/DSC07320.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516796040646723650" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/TI-YxQ0HiEI/AAAAAAAAANY/5kyfWFzuapo/s400/DSC07320.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lagoa de Santiago&lt;/strong&gt; - São Miguel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/TI-YV5-g3VI/AAAAAAAAANQ/pA3kB7bO7hI/s1600/DSC07239.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516795570659843410" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/TI-YV5-g3VI/AAAAAAAAANQ/pA3kB7bO7hI/s400/DSC07239.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Piscinas Naturais dos Mosteiros&lt;/strong&gt; - São Miguel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/TI-YF1pWRLI/AAAAAAAAANI/EAra-uZxDUI/s1600/DSC07177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516795294619419826" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/TI-YF1pWRLI/AAAAAAAAANI/EAra-uZxDUI/s400/DSC07177.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lagoa Azul&lt;/strong&gt; - São Miguel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5288432728122682023-2393202027581901700?l=sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/feeds/2393202027581901700/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/2010/09/acoresporque-1-imagem-vale-mais-que.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5288432728122682023/posts/default/2393202027581901700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5288432728122682023/posts/default/2393202027581901700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/2010/09/acoresporque-1-imagem-vale-mais-que.html' title='Açores...porque 1 imagem vale mais que 1000 palavras'/><author><name>Cláudia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10952828397814905248</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/_4bCVirjaDCY/TI-cDZXjxxI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/rz1cOp9hDMM/s72-c/DSC07853.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5288432728122682023.post-3760367494046606312</id><published>2010-09-14T07:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T08:27:53.589-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Viagens'/><title type='text'>Açores...A Natureza pura no meio do Oceano</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516784781386204738" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/TI-Oh4zORkI/AAAAAAAAAMg/q0ZXszV-3WU/s400/DSC07119.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Na semana passada estivémos numa fantástica viagem pelos Açores, com excepção dos últimos 2 dias em que fiquei doente :( ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Por entre vales e montanhas de São Miguel e da Terceira fomos descobrindo maravilhosos tesouros, muitos que nem imaginávamos da sua existência...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Poucos dias depois de visitarmos a Lagoa das Sete Cidades, esta foi considerada como uma das 7 maravilhas naturais de Portugal...É uma linda paisagem mesmo!!!!...Daquelas que faz cortar a respiração!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5288432728122682023-3760367494046606312?l=sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/feeds/3760367494046606312/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/2010/09/acoresa-natureza-pura-no-meio-do-oceano.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5288432728122682023/posts/default/3760367494046606312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5288432728122682023/posts/default/3760367494046606312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/2010/09/acoresa-natureza-pura-no-meio-do-oceano.html' title='Açores...A Natureza pura no meio do Oceano'/><author><name>Cláudia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10952828397814905248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/TI-Oh4zORkI/AAAAAAAAAMg/q0ZXszV-3WU/s72-c/DSC07119.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5288432728122682023.post-4417689313110983348</id><published>2010-09-14T06:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T07:35:04.662-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Viagens'/><title type='text'>Jardim Oriental Buddha Eden</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/TI9-jyD07DI/AAAAAAAAAMY/CPTH1BiMXN8/s1600/DSC07048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516767221750492210" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/TI9-jyD07DI/AAAAAAAAAMY/CPTH1BiMXN8/s400/DSC07048.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;No dia 29 de Agosto visitámos finalmente a Quinta dos Loridos no Bombarral...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Este impressionante jardim oriental, com 35 hectares, foi criado pelo comendador José Berardo em homenagem à destruição das milhares de estátuas de Buda em Bamiyhan, no Afeganistão, pelos taliban na década de 1980.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;As centenas ou talvez milhares de estátuas expostas neste jardim, que vão de pequenas miniaturas até tamanhos gigantescos, não deixam de ser uma excentricidade que deixa todo e qualquer visitante perplexo... Mas foi o lago com peixes Koi e patos, a vegetação e toda a harmonia do local que mais me impressionaram...um espaço de paz e de meditação... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Um passeio agradável, numa tarde maravilhosa, com a companhia mais alegre... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5288432728122682023-4417689313110983348?l=sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/feeds/4417689313110983348/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/2010/09/jardim-oriental-buddha-eden.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5288432728122682023/posts/default/4417689313110983348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5288432728122682023/posts/default/4417689313110983348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/2010/09/jardim-oriental-buddha-eden.html' title='Jardim Oriental Buddha Eden'/><author><name>Cláudia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10952828397814905248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/TI9-jyD07DI/AAAAAAAAAMY/CPTH1BiMXN8/s72-c/DSC07048.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5288432728122682023.post-4245224418499962363</id><published>2010-08-25T07:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T07:34:12.044-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Autismo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Materiais'/><title type='text'>ZAC BROWSER</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/THUpws5ddpI/AAAAAAAAAL8/oq_ojjm5-JU/s1600/ZAC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 302px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509355635820295826" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/THUpws5ddpI/AAAAAAAAAL8/oq_ojjm5-JU/s400/ZAC.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ZAC Browser (Zone for Autistis Children) foi desenvolvido pelo avô de um menino com autismo, Zackary Villeneuve, e contém diversas actividades pensadas para crianças com Perturbação do Espectro do Autismo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Está disponível para download (conteúdo apenas em inglés) em&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zacbrowser.com/"&gt;http://www.zacbrowser.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5288432728122682023-4245224418499962363?l=sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/feeds/4245224418499962363/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/2010/08/zac-browser.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5288432728122682023/posts/default/4245224418499962363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5288432728122682023/posts/default/4245224418499962363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/2010/08/zac-browser.html' title='ZAC BROWSER'/><author><name>Cláudia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10952828397814905248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/THUpws5ddpI/AAAAAAAAAL8/oq_ojjm5-JU/s72-c/ZAC.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5288432728122682023.post-7565337129562846343</id><published>2010-08-23T12:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T12:40:38.739-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflexões'/><title type='text'>A Loja da Educação</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Uma reflexão muito pessoal&lt;/em&gt;: Enquanto terapeuta desenvolvo a intervenção em psicomotricidade com crianças com Necessidades Educativas Especiais na própria escola ou jardim-de-infância. Desta forma vou mantendo um contacto próximo com Professores e Educadoras-de-Infância e vou-me apercebendo que as suas profissões têm vindo a ser desrespeitadas e desvalorizadas. Antes um Professor era visto pela criança como fonte de conhecimento e era respeitado por isso...E agora?? Pais, tudo começa em casa...respeitem os professores, valorizem a sua actividade...e as vossas crianças também o farão...E os professores precisam de sentir que o seu trabalho é importante e tido em consideração...Façam-no pelas vossas crianças...e não deixem toda a resposabilidade de EDUCAR para a escola... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Aqui fica um texto dedicado a todos os tão importantes profissionais da educação...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/THLJK4S6rkI/AAAAAAAAAL0/yeNT3eYHojw/s1600/Educa%C3%A7%C3%A3o"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 383px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508686482975141442" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/THLJK4S6rkI/AAAAAAAAAL0/yeNT3eYHojw/s400/Educa%C3%A7%C3%A3o" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Caminhando pela rua vi uma loja que se chamava a loja da educação.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Entrei na loja e vi um professor ao balcão.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Maravilhado, perguntei-lhe:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- Mestre professor, o que vendes?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ele respondeu-me:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- Tudo o que necessita para ter educação.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- Custa muito caro?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- Não...tudo é de graça!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Contemplei a loja e vi jarros de respeito, pacotes de esperança e dedicação, caixinhas de amor, sabedoria, flexibilidade de compromisso.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tomei coragem e pedi:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- Por favor, dê-me muito amor, respeito, bastante sabedoria, esperança...educação para mim, para a minha família e toda a comunidade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Então o professor preparou um pequeno embrulho que cabia na minha mão.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sem entender perguntei-lhe:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- Como é possível colocar tantas coisas nesse pequeno embrulho?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O professor respondeu-me, sorrindo:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- Meu querido, aqui na loja da educação não oferecemos &lt;strong&gt;frutos&lt;/strong&gt;, apenas &lt;strong&gt;sementes&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;(Autor Desconhecido)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5288432728122682023-7565337129562846343?l=sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/feeds/7565337129562846343/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/2010/08/loja-da-educacao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5288432728122682023/posts/default/7565337129562846343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5288432728122682023/posts/default/7565337129562846343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/2010/08/loja-da-educacao.html' title='A Loja da Educação'/><author><name>Cláudia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10952828397814905248</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/_4bCVirjaDCY/THLJK4S6rkI/AAAAAAAAAL0/yeNT3eYHojw/s72-c/Educa%C3%A7%C3%A3o' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5288432728122682023.post-5095334682494057988</id><published>2010-08-23T11:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T15:39:13.258-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hipoterapia'/><title type='text'>EQUITAÇÃO COM FINS TERAPÊUTICOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/THLG4HBbIbI/AAAAAAAAALs/5K9NEmqOdoE/s1600/hipo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 300px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508683961487532466" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/THLG4HBbIbI/AAAAAAAAALs/5K9NEmqOdoE/s400/hipo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Na Equitação com Fins Terapêuticos pretende-se usufruir do cavalo e de todas as suas potencialidades para a obtenção de benefícios a nível cognitivo, motor, social e emocional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A importância do Cavalo como agente Terapêutico&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;São várias as características do Cavalo que o tornam um agente terapêutico e que levam a benefícios inigualáveis naqueles que o montam. Uma das suas principais características reside no facto de ao andar a passo produzir movimentos rítmicos e tridimensionais (cerca de 100 a 110 por minuto), ou seja, ao caminhar desloca-se para a frente e para trás, para o lado, para cima e para baixo. Estes movimentos podem ser comparados aos movimentos da marcha humana neurofiosiológicamente normal, acreditando-se que estimulam fortemente o Sistema Nervoso Central e que produzem alterações no mesmo. Também o seu dorso, que proporciona um correcto posicionamento na posição de sentado, se revela importante e com claros benefícios em termos posturais. Como o Cavalo é um animal dócil e com o qual o individuo é capaz de estabelecer uma relação e interacção, poderá ter ainda um impacto positivo em termos emocionais, sociais e comunicativos. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A todas estas características do cavalo juntam-se os factores específicos do ambiente em que esta actividade se desenrola, contrastante com as salas ou ginásios onde habitualmente se realizam as terapias, e que facilitam o interesse e a motivação pelas tarefas, promovendo vivências fundamentais para o desenvolvimento de várias competências.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As Valências Terapêuticas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De acordo com os objectivos terapêuticos de cada cavaleiro, este pode ser enquadrado numa das seguintes valências terapêuticas:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;• Hipoterapia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;O objectivo é de retirar contributos de reabilitação através dos movimentos e dos estímulos produzidos pelo cavalo a andar a passo, não se visando o ensino equestre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;• Equitação Terapêutica&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Considera objectivos psicomotores, pretendendo-se o desenvolvimento de competências específicas na área educacional, psicológica ou cognitiva, sendo que nesta abordagem podem ser contemplados progressos no ensino equestre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;• Equitação Adaptada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Quando os objectivos são desportivos, de lazer ou competição. São desenvolvidas competências equestres para uma variedade de situações tais como lazer, melhoria da forma física e da auto-estima e até a competição.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Benefícios Terapêuticos da Equitação&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;São vários os Benefícios Terapêuticos da Equitação, salientando-se os seguintes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;• Motores&lt;/em&gt; (melhora a mobilidade articular, facilita uma maior amplitude e coordenação dos movimentos, desenvolve o equilíbrio, normaliza o tónus muscular, aumenta a tonificação muscular, facilita padrões de postura e de movimento mais normalizantes, …) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;• Cognitivos&lt;/em&gt; (desenvolve a capacidade de atenção e memória, favorece a aprendizagem, melhora a organização do esquema corporal e da lateralização, estimula a orientação espacial e a estruturação temporal, estimula da capacidade de planeamento de uma acção, estimulação a capacidade de resolução de problemas, promove o desenvolvimento de competências escolares…) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;• Emocionais&lt;/em&gt; (desenvolve a auto-estima e a auto-confiança, promove o auto-controlo emocional, fomenta a independência e autonomia, …) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;• Sociais&lt;/em&gt; (desenvolve a comunicação e a linguagem, promove o aumento das relações interpessoais e o aumento da capacidade de socialização, estimula a aceitação e cumprimento de regras, facilita o encontro de equilíbrio nas dependências emocionais, promove desafios pessoais,…)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;População Alvo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A equitação com fins terapêuticos destina-se a pessoas com deficiências ou necessidades especiais, independentemente da idade, desde que não possuam contra-indicação para a prática desta actividade. Salientam-se algumas das dificuldades ou perturbações que podem beneficiar desta actividade: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Problemas motores (Descoordenação Motora, Paralisia Cerebral, Espinha Bífida, Limitações e Alterações Motoras,…)&lt;br /&gt;• Dificuldades Cognitivas (Trissomia 21, Deficiência Mental, Síndrome de X-Frágil,…)&lt;br /&gt;• Alterações Sensoriais (Défices Visuais e Auditivos, Défices Táctilo-Cinestésicos)&lt;br /&gt;• Atraso no Desenvolvimento Psicomotor&lt;br /&gt;• Dificuldades Sócio-Emocionais (Perturbação do Espectro do Autismo, Problemas de Adaptação Social,…)&lt;br /&gt;• Desordens Comportamentais&lt;br /&gt;• Perturbação da Hiperactividade e Défice de Atenção&lt;br /&gt;• Dificuldade na Fala e na Comunicação&lt;br /&gt;• Instabilidade Gravitacional &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Para mais informações acerca da prática da Equitação com Fins Terapêuticos (Hipoterapia) em &lt;strong&gt;Torres Vedras&lt;/strong&gt; contacte:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:claudiassd@gmail.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;laudiassd@gmail.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5288432728122682023-5095334682494057988?l=sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/feeds/5095334682494057988/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/2010/08/equitacao-com-fins-terapeuticos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5288432728122682023/posts/default/5095334682494057988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5288432728122682023/posts/default/5095334682494057988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/2010/08/equitacao-com-fins-terapeuticos.html' title='EQUITAÇÃO COM FINS TERAPÊUTICOS'/><author><name>Cláudia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10952828397814905248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/THLG4HBbIbI/AAAAAAAAALs/5K9NEmqOdoE/s72-c/hipo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5288432728122682023.post-1433866532275934660</id><published>2010-08-23T04:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T13:56:19.359-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Autismo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Filmes'/><title type='text'>Temple Grandin, uma Mente Diferente</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/THJ-sB9scaI/AAAAAAAAALk/iM73iWaGnZ4/s1600/Temple+Grandin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 324px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508604589134082466" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/THJ-sB9scaI/AAAAAAAAALk/iM73iWaGnZ4/s400/Temple+Grandin.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;" Se me fosse permitido estalar os dedos e deixar de ser autista, eu não o faria...O autismo é parte do que sou..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Temple Grandin com 63 anos e com uma fascinante mente autista, tem contribuido para a criação de sistemas para combater o stress em animais e em humanos, para além de possibilitar uma melhor comprensão sobre a forma de pensar de uma pessoa com autismo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandin não era capaz de falar antes dos 3 anos e apresentava muitos problemas comportamentais, sendo que lhe foi diagnosticado autismo. Os seus pais recusaram o conselho do médico para a colocar numa instituição e enviaram a filha para uma série de escolas particulares onde o seu elevado QI foi estimulado. Grandin formou-se em psicologia experimental e especializou-se em ciência animal. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Através da sua forma de pensar por imagens, consegue compreender a perspectiva dos animais e tem dedicado a sua vida a criar sistemas para reduzir a ansiedade dos mesmos. O foco principal da sua carreira tem sido a concepção de instalações de gado que permitam reduzir a dor e o medo no processo de abate. Projectou também uma máquina de "comprimir" para aliviar a tensão nervosa, sendo que versões melhoradas desta máquina são amplamente utilizadas em escolas para crianças autistas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Temple Grandin enfatiza que o Mundo precisa de pessoas com o Autismo e com todo o tipo de mente (existem pensadores visuais, verbais, em padrões...).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;São vários os livros nos quais é autora ou co-autora, salientando-se:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;Genetics and the Behavior of Domestic Animals&lt;/em&gt; (1999)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thinking in Pictures and Other Reports from My Life with Autism&lt;/em&gt; (1995)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;Emergence: Labeled Autistic&lt;/em&gt; (1986)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Foi realizado um filme sobre a sua vida, apresentado-se aqui o Trailler...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-8cf21b4f81b9041b" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D8cf21b4f81b9041b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330181669%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D243CF3C53E95E84895D6639F4B36EF284539A3DE.753E1681FA254D2E6322A5E7355812854EC52CD3%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8cf21b4f81b9041b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D6UCcRSeih5fr9Bz_0nblWN0Gk3w&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D8cf21b4f81b9041b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330181669%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D243CF3C53E95E84895D6639F4B36EF284539A3DE.753E1681FA254D2E6322A5E7355812854EC52CD3%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8cf21b4f81b9041b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D6UCcRSeih5fr9Bz_0nblWN0Gk3w&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O filme está deveras excelente!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caracteriza muito bem uma pessoa com autismo e mostra que "é &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;diferente, mas não inferior&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5288432728122682023-1433866532275934660?l=sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/feeds/1433866532275934660/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/2010/08/httpwww.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5288432728122682023/posts/default/1433866532275934660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5288432728122682023/posts/default/1433866532275934660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/2010/08/httpwww.html' title='Temple Grandin, uma Mente Diferente'/><author><name>Cláudia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10952828397814905248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/THJ-sB9scaI/AAAAAAAAALk/iM73iWaGnZ4/s72-c/Temple+Grandin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5288432728122682023.post-9129376739047199930</id><published>2010-08-22T10:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T02:53:05.433-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Autismo'/><title type='text'>Novo Exame Cerebral Ajuda a Identificar Autismo em Adultos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/THJC15VK7HI/AAAAAAAAALE/SAmFvILgnhQ/s1600/cerebro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 330px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508538787917655154" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/THJC15VK7HI/AAAAAAAAALE/SAmFvILgnhQ/s400/cerebro.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;De acordo com Pesquisadores Ingleses, um exame cerebral simples que identifica diferenças estruturais nos órgãos dos pacientes pode acelerar o processo de diagnóstico de autismo em crianças.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Segundo a psiquiatra e coordenadora da pesquisa Christine Ecker, foram encontradas diferenças sinificativas na espessura dos tecidos em partes do cérebro que são responsáveis por funções como comportamento e linguagem em adultos com autismo e comparativamente a adultos ditos "normais". Os investigadores pretendem estudar agora mulheres e crianças, prevendo-se que os resultados serão ainda melhores nas crianças, pois as anormalidades do autismo são ainda mais proeminentes na infância.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Declan Murphy acrescenta que o diagnóstico preciso poderá proporcionar ao paciente a oportunidade de encontrar meios que melhorem a sua qualidade de vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;A notícia completa encontra-se em...&lt;br /&gt;http://veja.abril.com.br/noticia/saude/autismo-pode-ser-diagnosticado-com-exame-de-cerebro &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5288432728122682023-9129376739047199930?l=sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/feeds/9129376739047199930/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/2010/08/novo-exame-cerebral-ajuda-identificar.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5288432728122682023/posts/default/9129376739047199930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5288432728122682023/posts/default/9129376739047199930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/2010/08/novo-exame-cerebral-ajuda-identificar.html' title='Novo Exame Cerebral Ajuda a Identificar Autismo em Adultos'/><author><name>Cláudia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10952828397814905248</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/_4bCVirjaDCY/THJC15VK7HI/AAAAAAAAALE/SAmFvILgnhQ/s72-c/cerebro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5288432728122682023.post-8230312192667118304</id><published>2010-08-05T06:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T12:42:51.841-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflexões'/><title type='text'>Mundo ou Amor?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/THJGF3I1UPI/AAAAAAAAALM/gXYur_D3mGc/s1600/Mundo.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508542360741826802" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/THJGF3I1UPI/AAAAAAAAALM/gXYur_D3mGc/s400/Mundo.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Se algum dia tiveres de escolher entre o Mundo e o Amor...Lembra-te: Se escolheres o Mundo ficarás sem o Amor, Mas se escolheres o Amor com ele conquistarás o Mundo."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Albert Einstein&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5288432728122682023-8230312192667118304?l=sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/feeds/8230312192667118304/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/2010/08/mundo-ou-amor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5288432728122682023/posts/default/8230312192667118304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5288432728122682023/posts/default/8230312192667118304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/2010/08/mundo-ou-amor.html' title='Mundo ou Amor?'/><author><name>Cláudia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10952828397814905248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/THJGF3I1UPI/AAAAAAAAALM/gXYur_D3mGc/s72-c/Mundo.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5288432728122682023.post-4434831340666130799</id><published>2010-07-20T08:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T03:07:26.138-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Autismo'/><title type='text'>CARTA DOS DIREITOS PARA PESSOAS COM AUTISMO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/THJISfPh39I/AAAAAAAAALU/6QO6PLjj3SI/s1600/autism.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 230px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 247px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508544776689016786" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/THJISfPh39I/AAAAAAAAALU/6QO6PLjj3SI/s400/autism.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As pessoas com autismo devem poder partilhar dos mesmos direitos e privilégios de toda a população europeia na medida das suas possibilidades e tomando em consideração os seus melhores interesses. Estes direitos devem ser realçados, protegidos e postos em vigor por uma legislação apropriada em cada estado. As declarações das Nações Unidas sobre os Direitos do Deficiente Mental (1971) e sobre os Direitos das Pessoas Deficientes (1975) tal como outras declarações relevantes sobre os Direitos do Homem devem ser tomadas em consideração e, em particular, no que diz respeito às pessoas com autismo, devem ser incluídos os seguintes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. O DIREITO&lt;/strong&gt; de as pessoas com autismo viverem uma vida independente e completa até ao limite das suas potencialidades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. O DIREITO&lt;/strong&gt; de as pessoas com autismo terem um diagnóstico e uma avaliação clínica precisos, acessíveis e livres de preconceitos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. O DIREITO&lt;/strong&gt; de as pessoas com autismo receberem uma educação acessível e apropriada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. O DIREITO&lt;/strong&gt; de as pessoas com autismo (e seus representantes) serem implicadas em todas as decisões que afectem o seu futuro; os desejos do indivíduo devem, na medida do possível, ser reconhecidos e respeitados.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. O DIREITO&lt;/strong&gt; de as pessoas com autismo terem uma habitação acessível e adequada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. O DIREITO&lt;/strong&gt; de as pessoas com autismo terem equipamentos, assistência e serviços de apoio necessários a uma vida plenamente produtiva, digna e independente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. O DIREITO&lt;/strong&gt; de as pessoas com autismo receberem um rendimento ou um salário suficientes para uma alimentação, vestuário e habitação adequados tal como para as outras necessidades vitais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. O DIREITO&lt;/strong&gt; de as pessoas com autismo participarem, tanto quanto possível, no desenvolvimento e na administração dos serviços criados para o seu bem-estar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. O DIREITO&lt;/strong&gt; de as pessoas com autismo terem acesso a aconselhamento e cuidados apropriados à sua saúde mental e física e à sua vida espiritual. Isto inclui a acessibilidade a tratamentos de qualidade e a medicamentação administrada somente no seu melhor interesse e tomadas todas as medidas de protecção necessárias.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. O DIREITO&lt;/strong&gt; de as pessoas com autismo a um emprego significativo e formação vocacional sem discriminação ou estereótipo; a formação e o emprego devem respeitar as capacidades e escolhas do indivíduo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11. O DIREITO&lt;/strong&gt; de as pessoas com autismo terem acessibilidade ao transporte e liberdade de movimentos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12. O DIREITO&lt;/strong&gt; de as pessoas com autismo terem acesso à cultura, ao lazer, às actividades recreativas e desportivas e de nelas participarem plenamente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13. O DIREITO&lt;/strong&gt; de as pessoas com autismo terem igual acesso a todos os equipamentos, serviços e actividades da comunidade e poderem utilizá-los.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14. O DIREITO&lt;/strong&gt; de as pessoas com autismo terem relações sexuais e outras, incluindo o casamento, sem a elas serem forçados ou nelas explorados.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15. O DIREITO&lt;/strong&gt; de as pessoas com autismo (e os seus representantes) terem representação legal e assistência jurídica assim como a completa protecção de todos os seus direitos legais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16. O DIREITO&lt;/strong&gt; de as pessoas com autismo não serem submetidas ao medo e à ameaça de um internamento compulsivo em hospitais psiquiátricos ou outras instituições restritivas da sua liberdade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17. O DIREITO&lt;/strong&gt; de as pessoas com autismo a não serem submetidas a tratamentos físicos abusivos ou a negligência de cuidados.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18. O DIREITO&lt;/strong&gt; de as pessoas com autismo a não serem submetidas ao uso abusivo ou inadequado de farmacologia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;19. O DIREITO&lt;/strong&gt; de as pessoas com autismo (ou os seus representantes) ao acesso a todas as informações contidas nos seus relatórios pessoais, médicos, psicológicos, psiquiátricos e educacionais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apresentada no 4º Congresso Autism-Europe, Haia, 10 de Maio de 1992.&lt;br /&gt;Adoptada sob forma de Declaração Escrita pelo Parlamento Europeu, 9 de Maio de 1996 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5288432728122682023-4434831340666130799?l=sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/feeds/4434831340666130799/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/2010/07/carta-dos-direitos-para-pessoas-com.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5288432728122682023/posts/default/4434831340666130799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5288432728122682023/posts/default/4434831340666130799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/2010/07/carta-dos-direitos-para-pessoas-com.html' title='CARTA DOS DIREITOS PARA PESSOAS COM AUTISMO'/><author><name>Cláudia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10952828397814905248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/THJISfPh39I/AAAAAAAAALU/6QO6PLjj3SI/s72-c/autism.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5288432728122682023.post-8506155480222572915</id><published>2010-07-20T08:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T03:09:13.317-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Autismo'/><title type='text'>O que nos pediria uma Pessoa com Autismo?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/THJIt9UijeI/AAAAAAAAALc/QwSUI2VdTKg/s1600/autismo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508545248619564514" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/THJIt9UijeI/AAAAAAAAALc/QwSUI2VdTKg/s400/autismo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1&lt;/strong&gt; - Ajuda-me a compreender. Organiza o meu mundo, dando-lhe ordem e estrutura e antecipando o que vai acontecer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2&lt;/strong&gt; - Respeita o meu ritmo. Sempre poderás relacionar-te comigo, se compreenderes as minhas necessidades e o meu modo especial de entender a realidade. Não te deprimas, o normal é que eu avance e me desenvolva cada vez mais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3&lt;/strong&gt; – Fala-me pouco e devagar. As palavras podem ser uma carga muito pesada para mim. Muitas vezes, não são a melhor maneira de te relacionares comigo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4&lt;/strong&gt; - Como outras crianças e os outros adultos, necessito de compartilhar o prazer e o gosto de fazer as coisas bem-feitas, ainda que não o consiga sempre. Faz-me saber, de algum modo, quando faço as coisas certas e ajuda-me a fazê-las sem erros. Quando tenho muitas falhas, acontece-me o mesmo que a ti: irrito-me e acabo por me recusar a fazer as coisas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5&lt;/strong&gt; - Necessito de mais ordens e mais previsibilidade no meio do que tu. Teremos que negociar os meus rituais para convivermos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6&lt;/strong&gt; - Torna-se difícil compreender o sentido de muitas das coisas que me pedem que faça. Ajuda-me a entendê-lo. Trata de me pedir coisas que podem ter um sentido concreto e decifrável para mim. Não permitas que me aborreça ou permaneça inactivo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7&lt;/strong&gt; - Não me invadas excessivamente. Às vezes, as pessoas são muito imprevisíveis, barulhentas e estimulantes. Respeita as distâncias que necessito, porém sem me deixares sozinho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8&lt;/strong&gt; - O que faço não é contra ti. Quando me zango ou me agrido, se destruo algo ou me movimento em excesso, quando me é difícil atender ou fazer o que me pedes, não o faço para te magoar. Não me atribuas más intenções!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9&lt;/strong&gt; - O meu desenvolvimento não é absurdo, ainda que não seja fácil de entender. Tem a sua própria lógica e muitas das condutas que chamas “alteradas” são formas de enfrentar o mundo a partir da minha forma especial de ser e de perceber. Faz um esforço para me compreenderes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10&lt;/strong&gt; - As outras pessoas são demasiadamente complicadas. Meu mundo não é complexo e fechado, mas sim simples. Ainda que te pareça estranho o que te digo, o meu mundo é tão aberto, tão sem dissimulações e mentiras, tão ingenuamente exposto aos demais, que se torna difícil penetrar nele. Não vivo numa “fortaleza vazia”, mas sim numa planície tão aberta que pode parecer inacessível. Tenho muito menos complicações do que as pessoas que são consideradas normais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11&lt;/strong&gt; - Não me peças sempre as mesmas coisas nem me exijas as mesmas rotinas. Não tens de te fazer autista para me ajudares. O autista sou eu, não tu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12&lt;/strong&gt; - Não sou só autista, também sou uma criança, um adolescente ou um adulto. Compartilho muitas coisas das crianças, adolescentes e adultos como os que chamas de “normais”. Gosto de jogar e divertir-me, quero os meus pais e pessoas que me cercam, sinto-me satisfeito quando faço as coisas certas. Vale mais o que compartilhamos do que a distância que nos separa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13&lt;/strong&gt; - Vale a pena viver comigo. Posso dar-te tantas satisfações como as outras pessoas, ainda que não sejam as mesmas. Pode chegar um momento na tua sua vida em que eu, que sou autista, seja a tua maior e melhor companhia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14&lt;/strong&gt; - Não me agridas quimicamente. Se te disseram que tenho de tomar medicamentos, procura que a medicação seja periodicamente revista por um especialista.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15&lt;/strong&gt; - Nem os meus pais nem eu temos culpa do que acontece comigo. Tão pouco a tem os profissionais que me ajudam. Não serve de nada que se culpem uns aos outros. Às vezes, as minhas reacções e condutas podem ser difíceis de compreender ou de enfrentar, mas não é por culpa de nada. A ideia de “culpa” não produz mais do que sofrimento em relação ao meu problema.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16&lt;/strong&gt; - Não me peças constantemente coisas acima do que eu sou capaz de fazer. Porém, pede-me o que posso fazer. Ajuda-me a ser mais autónomo, a compreender melhor, porém não me dês ajuda demais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17&lt;/strong&gt; - Não tens que mudar completamente a tua vida pelo facto de viveres com uma pessoa autista. A mim não me serve de nada que tu estejas mal, que te feches e te deprimas. Necessito de estabilidade e bem-estar emocional ao meu redor para estar melhor. Pensa que o teu parceiro tão pouco tem culpa do que acontece comigo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18&lt;/strong&gt; - Ajuda-me com naturalidade, sem convertê-la numa obsessão. Para me poderes ajudar, tens de ter os teus momentos em que descansas ou em que te dedicas às tuas próprias actividades. Aproxima-te de mim, não te afastes, mas não te sintas submetido a um peso insuportável. Na minha vida, tive momentos ruins, mas posso ficar cada vez melhor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;19&lt;/strong&gt; - Aceita-me como sou. Não condiciones o teu desejo a que eu deixe de ser autista. Sê optimista sem fazer “novelas”. A minha situação normalmente melhora, ainda que por agora não tenha cura.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20&lt;/strong&gt; - Ainda que seja difícil para eu comunicar ou não compreender as subtilezas sociais, tenho inclusive algumas vantagens em comparação aos que se dizem “normais”. É difícil comunicar-me, porém não consigo enganar. Não compreendo as subtilezas sociais, porém tão pouco participo das duplas intenções ou dos sentimentos perigosos tão frequentes na vida social. A minha vida pode ser satisfatória se for simples, ordenada e tranquila. Se não me pedes constantemente e somente aquilo que é difícil para mim. Ser autista é um modo de ser, ainda que não seja o normal. A minha vida como autista pode ser tão feliz e satisfatória como a tua “normal”. Nessas vidas, podemos encontrar-nos e compartilhar muitas experiências.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Adaptação do Texto de Angel Rivière, Autism-Spain – Assessor Técnico da APNA – Madrid, 1996&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5288432728122682023-8506155480222572915?l=sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/feeds/8506155480222572915/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/2010/07/o-que-nos-pediria-uma-pessoa-autista.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5288432728122682023/posts/default/8506155480222572915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491544518359494226" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/TDXipN0PrlI/AAAAAAAAAKY/B7hsdExQbzQ/s400/DSC06162.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/TDXin5tyAuI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/EyQGJ2JMDBE/s1600/DSC06164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491544495783805666" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/TDXin5tyAuI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/EyQGJ2JMDBE/s400/DSC06164.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/TDXfs0MUmGI/AAAAAAAAAKA/gZSxlDhTzlI/s1600/DSC06164.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5288432728122682023-2070143436744673253?l=sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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cada animal à respectiva comida (com sistema de velcros).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/TDXWdBXrt0I/AAAAAAAAAJw/teFqNHuk6x4/s1600/DSC06155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491531114720507714" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/TDXWdBXrt0I/AAAAAAAAAJw/teFqNHuk6x4/s400/DSC06155.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/TDXWdBXrt0I/AAAAAAAAAJw/teFqNHuk6x4/s1600/DSC06155.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/TDXXxvTXN6I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/mAgCWo6OrFs/s1600/DSC06156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 270px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491532570159429538" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/TDXXxvTXN6I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/mAgCWo6OrFs/s400/DSC06156.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5288432728122682023-7295868603244471903?l=sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/feeds/7295868603244471903/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/2010/07/o-que-cada-animal-come.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5288432728122682023/posts/default/7295868603244471903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5288432728122682023/posts/default/7295868603244471903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 293px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491527832574376498" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/TDXTd-bEOjI/AAAAAAAAAJg/TBC9RkUBz2Q/s400/DSC06151.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Numa das colunas coloca o animal &lt;strong&gt;grande &lt;/strong&gt;e na outra o &lt;strong&gt;pequeno&lt;/strong&gt;... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5288432728122682023-2819713944077287457?l=sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/feeds/2819713944077287457/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 287px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384402600069274610" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/Srk9oxDRm_I/AAAAAAAAAIc/F0COp0aOTf0/s400/Crian%C3%A7a.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; Se a criança vive cercada de críticas, aprende a condenar.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Se a criança vive cercada de hostilidade, aprende a combater.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Se a criança vive cercada de zombarias, aprende a ser envergonhada.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Se a criança vive cercada de censuras, aprende a sentir-se culpada.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Se a criança vive cercada de tolerância, aprende a ser paciente.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Se a criança vive cercada de encorajamentos, aprende a ser confiante.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Se a criança vive cercada de elogios, aprende a também apreciar.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Se a criança vive cercada de retidão, aprende a justiça.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Se a criança vive cercada de segurança, aprende a ter fé.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Se a criança vive cercada de aprovação, aprende a gostar de si mesma.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Se a criança vive cercada de aceitação e amizade, aprende a encontrar amor no mundo.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;(Autor desconhecido) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5288432728122682023-5464754841731350510?l=sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/feeds/5464754841731350510/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/2009/09/como-crianca-aprende-amar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5288432728122682023/posts/default/5464754841731350510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5288432728122682023/posts/default/5464754841731350510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/2009/09/como-crianca-aprende-amar.html' title='Como a Criança Aprende a Amar...'/><author><name>Cláudia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10952828397814905248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/Srk9oxDRm_I/AAAAAAAAAIc/F0COp0aOTf0/s72-c/Crian%C3%A7a.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5288432728122682023.post-156472770474046834</id><published>2009-09-21T09:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T03:43:38.834-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Psicomotricidade'/><title type='text'>A Psicomotricidade</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Pensar o corpo para corpo poder sentir, sentir o corpo para o corpo poder pensar"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 254px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383963492563698786" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/SreuRWHuRGI/AAAAAAAAAIU/hh88-fOxtMM/s400/Imagem1.png" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;O que é a Psicomotricidade?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;O conceito de Psicomotricidade refere-se à relação e às influências que existem entre o &lt;strong&gt;Psiquismo&lt;/strong&gt; e a &lt;strong&gt;Motricidade&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Ao encarar o indivíduo como um todo, inclui de forma integrada os seus aspectos &lt;strong&gt;cognitivos&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;sócio-emocionais&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;simbólicos&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;psicolinguísticos&lt;/strong&gt; e &lt;strong&gt;motores&lt;/strong&gt;, promovendo a capacidade de ser e de agir num contexto psicossocial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;A importância da Psicomotr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/Sres7jbshTI/AAAAAAAAAH8/BXak_9Jc3Qw/s1600-h/Imagem2.png"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 206px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383962018668381490" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/Sres7jbshTI/AAAAAAAAAH8/BXak_9Jc3Qw/s320/Imagem2.png" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;icidade na Infância...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;A Psicomotricidade surge como um recurso de extrema importância para o desenvolvimento harmonioso da criança, pois é pelo movimento que a criança se relaciona com o mundo, com os objectos e com os outros e através do qual desenvolve a inteligência e pacifica os seus estados emocionais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Quais os objectivos da Intervenção em Psicomotricidade?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;· Estimular o desenvolvimento psicomotor&lt;br /&gt;· Promover o potencial de aprendizagem e adaptabilidade psicossocial.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;A Psicomotricidade tem os mesmos objectivos de outras terapias, mas valoriza diferentes meios de expressão e comunicação, nomeadamente o ESPAÇO, os MATERIAIS e principalmente o CORPO.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Ao basear-se em experiências corporais (descoberta do mundo através do corpo), permite que haja a assimilação de noções fundamentais para chegar à expressão simbólica e abstracta (onde se inclui a escrita).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/Sret1TMb8MI/AAAAAAAAAIM/g02Ka8zDYU8/s1600-h/estimular_imaginacao.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Como?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Através de actividades que seguem os interesses e necessidades de cada criança e que procuram ser LÚDICAS e MOTIVANTES.&lt;br /&gt;*Jogos de regras, circuitos, construções, jogos de equipa, dramatizações, dança, música, relaxação…&lt;br /&gt;*Numa dinâmica individual ou grupal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Para que Problemas?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;· Dificuldades de Aprendizagem&lt;br /&gt;· Perturbação da Hiperactividade&lt;br /&gt;· Défice de Atenção&lt;br /&gt;· Perturbação do Espectro do Autismo&lt;br /&gt;· Síndroma de Asperger&lt;br /&gt;· Défice Cognitivo&lt;br /&gt;· Atraso de Desenvolvimento&lt;br /&gt;· Deficiência Motora (ex: Paralisia Cerebral)&lt;br /&gt;· Trissomia 21&lt;br /&gt;· Deficiências Sensoriais (visual, auditiva)&lt;br /&gt;· Perturbação da relação e da comunicação&lt;br /&gt;· Problemas de Comportamento&lt;br /&gt;· Outros&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cláudia Duarte&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Técnica de Psicomotricidade (Torres Vedras e Lisboa)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Contactos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E-mail: claudiassd@gmail.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mais informações em:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;www.appsicomotricidade.org&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5288432728122682023-156472770474046834?l=sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/feeds/156472770474046834/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/2009/09/psicomotricidade.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5288432728122682023/posts/default/156472770474046834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5288432728122682023/posts/default/156472770474046834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/2009/09/psicomotricidade.html' title='A 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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/SrOGATvIyxI/AAAAAAAAAHk/aiNM8LATD6k/s1600-h/DSC05878.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/SrOGATvIyxI/AAAAAAAAAHk/aiNM8LATD6k/s1600-h/DSC05878.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/SrOGATvIyxI/AAAAAAAAAHk/aiNM8LATD6k/s1600-h/DSC05878.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/SrOGATvIyxI/AAAAAAAAAHk/aiNM8LATD6k/s1600-h/DSC05878.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/SrOGATvIyxI/AAAAAAAAAHk/aiNM8LATD6k/s1600-h/DSC05878.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/SrOGATvIyxI/AAAAAAAAAHk/aiNM8LATD6k/s1600-h/DSC05878.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Acabei, finalmente, a minha primeira caixa feita com a técnica do guardanapo. Ficou gira, não ficou?;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5288432728122682023-4043834780880278560?l=sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/feeds/4043834780880278560/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/2009/09/cha-simpatico.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5288432728122682023/posts/default/4043834780880278560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5288432728122682023/posts/default/4043834780880278560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/2009/09/cha-simpatico.html' title='Chá Simpático'/><author><name>Cláudia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10952828397814905248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/SrOFNAV3Q2I/AAAAAAAAAHc/8H6f2LWm7zQ/s72-c/DSC05876.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5288432728122682023.post-7874822422437911707</id><published>2009-09-15T06:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T12:11:36.394-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Autismo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hipoterapia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Livros'/><title type='text'>O Menino e o Cavalo…Uma História Real de Amor a um Filho</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/Sq-RXfRgUxI/AAAAAAAAAHU/9mH1NRAecFM/s1600-h/imagem212.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 212px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381679912448971538" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4bCVirjaDCY/Sq-RXfRgUxI/AAAAAAAAAHU/9mH1NRAecFM/s320/imagem212.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;“Sem hesitar, Rowan abriu os braços e envolveu a grande cabeça castanha de Betsy, que estava suficientemente baixa para ele a poder alcançar. Depois deu-lhe um beijo. Ao ser beijado, o animal ganhou uma expressão de uma ternura extraordinária, uma certa suavização do olhar, um deleitado semicerrar de pálpebras, com as suas longas e negras pestanas. Algo passara de um para o outro. Um tipo de comunicação directa que eu, o pai, um ser humano neurologicamente convencional, jamais poderia experienciar.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Rupert Isaacson, jornalista e antigo treinador de cavalos, sonhou com o melhor para o seu filho Rowan. Mas Rowan afastava-se dos sonhos do pai…era diferente das outras crianças…não falava, não brincava, refugiava-se num mundo próprio e só dele. Aos 3 anos foi-lhe diagnosticado &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AUTISMO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Rupert e a mulher Kristin (professora catedrática de Psicologia) tentaram todas as terapias na esperança de verem o seu filho mais estável, mas, ao invés ouviam gritos, aumentavam os espasmos e os ataques.&lt;br /&gt;O contacto com a natureza era das poucas coisas que acalmava Rowan e foi durante um passeio pelo bosque que o menino se afastou do pai, correu pelo prado, e se atirou para debaixo da égua Betsy. A égua submeteu-se espontaneamente à criança... Rowan tinha uma espécie de contacto directo com o animal e foi ganhando toda uma linguagem por montar.&lt;br /&gt;Para além dos cavalos, havia algo mais que tinha um impacto positivo sobre Rowan…o Xamanismo (Rowan tinha estado em contacto com um grupo de curandeiros nos EUA). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Rupert pensou, então, em combinar os cavalos com esta forma de tratamento…fazia o possível e o impossível pelo seu filho... E o impossível tornou-se na mais pura realidade quando, em 2007, esta família realizou uma viagem até às distantes estepes da Mongólia, local onde o primeiro cavalo foi domesticado. Durante esta viagem, grande parte feita a cavalo, procuraram ajuda dos curandeiros tradicionais e dos xamãs. Rowan fez o seu primeiro amigo e teve as suas primeiras conversas…ficou, ainda, curado das terríveis disfunções que o afligiam: a incontinência física e emocional, a ansiedade e a hiperactividade. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um livro extraordinário…Uma viagem sustentada pela &lt;strong&gt;Fé&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Esperança&lt;/strong&gt; e &lt;strong&gt;Amor&lt;/strong&gt;! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Nsjwmft67Dc"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sugestões de Leitura:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Revista &lt;em&gt;Equitação&lt;/em&gt;, Ano XIV, nº 79, Julho/Agosto 2009 - Entrevista de Rupert quando esteve em Portugal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sites a Visitar:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.narha.org/"&gt;http://www.narha.org/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.horseboyfundation.org/"&gt;http://www.horseboyfundation.org/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Informações sobre a prática de Equitação Terapêutica em Portugal:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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ti&lt;br /&gt;Chamo pelo teu nome…&lt;br /&gt;Tento alcançar-te, tocar-te e abraçar-te&lt;br /&gt;E nos teus segredos não me encontras…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afastas-te…choras…gritas&lt;br /&gt;Numa corporeidade ausente de sentido...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tu…de olhares perplexos e fixos…&lt;br /&gt;Num girar rítmico e obsessivo,&lt;br /&gt;Entoas estranhas palavras&lt;br /&gt;Que, incompreendidas, me sabem a silêncio…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque não me ouves?&lt;br /&gt;Porque não olhas para mim?&lt;br /&gt;Porque te afastas deste meu mundo que também é o teu?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aflijo-me ao querer encontrar o teu ser…&lt;br /&gt;E procuro compreender…&lt;br /&gt;Insisto, tento e persisto…Não desisto!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por fim, numa mesma canção…&lt;br /&gt;Encontro a melodia da tua alma…&lt;br /&gt;As vibrações do teu coração…&lt;br /&gt;O significado das tuas palavras…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aproximas-te e sinto o teu toque…suave e cauteloso…&lt;br /&gt;Ouço a verdade que há em ti&lt;br /&gt;Criança autêntica que és…&lt;br /&gt;Com desejos de correr, saltar e brincar…&lt;br /&gt;Queres estar aqui!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E é então…&lt;br /&gt;Que te olho nos olhos e vejo…&lt;br /&gt;Que olhas para mim…inocente…&lt;br /&gt;Nos teus olhos, estás a sorrir genuinamente… &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5288432728122682023-8124941416793708966?l=sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/feeds/8124941416793708966/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sorrisosnoolhar.blogspot.com/2009/08/sorrisos-no-olhar.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5288432728122682023/posts/default/8124941416793708966'/><link 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