<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255957704226727270</id><updated>2011-11-24T11:55:44.352+01:00</updated><category term='invierno'/><category term='convivencia'/><category term='club da calceta'/><category term='fomento'/><category term='pintura'/><category term='colonialismo'/><category term='manga'/><category term='3º'/><category term='cómic'/><category term='sentimentos'/><category term='mar'/><category term='Museo Verbum'/><category term='violencia de xénero'/><category term='home'/><category term='respeto'/><category term='literatura galega'/><category term='cartas'/><category term='vellez'/><category term='clausura curso'/><category term='Kafka'/><category term='educación'/><category term='grupos'/><category term='inmigración'/><category term='Bagdad'/><category term='Perozo'/><category term='Xapón'/><category term='adolescencia'/><category term='violencia'/><category term='discriminación'/><category term='guerra'/><category term='amizade'/><category term='consumismo'/><category term='Moodle'/><category term='muller'/><category term='lecturas'/><category term='primeiro'/><category term='machismo'/><category term='Metamorfose'/><category term='coordinación'/><category term='solidariedade'/><category term='Embívicus'/><category term='humor'/><category term='clásicos rusos'/><category term='familia'/><category term='lectura'/><category term='infancia'/><category term='salinger. centeo'/><category term='Carreiro'/><category term='literatura francesa'/><category term='foro'/><category term='4º'/><category term='segundo'/><category term='Jaureguizar'/><category term='misterio'/><category term='traballo'/><category term='Clube de lectura 12'/><category term='Millás'/><category term='amor'/><category term='Marcos Calveiro'/><category term='Arrugas'/><category term='novela negra'/><category term='historia'/><category term='novela'/><category term='literatura española'/><category term='teatro'/><category term='xenofobia'/><category term='tempo'/><category term='literatura norteamericana'/><category term='presentación'/><category term='poesía'/><category term='adultos'/><category term='cine'/><category term='Aya'/><category term='excursión 2008'/><category term='Iraq'/><category term='carteiro'/><title type='text'>Club de Lectura ARS LEGENDI</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>marmota</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09109687966772059718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3vwjKcNsPz8/SM9RNAzG_8I/AAAAAAAABJk/AIvRUHNAwQU/S220/silueta_de_la_sirena%5B1%5D.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>132</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255957704226727270.post-5001733447585172641</id><published>2011-11-24T11:55:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-24T11:55:44.360+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='violencia de xénero'/><title type='text'>A cabeza de Medusa, Marilar Aleixandre.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GDto_GTnLj0/Ts4impGKhcI/AAAAAAAAAHg/NPQJreIA0D8/s1600/medusa.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GDto_GTnLj0/Ts4impGKhcI/AAAAAAAAAHg/NPQJreIA0D8/s1600/medusa.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Seguindo co tema trimestral, a violencia de xénero, as rapazas que integran o clube de lectura de 4º cóntannnos que lles pareceu este libro:&lt;br /&gt;Victoria : " A min o libro gustoume.O que máis me gustou foi que Sofía acabara con Rubén, e o apoio do seu irmán. O que menos me gustou foi que , despois da violación todos actuaban coma se nada pasasee as amigas non teñen confianza entre elas. Todo o libro está ben menos o final."&lt;br /&gt;Coincide con esta opinión Ainhoa :" É un libro moi interesante polo tema que toca, do que non se adoita escribir. O libro gustoume, excepto a relación de Lupe e Sofía. Parece que a violación que sufriron consome a súa amizade. "&lt;br /&gt;A Noelia non lle gustou , nin entende, " a frialdade entre as rapazas e os damais compañeiros. Tampouco o final do libro.Para min o libro estaría sen acabar" .Claro, e os violadores? Cóllenos, castíganos?... &lt;br /&gt;Para Gemma, "o libro é moi interesante, tampouco me gustou o final, non saber que pasa cos violadores, nin a relación entre as amigas."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4255957704226727270-5001733447585172641?l=clarslegendi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/feeds/5001733447585172641/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2011/11/cabeza-de-medusa-marilar-aleixandre.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/5001733447585172641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/5001733447585172641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2011/11/cabeza-de-medusa-marilar-aleixandre.html' title='A cabeza de Medusa, Marilar Aleixandre.'/><author><name>Sara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09463268014938923274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PuQXlYf5Kbw/SraG5xOZGbI/AAAAAAAAAAs/A4lQSso4w6E/S220/sara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GDto_GTnLj0/Ts4impGKhcI/AAAAAAAAAHg/NPQJreIA0D8/s72-c/medusa.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255957704226727270.post-3175058829098022915</id><published>2011-11-24T11:39:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-24T11:39:26.215+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='violencia de xénero'/><title type='text'>O inferno de Marta, P. Alapont</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vQaYPTDmzEk/Ts4etHTs3FI/AAAAAAAAAHY/nE7jNpEzpO0/s1600/o+inferno+de+marta.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vQaYPTDmzEk/Ts4etHTs3FI/AAAAAAAAAHY/nE7jNpEzpO0/s1600/o+inferno+de+marta.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Os rapaces e rapazas do clube de lectura de 1º da ESo leron este libro e coinciden nas súas opinións:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Ricardo cre que é un libro moi bo polo tema que aborda, os malos tratos, pero pódese mellorar: " Para min ten algúns fallos, por exemplo, as opinións dos personaxes sobre os feitos doutros son ilóxicas, e a actuación das amigas de Marta é moi estraña...parece que pasan dela aínda que logo volvan a axudala. Tampouco ten sentido a personalidade de Marta . Non resulta crible que Marta lle regale unha moto a seu mozo e os pais nin se inmutan,non interveñen para nada."&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; O mesmo opina Noelia , que saca a conclusión de que " as amigas de Marta son tontas. Non me gustou o libro porque as amigasnon me gustaron nada. " De feito , cando nos xuntabamos para comentar o libro , resutaba inverosímil que as amigas non fixeran nada e un antigo&amp;nbsp; profesor que pasa polo bar, nada máis ver a Marta e a seu mozo tomando un café, xa detecta o problema e intervén de heroe salvador. &lt;br /&gt;Enténdese a posición de Marta, pois desde dentro xa sabemos que é máis difícil darse de conta das cousa, pero non se entende ese desapego dos pais, que só aparecen cando lles presenta ao su mozo, e a posttura máis criticable é a das amigas.&lt;br /&gt;Paula dinos: " gustoume o libro, aínda que as amigas de Marta parecéronme algo tontas. Cando Héctor fala con Marta nótaselle que non lle fai moito caso. Cando foron á discoteca, Marta pareceume tonta coa reacción de Héctor. Eu non lla perdoaría." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4255957704226727270-3175058829098022915?l=clarslegendi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/feeds/3175058829098022915/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2011/11/o-inferno-de-marta-p-alapont.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/3175058829098022915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/3175058829098022915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2011/11/o-inferno-de-marta-p-alapont.html' title='O inferno de Marta, P. Alapont'/><author><name>Sara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09463268014938923274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PuQXlYf5Kbw/SraG5xOZGbI/AAAAAAAAAAs/A4lQSso4w6E/S220/sara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vQaYPTDmzEk/Ts4etHTs3FI/AAAAAAAAAHY/nE7jNpEzpO0/s72-c/o+inferno+de+marta.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255957704226727270.post-406940935766725988</id><published>2011-11-22T11:55:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T11:55:57.315+01:00</updated><title type='text'>DÍA INTERNACIONAL CONTRA A VIOLENCIA DE XÉNERO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Os alumnos e alumnas da Baña queremos conmemorar esta simbólica data do 25 de novembro, escollido internacionalmente para denunciar todo tipo de violencia .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;POR QUE O 25 DE NOVEMBRO?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Esta data foi escollida nun congreso feminista realizado en Colombia en 1981, para recordar o asasinato das irmás Mirabal a mans da policía secreta do dictador Trujillo, na República Dominicana en 1960. Os cadáveres, destrozados polas torturas,das&amp;nbsp; 3 irmás apareceron no fondo dun precipio.A forte reacción popular a este suceso precipitou a caída do dictador. Desde entón , estas mulleres simbolizan a loita e a resistencia fronte ao opresor para o movemento feminista da República Dominicana. Son coñecidas como as 3 bolboretas, alcume que tiñan na clandestinidade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;POR QUE NOS VESTIMOS DE VIOLETA?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;En marzo de 1908, nunha fábrica de algodón de Nova Iorque, as obreiras deciden poñerse en folga para protestar polas súas pésimas condicións laborais. O dono da fábrica téxtil, para poñer fin a esta folga, prendeulle lume ao edificio e morreron abrasadas 129 traballadoras.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Crese que se tomou a cor violeta como símbolo do feminismo porque era a cor das teas que se estaban tratando nese momento. Tamén se di que era a tonalidade do fume que desprendía o incendio.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Desde entón , o violeta é o símbolo das persoas que loitan para conseguir que as mulleres teñan os mesmos dereitos que os homes. Das persoas que procuran que ,ademais de que cambien as leis, cambie a mentalidade .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;O violeta era tamén unha cor que antigamente estaba reservada aos soberanos. Ninguén podía poñerse unha prenda desa cor baixo pena de morte. Por iso tamén representa o sangue real que corre polas veas de cada persoa que loita pola dignidade e pola liberdade dos seu semellantes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Por iso nós, a comunidade educativa do CPI S. Vicente, comprometémonos a ver a vida cunhas gafas violeta, traballando para eliminar as discriminacións e procurando unha convivencia xusta e igualitaria entre todas as persoas.&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/4255957704226727270-406940935766725988?l=clarslegendi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/feeds/406940935766725988/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2011/11/dia-internacional-contra-violencia-de.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/406940935766725988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/406940935766725988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2011/11/dia-internacional-contra-violencia-de.html' title='DÍA INTERNACIONAL CONTRA A VIOLENCIA DE XÉNERO'/><author><name>Sara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09463268014938923274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PuQXlYf5Kbw/SraG5xOZGbI/AAAAAAAAAAs/A4lQSso4w6E/S220/sara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255957704226727270.post-3692143430161055837</id><published>2011-10-06T16:59:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T16:59:50.659+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clube de lectura 12'/><title type='text'>Novo clube de lectura 2011-2012</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v-mWGOf0r9o/To3CRDSUB1I/AAAAAAAAAHI/34lr20jXLGg/s1600/06.10.2011-17.11.07_cl12A+Ban%25CC%2583a_30p.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v-mWGOf0r9o/To3CRDSUB1I/AAAAAAAAAHI/34lr20jXLGg/s320/06.10.2011-17.11.07_cl12A+Ban%25CC%2583a_30p.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Aquí estamos de novo, disfrutando do sol e dos libros no patio do CPI S. Vicente, con moita ilusión, e ganas de compartir as impresións sobre as nosas lecturas. GRAZAS! Grazas a tod@s por participar connosco. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4255957704226727270-3692143430161055837?l=clarslegendi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/feeds/3692143430161055837/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2011/10/novo-clube-de-lectura-2011-2012.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/3692143430161055837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/3692143430161055837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2011/10/novo-clube-de-lectura-2011-2012.html' title='Novo clube de lectura 2011-2012'/><author><name>Sara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09463268014938923274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PuQXlYf5Kbw/SraG5xOZGbI/AAAAAAAAAAs/A4lQSso4w6E/S220/sara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v-mWGOf0r9o/To3CRDSUB1I/AAAAAAAAAHI/34lr20jXLGg/s72-c/06.10.2011-17.11.07_cl12A+Ban%25CC%2583a_30p.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255957704226727270.post-146185312369616914</id><published>2011-10-04T11:26:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T12:03:09.808+02:00</updated><title type='text'>PARTICIPA NO CLUBE DE LECTURA 2011-2012</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hh304fv1B_g/TorY-8bB6cI/AAAAAAAAAHE/czOcxmuItpo/s1600/gafas+violeta.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" kca="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hh304fv1B_g/TorY-8bB6cI/AAAAAAAAAHE/czOcxmuItpo/s320/gafas+violeta.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Invitamos&amp;nbsp;ás persoas&amp;nbsp;interesadas na lectura e en compartir opinións sobre libros , a participar nesta nova &amp;nbsp;proposta do clube de lectura 2011-2012... Podedes participar , esteades estudando no CPI S. Vicente, ou non, pois tamén tedes un clube de lectura de adultos. Se vos apetece, contactade co Departamento de Normalización do Concello da Baña, do que é responsable Carme Pereiro , ou enviade un correo á Biblioteca do CPI S. Vicente. &lt;br /&gt;Este trimestre leremos obras relacionadas coa violencia de xénero, fenómeno que desgrazadamente ocupa a cotío as noticias ..e falaremos de todo o divino e o humano. As obras de que dispoñemos son:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;A cabeza de Medusa&lt;/u&gt;, de Marilar Alexandre...sobre a violación de 2 rapazas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;O inferno de Marta&lt;/u&gt;, de P. Alapont,&amp;nbsp;trata dunha relación entre unha universitaria e un rapaz maltratador da súa mesma idade&amp;nbsp;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;O diario violeta de Carlota,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/u&gt; de Gemma Lienas, que conta como Carlota anota no seu diario todas as situacións de desigualdade de xénero que observa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Para adultos podemos ler &lt;u&gt;Destrucción&lt;/u&gt; de Xabier Rodríguez López,&amp;nbsp; que narra como unha muller se vinga do seu home tras unha vida de maltratos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;De todos ofreceremos unha crítica expoñendo as opinións que suscita a lectura do libro entre os membros do clube.Hai que dicir que o problema de estes libros&amp;nbsp; é que ás veces sacrifican a calidade literaria a prol do tema, feito que quizais nos faga repensar o noso plan de traballo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Outro libro delicioso que recomendamos , aínda que trata máis da amizade&amp;nbsp; que da violencia de xénero,&amp;nbsp; é &lt;u&gt;Tardes con Margueritte&lt;/u&gt;,&amp;nbsp;de Marie Sabine Roger. Iso si, se todas as mulleres fixeran como a nai de Germain (je, je, tedes que lelo) , xa non se escribirían máis libros sobre o maltrato.&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/4255957704226727270-146185312369616914?l=clarslegendi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/feeds/146185312369616914/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2011/10/participa-no-clube-de-lectura-2011-2012.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/146185312369616914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/146185312369616914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2011/10/participa-no-clube-de-lectura-2011-2012.html' title='PARTICIPA NO CLUBE DE LECTURA 2011-2012'/><author><name>Sara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09463268014938923274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PuQXlYf5Kbw/SraG5xOZGbI/AAAAAAAAAAs/A4lQSso4w6E/S220/sara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hh304fv1B_g/TorY-8bB6cI/AAAAAAAAAHE/czOcxmuItpo/s72-c/gafas+violeta.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255957704226727270.post-2601574747903714275</id><published>2011-06-03T19:45:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2011-06-04T18:49:24.251+02:00</updated><title type='text'>El salvaje, Antonio García LLorca.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IkumOWTAd2o/Tekdv33SHoI/AAAAAAAAAFU/GWuu_tpbdKI/s1600/el_salvaje_antoni_garcia_llorca.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IkumOWTAd2o/Tekdv33SHoI/AAAAAAAAAFU/GWuu_tpbdKI/s320/el_salvaje_antoni_garcia_llorca.jpg" width="212" border="0" height="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  Rematamos o clube de lectura este ano coa lectura deste libro, &lt;u&gt;El&lt;/u&gt; &lt;u&gt;salvaje&lt;/u&gt;, do que os alumnos de 2º elaboraron o seguinte comentario:&lt;br /&gt; " Este libro xira en torno á vida de Bernabé, un neno vendido polo seu pai para ir traballar ao val. Alí fórmase como o que será o resto da súa vida.&lt;br /&gt;  Nese lugar pasa unha boa infancia, pero o arrincan do val sen preguntar e o levan a un orfanato.&lt;br /&gt;  A vida de Bernabé resúmese entre o val e o orfanato, onde queren que sexa unha persoa pero non o tratan como tal.&lt;br /&gt; A diversidade existe, e temos que respectala. Cada un é o rei da súa propia zona.&lt;br /&gt; Para disfrutar como un salvaxe....le este libro!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4255957704226727270-2601574747903714275?l=clarslegendi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/feeds/2601574747903714275/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2011/06/el-salvaje-antonio-garcia-llorca.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/2601574747903714275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/2601574747903714275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2011/06/el-salvaje-antonio-garcia-llorca.html' title='El salvaje, Antonio García LLorca.'/><author><name>Sara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09463268014938923274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PuQXlYf5Kbw/SraG5xOZGbI/AAAAAAAAAAs/A4lQSso4w6E/S220/sara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IkumOWTAd2o/Tekdv33SHoI/AAAAAAAAAFU/GWuu_tpbdKI/s72-c/el_salvaje_antoni_garcia_llorca.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255957704226727270.post-4132534867615375014</id><published>2011-05-24T10:54:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T10:54:28.988+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Os ollos do tangaleirón, Neira Cruz</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Lena ( outra vez unha rapaza adolescente protagonista) ,debido ás investigacións &amp;nbsp;do seu tío Malaquías, especialista en criptozooloxía, vai buscar nas montañas dos&amp;nbsp;Ancares a un tangaleirón para protexelo de codiciosos intereses. E que é este&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; animal ? un ser que &amp;nbsp;recorda aos lendarios Pés Grandes. Alí Lena coñecerá a Abel, un adolescente cuns marabillosos ollos azuis..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3tTLG7b1lKI/TdtyOHxVLqI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/QWuu8szhQq8/s1600/tangaleiron.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3tTLG7b1lKI/TdtyOHxVLqI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/QWuu8szhQq8/s1600/tangaleiron.jpg" t8="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;As rapazas de 1º gustoulles este libro, pero menos que o de &lt;u&gt;Valdemuller&lt;/u&gt;, quizais porque o ven un pouco máis infantil, segundo Melania...e os temas de namoramentos adolescentes..xa son un pouco repetitivos. A parte máxica, común con &lt;u&gt;Valdemuller&lt;/u&gt; tampouco enganchou a este esixente grupo de lectoras..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4255957704226727270-4132534867615375014?l=clarslegendi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/feeds/4132534867615375014/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2011/05/os-ollos-do-tangaleiron-neira-cruz.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/4132534867615375014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/4132534867615375014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2011/05/os-ollos-do-tangaleiron-neira-cruz.html' title='Os ollos do tangaleirón, Neira Cruz'/><author><name>Sara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09463268014938923274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PuQXlYf5Kbw/SraG5xOZGbI/AAAAAAAAAAs/A4lQSso4w6E/S220/sara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3tTLG7b1lKI/TdtyOHxVLqI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/QWuu8szhQq8/s72-c/tangaleiron.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255957704226727270.post-1102436099931952570</id><published>2011-05-24T10:39:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T10:39:19.885+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Valdemuller, X.A. Neira Cruz</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7wvVol6ibdI/Tdtupr9MMXI/AAAAAAAAAFM/BgHcOFM2Oic/s1600/valdemuller.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7wvVol6ibdI/Tdtupr9MMXI/AAAAAAAAAFM/BgHcOFM2Oic/s1600/valdemuller.bmp" t8="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;As persoas integrantes do clube de lectura de 1º de ESO escolleron 2 obras de Neira Cruz para finalizar este percorrido polos libros&amp;nbsp;: &lt;u&gt;Valdemuller &lt;/u&gt;e &lt;u&gt;Os ollos do tangaleirón&lt;/u&gt;. &amp;nbsp;Preferiron por goleada &lt;u&gt;Valdemuller&lt;/u&gt;. A Nuria gustoulle&amp;nbsp;a protagonista Mina, porque "calquera rapaza adolescente se pode sentir identificada con ela, e porque en toda familia soe haber unha ovella negra" , neste caso a tía da protagonista, persoa que resulta ser moi interesante , cunhas vivencias que axudan á rapaza a madurar e a descubrir outra visión da vida. Quizais a viaxe que realiza Mina cando recibe o&amp;nbsp; colgante en forma de estrela que lle revela a existencia da súa parente ata entón descoñecida resulta ás veces algo pesada, e a mestura de maxia e realidade como os lobos que axudan á rapaza porque a súa tía é algo meiga, resulta pouco crible segundo as nosas lectoras...pero en xeral foi ben acollido. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4255957704226727270-1102436099931952570?l=clarslegendi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/feeds/1102436099931952570/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2011/05/valdemuller-xa-neira-cruz.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/1102436099931952570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/1102436099931952570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2011/05/valdemuller-xa-neira-cruz.html' title='Valdemuller, X.A. Neira Cruz'/><author><name>Sara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09463268014938923274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PuQXlYf5Kbw/SraG5xOZGbI/AAAAAAAAAAs/A4lQSso4w6E/S220/sara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7wvVol6ibdI/Tdtupr9MMXI/AAAAAAAAAFM/BgHcOFM2Oic/s72-c/valdemuller.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255957704226727270.post-7815257994600518652</id><published>2011-05-09T10:54:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T10:54:15.447+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Othello, Shakespeare.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;As marabillosas alumnas de 4º seguen lendo a Shakespeare na súa lingua orixinal, axudadas pola súa non menos marabillosa profe de inglés Salomé. Aquí tedes o seu comentario:&lt;br /&gt;" We are reading Othello, a very famous play by Shakespeare. Othello is a black general of the Venetian army who suffers Yagos enuy, his alleged friend. Yago convinces Othello with his lies that his wifw has an adventure with another man. Othello is very jealous so he changes. &lt;br /&gt;Read it untill the end, it is a very interesting story. " &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-125YEt6sbYU/TcerlbxcScI/AAAAAAAAAFI/-itYEvbKt1k/s1600/otelo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-125YEt6sbYU/TcerlbxcScI/AAAAAAAAAFI/-itYEvbKt1k/s1600/otelo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Andrea e Lorena"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4255957704226727270-7815257994600518652?l=clarslegendi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/feeds/7815257994600518652/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2011/05/othello-shakespeare.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/7815257994600518652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/7815257994600518652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2011/05/othello-shakespeare.html' title='Othello, Shakespeare.'/><author><name>Sara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09463268014938923274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PuQXlYf5Kbw/SraG5xOZGbI/AAAAAAAAAAs/A4lQSso4w6E/S220/sara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-125YEt6sbYU/TcerlbxcScI/AAAAAAAAAFI/-itYEvbKt1k/s72-c/otelo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255957704226727270.post-6051438570245264817</id><published>2011-04-26T12:34:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T12:34:31.991+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='novela negra'/><title type='text'>Dez negriños, Agatha Christie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Grazas á amabilidade do CPI Tomás de Lemos de Ribadavia, os alumnos de 3ª están intrigados intentando descubrir ao asasino da novela (logo levada ao cine) &lt;u&gt;Dez negriños.&lt;/u&gt; O que máis gusta da novela é que fai sentir ao lector como un protagonista máis da mesma. Só a unha persoa tan imaxinativa como Agatha Christie se lle podía ocorrer unha novela de misterio&amp;nbsp;con &amp;nbsp;dez asasinatos baseándose nunha canción de berce, titulada&amp;nbsp; "ten little indians",ou &amp;nbsp;"ten little niggers"&amp;nbsp;e na versión politicamente correcta "ten little soldiers"...Na Illa do Negro son reunidas dez persoas descoñecidas entre si&amp;nbsp; invitadas por un misterioso anfitrión..Un disco&amp;nbsp;gravado explica que cada persoa cometeu algún crime ao longo da súa vida e deberá pagar por iso. Un a un, como os dez negriños da canción van sendo asasinados...pero na illa non hai ninguén..e cando sospeitas dun ....morre...&amp;nbsp;( Dos 17 que forman o club de lectura só unha intelixente lectora adiviñou quen é o asasino)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-991iI3BF7Mw/Tbafkkwx3tI/AAAAAAAAAFA/C0wxYrJPXdw/s1600/agatha_christie_80.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" i8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-991iI3BF7Mw/Tbafkkwx3tI/AAAAAAAAAFA/C0wxYrJPXdw/s1600/agatha_christie_80.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yseA9oxAD6A/TbafnLDOXFI/AAAAAAAAAFE/1wK10hV6FSM/s1600/dez+negri%25C3%25B1os.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" i8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yseA9oxAD6A/TbafnLDOXFI/AAAAAAAAAFE/1wK10hV6FSM/s1600/dez+negri%25C3%25B1os.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;É recomendable ver a película despois de ler o libro (aínda que é un pouco antiga, pero moi interesante..)&amp;nbsp; Tamén existe outra que recrea a&amp;nbsp;fascinante biografía da autora titulada &lt;u&gt;Agatha,&lt;/u&gt; con Vanessa Redgrave e Dustin Hofman, aínda que quizais non moi fiel á realidade..serve para achegarnos&amp;nbsp;a esta prolífica autora e non menos interesante muller.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4255957704226727270-6051438570245264817?l=clarslegendi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/feeds/6051438570245264817/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2011/04/dez-negrinos-agatha-christie.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/6051438570245264817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/6051438570245264817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2011/04/dez-negrinos-agatha-christie.html' title='Dez negriños, Agatha Christie'/><author><name>Sara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09463268014938923274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PuQXlYf5Kbw/SraG5xOZGbI/AAAAAAAAAAs/A4lQSso4w6E/S220/sara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-991iI3BF7Mw/Tbafkkwx3tI/AAAAAAAAAFA/C0wxYrJPXdw/s72-c/agatha_christie_80.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255957704226727270.post-1236584004164719018</id><published>2011-04-26T10:31:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T10:31:50.252+02:00</updated><title type='text'>O señor Ibrahim e as flores do Corán. Eric- Emmmanuel Schmitt.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X6RGzF5d_YY/TbaC7cgjc8I/AAAAAAAAAE8/32Esosu7yus/s1600/El_senor_Ibrahim_y_las_flores_del_Coran-564548345-large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" i8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X6RGzF5d_YY/TbaC7cgjc8I/AAAAAAAAAE8/32Esosu7yus/s320/El_senor_Ibrahim_y_las_flores_del_Coran-564548345-large.jpg" width="234px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Os alumnos de 1º quedaron sorprendidos e encantados coa lectura deste libro, aínda que algúns se amosaron indignados polo comportamento dalgún personaxe. Janet non pode entender como unha nai pode marchar cun dos seus fillos e deixar ao irmán pequeno ao coidado do pai...e moito menos que un pai deixe ao seu fillo adolescente sen máis explicación que unha nota no chan. Pero estes comportamentos aclararanse pouco a pouco a medida que profundiza a trama da novela : a tenra amizade entre un rapaz xudeu e un tendeiro musulmán que aporta a esperienza da madurez no París dos anos 60 . Dúas persoas aparentemente moi distintas pero no esencial moi similares. Hai unha fermosa película francesa que é bastante fiel ao libro , moi recomendable para ver despois da&amp;nbsp; súa lectura e ter un debate posterior sobre as relacións humanas, o multiculturalismo, as diferentes crenzas relixiosas..e a esperanza nas persoas&amp;nbsp;por&amp;nbsp;encima de&amp;nbsp;todo. En palabras do señor Ibrahim :." Cando se quere aprender algo, non se colle un libro. Fálase con alguén." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4255957704226727270-1236584004164719018?l=clarslegendi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/feeds/1236584004164719018/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2011/04/o-senor-ibrahim-e-as-flores-do-coran.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/1236584004164719018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/1236584004164719018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2011/04/o-senor-ibrahim-e-as-flores-do-coran.html' title='O señor Ibrahim e as flores do Corán. Eric- Emmmanuel Schmitt.'/><author><name>Sara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09463268014938923274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PuQXlYf5Kbw/SraG5xOZGbI/AAAAAAAAAAs/A4lQSso4w6E/S220/sara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X6RGzF5d_YY/TbaC7cgjc8I/AAAAAAAAAE8/32Esosu7yus/s72-c/El_senor_Ibrahim_y_las_flores_del_Coran-564548345-large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255957704226727270.post-6618468179654949557</id><published>2011-04-12T10:49:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T10:49:16.989+02:00</updated><title type='text'>El síndrome Mozart, Gonzalo Moure.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JRuUdKYDpDA/TaQR1Bvd6FI/AAAAAAAAAE4/nF4GROKNMkQ/s1600/gonzalo-moure.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" i8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JRuUdKYDpDA/TaQR1Bvd6FI/AAAAAAAAAE4/nF4GROKNMkQ/s1600/gonzalo-moure.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Tras algunha deserción do clube de lectura e dalgún cambio de libro, xa que o escollido non convencía aos lectores, 2º da ESO animouse a ler &lt;u&gt;El síndrome Mozart&lt;/u&gt;, de Gonzalo Moure.&amp;nbsp; O autor declarou nunha entrevista que empezou a pensar no tema do libro grazas á lectura dun artigo médico sobre a síndrome de Williams, deficiencia xenética que provoca un retraso mental pero que non impide desenvolver unha extraordinaria capacidade musical. Esta é a síndrome que padece Irene,a protagonista do libro,e que quizais padecera Mozart,&amp;nbsp;e que investiga o seu pai neurólogo. Aínda que esta deficiencia provoca tamén dificultades para relacinarse, non impide que Irene se vaia nanorando de Tomi. Unha das lectoras de 2º, Eva Iglesias cóntanos máis sobre o argumento do libro:&amp;nbsp;" Irene é unha rapaza de 17 anos que cambiou o violín polo piano, e ten dous bos amigos: Tesa e Yárchik. A Tesa gústalle a música pop, Yárchik prefire a clásica. O pai de Irene quere que coñeza a Tomás, un rapaz&amp;nbsp; que tamén posúe a síndrome de Williams...xuntos aprenderán moitas cousas importantes...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4255957704226727270-6618468179654949557?l=clarslegendi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/feeds/6618468179654949557/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2011/04/el-sindrome-mozart-gonzalo-moure.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/6618468179654949557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/6618468179654949557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2011/04/el-sindrome-mozart-gonzalo-moure.html' title='El síndrome Mozart, Gonzalo Moure.'/><author><name>Sara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09463268014938923274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PuQXlYf5Kbw/SraG5xOZGbI/AAAAAAAAAAs/A4lQSso4w6E/S220/sara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JRuUdKYDpDA/TaQR1Bvd6FI/AAAAAAAAAE4/nF4GROKNMkQ/s72-c/gonzalo-moure.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255957704226727270.post-8419119604953246673</id><published>2011-01-11T12:40:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T12:40:32.181+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Quérote, Úrsula Heinze</title><content type='html'>As alumnas de 1º, axconselladas pola súa profe Nati, escoleron como 2º libro do clube de lectura &lt;u&gt;Quérote&lt;/u&gt;. María José Paredes tivo a mabilidade de comentalo para nós:&lt;br /&gt;"Sabela é unha rapaza duns 15 anos un pouco regordecha, o que acomplexa. É moi amiga de Ainoa, que un día lle presenta o seu irmán e namórase....&lt;br /&gt;Este libro pareceume cargado de emocións.&lt;br /&gt;Gustoume moito ler como unha adolescente conta no seu diario as súas penas e alegrías, a súa forma de ver a vida.&lt;br /&gt;Encantoume cómo a escritora transmite ao lector ese sentimento de inocencia mediante unha&amp;nbsp; adolescente. Paréceme un libro ben presentado e ben narrado. O vocabulario que utiliza esté moi ben estructurado, con palabras tradicionais galegas e con ese toque de galeguismo que tanto me gusta.&lt;br /&gt;É un gran libro!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PuQXlYf5Kbw/TSxBo-r_2JI/AAAAAAAAAEw/J1W1ndCQqSI/s1600/querote.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PuQXlYf5Kbw/TSxBo-r_2JI/AAAAAAAAAEw/J1W1ndCQqSI/s1600/querote.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A verdade é que despois dunha crítica tan entusiasta dan ganas de lelo. Animádesvos?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4255957704226727270-8419119604953246673?l=clarslegendi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/feeds/8419119604953246673/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2011/01/querote-ursula-heinze.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/8419119604953246673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/8419119604953246673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2011/01/querote-ursula-heinze.html' title='Quérote, Úrsula Heinze'/><author><name>Sara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09463268014938923274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PuQXlYf5Kbw/SraG5xOZGbI/AAAAAAAAAAs/A4lQSso4w6E/S220/sara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PuQXlYf5Kbw/TSxBo-r_2JI/AAAAAAAAAEw/J1W1ndCQqSI/s72-c/querote.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255957704226727270.post-2316390747435710915</id><published>2010-12-14T12:30:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T12:47:42.006+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='colonialismo'/><title type='text'>El sueño del celta, Vargas LLosa</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Acabamos de ler &lt;u&gt;El sueño del celta&lt;/u&gt;, &amp;nbsp;a novela de Vargas LLosa sobre Roger Casement, personaxe histórico sobre o cal se documentou profusamente. Segundo o autor , o protagonista é " un dos grandes loitadores anticolonialistas e defensores dos dereitos humanos e das culturas indíxenas do seu tempo e un sacrificado combatente pola liberación de Irlanda."&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Dividido en 3 partes, na 1ª conta como un xove Casement remonta o río Congo en 1903, nunha viaxe que lle cambiaría a vida, redactando como cónsul británico un informe no que detalla o xenocidio dos indíxenas no chamado Congo Belga, por ser explotado polo Rei belga Leopoldo II, baixo a aquiescencia do resto de potencias europeas. Nesta viaxe coñece a Conrad, e atribúe o mal estado de saúde do escritor " non ás desgrazas físicas que se encarnizaron con el, senón á corrupción moral, a corrupción da alma que invade todo o país" que describiría en &lt;u&gt;O corazon do negror. &lt;/u&gt;A diferenza está en que esta novela é unha parábola segundo a cal África volve bárbaros aos civilizados europeos mentres que o &lt;u&gt;Informe sobre o Congo &lt;/u&gt;de Casement amosa o contrario: que fomos os europeos os que levamos alá as peores barbaries.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Na 2ª parte, o protagonista avalado polo seu gran prestixio, é enviado á Amazonia para denunciar a explotación dos indíxenas peruanos que son dezmados pola extración de caucho. Repítense os horrores presenciados no Congo ante a total pasividade das autoridades.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Nestas viaxes toma conciencia do via crucis dos pobos colonizados: "A situación de Irlanda lle doía como nunca antes (....) trataría de convencer aos irlandeses de que se querían a liberdade terían que conquistala con arroxo e sacrificio". Na 3ª parte implícase na loita pola súa patria, feito que lle acarrea&amp;nbsp;ser tratado de traidor, motivo das reflexións do protagonista xa na 1ª páxina na que repasa a súa vida desde o cárcere.&lt;br /&gt;Estas lecturas pódense completar con &lt;u&gt;Sete casas en Francia&lt;/u&gt; , de Bernardo Atxaga, editada por Factoría K,nunha espléndida tradución, ao igual que a obra antes recomendada de Conrad.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; Atxaga inicia a súa obra tamén en 1903, ano en que Chrysostome Liege asina un contrato para servir ao rei Leopoldo na Force Publique no Congo. A súa chegada provoca un cambio substancial no estado das cousas ...De lectura trepidante, cunha mistura de humor negro e sarcasmo, os libros de Atxaga nunca decepcionan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PuQXlYf5Kbw/TQdVWjaD3bI/AAAAAAAAAEg/V3eHYHqdoJ0/s1600/el+sue%25C3%25B1o+del+celta.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PuQXlYf5Kbw/TQdVWjaD3bI/AAAAAAAAAEg/V3eHYHqdoJ0/s1600/el+sue%25C3%25B1o+del+celta.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Estas 3 obras arriba comentadas están na biblio á vosa disposición.&amp;nbsp;Se a alguén lle interesa saber algo máis sobre o colonialismo español ...(si , houbo...a nós tocounos Guinea Ecuatorial na Conferencia de Berlín de 1884) hai un ensaio apaixonante: &lt;u&gt;Un guardia civil en la selva&lt;/u&gt;, de Gustau Nerín . O garda civil Julián Ayala é encargado de explotar o país dezmando á poboación. No franquismo continúa a situación grazas a Víctor Suances, alcumado "o que asa" pola súa afección a queimar aos nativos...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4255957704226727270-2316390747435710915?l=clarslegendi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/feeds/2316390747435710915/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2010/12/el-sue%C3%B1o-del-celta-vargas-llosa.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/2316390747435710915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/2316390747435710915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2010/12/el-sue%C3%B1o-del-celta-vargas-llosa.html' title='El sueño del celta, Vargas LLosa'/><author><name>Sara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09463268014938923274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PuQXlYf5Kbw/SraG5xOZGbI/AAAAAAAAAAs/A4lQSso4w6E/S220/sara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PuQXlYf5Kbw/TQdVWjaD3bI/AAAAAAAAAEg/V3eHYHqdoJ0/s72-c/el+sue%25C3%25B1o+del+celta.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255957704226727270.post-8829332650641445460</id><published>2010-11-02T17:22:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T10:01:31.396+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Canto lemos os da ESO!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PuQXlYf5Kbw/TNJ2GcETu3I/AAAAAAAAAEc/rodaRoqS8mo/s1600/IMG_4042.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PuQXlYf5Kbw/TNJ2GcETu3I/AAAAAAAAAEc/rodaRoqS8mo/s320/IMG_4042.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Comezou con moita forza o novo club de lectura dos alumnos da ESO 2010-2011.&lt;br /&gt;Os de 1º, coa súa profe Nati, comezaron a ler un libro de gran popularidade : &lt;u&gt;Kafka y la muñeca viajera&lt;/u&gt;, de Jordi Sierra. Inspirado nun feito real, conta como o autor de A metamorfose convértese en carteiro dunha moneca para consolar a unha pequena que choraba porque a acababa de perder.Kafka dille que, en realidade, a moneca marchou de viaxe..&lt;br /&gt;Os de 2º, guiados por Ánxeles, escolleron &lt;u&gt;Montañas como islas&lt;/u&gt;, de Forrest Carter. Seguimos as aventuras de Pequena Árbore, neno de 5 anos que, tras quedar orfo, vai vivir cos seus avós cheroquis. Entre o avó, que sinte un profundo respecto pola natureza, e a avoa que le a Shakespeare, o neno aprende a escoitar a voz da Terra.&lt;br /&gt;E falando de Shakespeare... é o autor escollido por 3º e 4º, que non só se atreven cun xénero pouco lido, como é o teatro , senón que incluso o len&amp;nbsp; na súa lingua orixinal, en inglés! Os de 3º len &lt;u&gt;O Rei Lear,&lt;/u&gt; en palabras de Victoria Barbeira :" This book tells the story of a king of England , King Lear, who asked his tree daughters to tell him how much they loved him. The two oldest are very false, and they told him that they loved a lot, but the younger sister didn't say nothing, so the king deserted her . After this , he also deserted his oldest daughters, because when he went to their houses, they didn't treat him well. King Lear has several friends that help him work out a solution..."&lt;br /&gt;E as de 4º están con... &lt;u&gt;Hamlet &lt;/u&gt;. Deste drama cóntannos Andrea e Lorena: " It is the story of Hamlet, prince of Denmark. He discovered that his uncle had killed his father for to be the king. Hamlet is very furious and he decided to kill his uncle for saving his father's soul.&lt;br /&gt;A drame whith ghosts, murders and blood... It's very interesting".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; Así que xa sabedes.... TO READ OR NOT TO READ... THAT'S THE QUESTION!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4255957704226727270-8829332650641445460?l=clarslegendi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/feeds/8829332650641445460/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2010/11/canto-lemos-os-da-eso.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/8829332650641445460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/8829332650641445460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2010/11/canto-lemos-os-da-eso.html' title='Canto lemos os da ESO!'/><author><name>Sara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09463268014938923274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PuQXlYf5Kbw/SraG5xOZGbI/AAAAAAAAAAs/A4lQSso4w6E/S220/sara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PuQXlYf5Kbw/TNJ2GcETu3I/AAAAAAAAAEc/rodaRoqS8mo/s72-c/IMG_4042.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255957704226727270.post-6884943885102308572</id><published>2010-10-05T16:32:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T19:51:21.602+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clásicos rusos'/><title type='text'>Almas muertas, Nikolai Gogol</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.google.es/imgres?imgurl=http://www.escritopara.es/blog/wp-content/uploads/2010/04/novedades_almas_muertas.jpg&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://www.escritopara.es/las-almas-muertas/&amp;amp;usg=__vRY8VvuZc8OdtSxwVTrn7h4gtuo=&amp;amp;h=318&amp;amp;w=200&amp;amp;sz=19&amp;amp;hl=es&amp;amp;start=0&amp;amp;zoom=1&amp;amp;tbnid=FU9W7UzmvoiwzM:&amp;amp;tbnh=125&amp;amp;tbnw=79&amp;amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3Dalmas%2Bmuertas%26hl%3Des%26biw%3D998%26bih%3D535%26gbv%3D2%26tbs%3Disch:1&amp;amp;itbs=1&amp;amp;iact=rc&amp;amp;dur=344&amp;amp;ei=-7SsTLabMYWSOqnpufcG&amp;amp;oei=-7SsTLabMYWSOqnpufcG&amp;amp;esq=1&amp;amp;page=1&amp;amp;ndsp=18&amp;amp;ved=1t:429,r:0,s:0&amp;amp;tx=43&amp;amp;ty=82"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 318px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3vwjKcNsPz8/TKy1gdpzq-I/AAAAAAAADhA/SHcVuAfqDYw/s400/novedades_almas_muertas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524990412197178338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Comezamos este curso 2010-2011 lendo no clube de lectura de adultos este clásico da literatura rusa do XIX.   O protagonista, Chíchikov, chega a unha cidade de provincias coa intención de introducirse nas capas máis altas da sociedade e levar a cabo un estraño negocio: a compra de almas mortas, é dicir servos ao servizo dun terrateniente, que os posúe como unha propiedade da facenda máis , pero que non están dados de baixa no censo, o que obriga aos amos a pagar por eles mentres non se leve a cabo a seguinte actualización do censo. Para que as quere?  (Desgrazadamente a contraportada xa se encarga de aclarárnolo, así que mellor non a leades).   Mediante  prolixas e en ocasións excesivamente minuciosas descricións, Gogol vai trazando un fresco dos estratos sociais da Rusia do XIX, na que a "base das virtudes humanas radica en tres materias fundamentais: a lingua francesa, indispensable para a felicidade da vida familiar; o piano, para proporcionar agradables momentos ao esposo, e finalmente a parte relacionada directamente coa economía doméstica: os labores de punto para a preparación de bolsiñas e outras sorpresas." Agrádanos o sutil punto de ironía do autor na selección de tipos humanos e a exposición dos seus comportamentos, para acabar resultando unha feroz crítica contra o capitalismo, o consumismo, a explotación dos seres humanos, vivir aparentando..Moderno, non si?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4255957704226727270-6884943885102308572?l=clarslegendi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/feeds/6884943885102308572/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2010/10/almas-muertas-nikolai-gogol.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/6884943885102308572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/6884943885102308572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2010/10/almas-muertas-nikolai-gogol.html' title='Almas muertas, Nikolai Gogol'/><author><name>Sara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09463268014938923274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PuQXlYf5Kbw/SraG5xOZGbI/AAAAAAAAAAs/A4lQSso4w6E/S220/sara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3vwjKcNsPz8/TKy1gdpzq-I/AAAAAAAADhA/SHcVuAfqDYw/s72-c/novedades_almas_muertas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255957704226727270.post-2849675891183469243</id><published>2010-06-28T15:49:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T08:26:50.345+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clausura curso'/><title type='text'>Despedida Curso 2009-2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div style="WIDTH: 415px; 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PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 5px" align="left"&gt;View more &lt;a href="http://www.slideshare.net/"&gt;presentations&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://www.slideshare.net/equipobiblio"&gt;equipobiblio&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;O pasado mércores 23 de xuño todos os membros do club de lectura &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Ars Legendi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; reuníronse no salón de actos para despedir o curso, recordar os mellores momentos e lecturas e dicir ata pronto aos que, por diferentes motivos, nos deixan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Así mesmo, recibimos todos un fermoso agasallo: unha camiseta co lema "&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tonto el que no lea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;" que levaremos con orgullo este verán, mentras disfrutamos das lecturas que imos devorar durante este tempo de descanso e lecer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4255957704226727270-2849675891183469243?l=clarslegendi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/feeds/2849675891183469243/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2010/06/despedida-curso-2009-2010.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/2849675891183469243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/2849675891183469243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2010/06/despedida-curso-2009-2010.html' title='Despedida Curso 2009-2010'/><author><name>marmota</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09109687966772059718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3vwjKcNsPz8/SM9RNAzG_8I/AAAAAAAABJk/AIvRUHNAwQU/S220/silueta_de_la_sirena%5B1%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255957704226727270.post-8340279627306449236</id><published>2010-06-24T17:40:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T17:40:45.427+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poesía'/><title type='text'>DISTANCIA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://jesuspina.com/Imagenes%20Quiron/2009/agosto/cercania.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="197" ru="true" src="http://jesuspina.com/Imagenes%20Quiron/2009/agosto/cercania.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d; font-size: large;"&gt;Yo la vi desvanecerse,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d; font-size: large;"&gt;la vi fundirse en la distancia,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d; font-size: large;"&gt;hacerse sueño para siempre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d; font-size: large;"&gt;Soplaba el Sur y sentí miedo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d; font-size: large;"&gt;Mediodía de oro crujiente,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d; font-size: large;"&gt;iluminado pan que el alma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d; font-size: large;"&gt;hambrienta come, renaciéndose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d; font-size: large;"&gt;Mar invisible tras los montes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d; font-size: large;"&gt;(Ahora las nubes, las mujeres,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d; font-size: large;"&gt;las perezosas barcas blancas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d; font-size: large;"&gt;habrán llegado para verse...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d; font-size: large;"&gt;Pinos altos, como humos quietos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d; font-size: large;"&gt;muy silenciosos y muy verdes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d; font-size: large;"&gt;(Jadeará el viento en las rocas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d; font-size: large;"&gt;furioso, mortalmente.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d; font-size: large;"&gt;Soplaba el Sur. Mirada última.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d; font-size: large;"&gt;Día final para aprenderme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d; font-size: large;"&gt;sus lecciones de luz, de música...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d; font-size: large;"&gt;...Luego la vi desvanecerse,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d; font-size: large;"&gt;la vi fundirse en la distancia,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d; font-size: large;"&gt;hacerse sueño para siempre...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d; font-size: large;"&gt;José Hierro, &lt;em&gt;Tierra sin nosotros&lt;/em&gt; (1947)&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/4255957704226727270-8340279627306449236?l=clarslegendi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/feeds/8340279627306449236/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2010/06/distancia.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/8340279627306449236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/8340279627306449236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2010/06/distancia.html' title='DISTANCIA'/><author><name>susana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03113262317257378533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SsznV1aO0rI/AAAAAAAABaU/MPaJ9T7bq8k/S220/L%C2%B4ENFER.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255957704226727270.post-8506291555579009421</id><published>2010-06-14T21:02:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T21:02:05.672+02:00</updated><title type='text'>CLAUSURA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/TBZ8fONPJXI/AAAAAAAABhM/Y3CNj3diRm4/s1600/tiempo-entre-manos.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qu="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/TBZ8fONPJXI/AAAAAAAABhM/Y3CNj3diRm4/s320/tiempo-entre-manos.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;O vindeiro mércores 16 de xuño celebraremos unha xuntanza todos os membros do club de lectura 2009-2010. Faremos un balance da actividade e un repaso das lecturas máis valoradas e finalizaremos o encontro cunha &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;sorpresa&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/4255957704226727270-8506291555579009421?l=clarslegendi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/feeds/8506291555579009421/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2010/06/clausura.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/8506291555579009421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/8506291555579009421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2010/06/clausura.html' title='CLAUSURA'/><author><name>susana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03113262317257378533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SsznV1aO0rI/AAAAAAAABaU/MPaJ9T7bq8k/S220/L%C2%B4ENFER.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/TBZ8fONPJXI/AAAAAAAABhM/Y3CNj3diRm4/s72-c/tiempo-entre-manos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255957704226727270.post-7336109138753367592</id><published>2010-06-07T15:43:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T15:43:05.394+02:00</updated><title type='text'>ENCONTRO CON MARCOS CALVEIRO</title><content type='html'>ENCONTRO CON MARCOS CALVEIRO on PhotoPeach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="296"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://photopeach.com/public/swf/story.swf"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"/&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"/&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="photos=http://photopeach.com%2Fapi%2Fgetphotos%3Falbum_id%3D9i5560&amp;autoplay=0&amp;embed=1"/&gt;&lt;embed src="http://photopeach.com/public/swf/story.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="296" flashvars="photos=http://photopeach.com%2Fapi%2Fgetphotos%3Falbum_id%3D9i5560&amp;autoplay=0&amp;embed=1"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4255957704226727270-7336109138753367592?l=clarslegendi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/feeds/7336109138753367592/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2010/06/encontro-con-marcos-calveiro.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/7336109138753367592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/7336109138753367592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2010/06/encontro-con-marcos-calveiro.html' title='ENCONTRO CON MARCOS CALVEIRO'/><author><name>susana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03113262317257378533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SsznV1aO0rI/AAAAAAAABaU/MPaJ9T7bq8k/S220/L%C2%B4ENFER.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255957704226727270.post-7487317269763722240</id><published>2010-06-03T22:02:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T22:02:26.763+02:00</updated><title type='text'>CHEGOU O DÍA!</title><content type='html'>Por fin chegou o día: mañá os membros do club teremos un encontro co noso admirado e xa benquerido &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Marcos Calveiro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Falaremos con el das obras lidas este curso:&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;O carteiro de Bagdad&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;O canto dos peixes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;e&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rinocerontes e quimeras.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; Comentaremos as nosas impresións sobre as lecturas &amp;nbsp;e aproveitaremos a ocasión para coñecer algúns dos seus segredos e manías&amp;nbsp;á hora de escribir.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ademais haberá unha &lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;sorpresa&lt;/span&gt; para todos os membros do club de lectura!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://elissestuart.files.wordpress.com/2009/07/cat_eyes.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" height="239" src="http://elissestuart.files.wordpress.com/2009/07/cat_eyes.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;VISTA CANSADA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No achaques a tu edad&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;este desinterés, la indiferencia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-casi desdén-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;con que hoy miras la vida.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No culpes a tus ojos fatigados.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;La fatiga&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;no está en los ojos que miran,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;está en todo lo que ven.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cervantesvirtual.com/bib_autor/AGonzalez/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ÁNGEL GONZÁLEZ&lt;/strong&gt;&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/4255957704226727270-5497555082135743889?l=clarslegendi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/feeds/5497555082135743889/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2010/05/vista-cansada.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/5497555082135743889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/5497555082135743889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2010/05/vista-cansada.html' title='VISTA CANSADA'/><author><name>susana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03113262317257378533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SsznV1aO0rI/AAAAAAAABaU/MPaJ9T7bq8k/S220/L%C2%B4ENFER.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255957704226727270.post-2006388810710780788</id><published>2010-05-19T17:17:00.009+02:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T20:11:52.468+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Iraq'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marcos Calveiro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='carteiro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bagdad'/><title type='text'>Cartas desde Baɣdād (بغداد)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o2dL9yl8_ag/SxqoLqIgzFI/AAAAAAAADHc/Z8Yoi_wgV-4/s400/Abdul.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 94px; height: 143px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o2dL9yl8_ag/SxqoLqIgzFI/AAAAAAAADHc/Z8Yoi_wgV-4/s400/Abdul.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aquí estamos de novo os do club de lectura de 1ºESO, agonizando casi: final de curso, exames, traballos, ... .Pero, cos últimos folgos, uns cantos animámonos a ler un libro máis, que por outra banda tiñamos pendente, xa que seleccionarámolo para ler neste trimestre e non puido ser (estaba moi solicitado!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Non falta moito para a visita de &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marcos Calveiro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; e &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;O carteiro de Bagdad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ten unha "pinta" estupenda, seguro que o disfrutamos. Preparade maleta e pasaporte porque trasladámonos a Oriente Medio:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.educahistoria.com/reportajes/irak/irak_mapa305.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 207px; height: 191px;" src="http://www.educahistoria.com/reportajes/irak/irak_mapa305.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Se queredes coñecer máis libros deste escritor premede sobre a imaxe:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.culturagalega.org/lg3/lg3_autor_detalle.php?Cod_prsa=741&amp;amp;busca=Calveiro"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 146px;" 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href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/feeds/2006388810710780788/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2010/05/cartas-desde-badad.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/2006388810710780788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/2006388810710780788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2010/05/cartas-desde-badad.html' title='Cartas desde Baɣdād (بغداد)'/><author><name>TeacherMari</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tUXujBULXz8/S2H_c49vuSI/AAAAAAAAAsI/Xd8AClNZAl0/S220/hada-de-la-luna-azul.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o2dL9yl8_ag/SxqoLqIgzFI/AAAAAAAADHc/Z8Yoi_wgV-4/s72-c/Abdul.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255957704226727270.post-9146922009735491995</id><published>2010-05-12T17:40:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T20:04:55.959+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='literatura española'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amizade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guerra'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sentimentos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lecturas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amor'/><title type='text'>IMPRESIÓNS DE "MALA LUNA"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hola, soy &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Victoria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, de 2º de ESO. A mí el libro &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Mala luna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; de Rosa Huertas&amp;nbsp;me gustó, ya que he aprendido muchas cosas sobre la guerra civil española (antes no sabía casi nada). También me gustó por la mezcla de sentimientos de amistad, amor y desconfianza. La parte más emotiva fue la lectura del cuaderno del abuelo de Víctor. Esta parte me emocionó porque me pareció muy bonito que el abuelo le confiase todos esos secretos a su nieto. La parte que más me gustó fue la carta final, de Clara a Víctor, ya que fue una muestra de verdadera amistad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Lo que menos me gustó fue la desconfianza y aversión de Víctor hacia Clara. Él no tenía unos motivos razonables para desconfiar de tan mala manera de ella.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yo recomiendo este libro ya que te enseña muchas cosas sobre una parte de la Historia de España, te enseña también a valorar los sentimientos, y tiene una trama muy emocionante.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogs.21rs.es/lamet/files/2009/07/luna_noche.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="220" src="http://blogs.21rs.es/lamet/files/2009/07/luna_noche.jpg" width="320" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Hola, soy &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Jorge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. En primer lugar, decir que el libro me ha gustado y sorprendido. Sin haber leído nada yo pensaba que iba a tratar hechos históricos, los cuales, francamente, no me motivan demasiado.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Pasra mi sorpresa, el libro trata hechos antiguos mezclados con el presente de la propia historia,&amp;nbsp;y con la mente de dos adolescentes. Por todo eso y más, el libro me parece de amena lectura y sobre todo un libro bonito para la edad en que yo mismo me encuentro. En mi opinión, un libro recomendable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4255957704226727270-9146922009735491995?l=clarslegendi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/feeds/9146922009735491995/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2010/05/impresions-de-mala-luna.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/9146922009735491995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/9146922009735491995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2010/05/impresions-de-mala-luna.html' title='IMPRESIÓNS DE &quot;MALA LUNA&quot;'/><author><name>susana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03113262317257378533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SsznV1aO0rI/AAAAAAAABaU/MPaJ9T7bq8k/S220/L%C2%B4ENFER.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255957704226727270.post-6075893654180300134</id><published>2010-05-01T09:19:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T09:51:21.138+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marcos Calveiro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='literatura galega'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mar'/><title type='text'>PAIXÓN POR CALVEIRO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.anosaterra.org/media-6566.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 413px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 295px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://www.anosaterra.org/media-6566.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; O grupo de 3º e 4º están a ler a marabillosa &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rinocerontes e quimeras,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;da que xa gozáramos no club de adultos. E o grupo de 2º decantouse por &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O canto dos peixes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;(Premio Barco de Vapor 2008), unha fermosa historia de amizade entre un vello mariñeiro e un neno, co trasfondo dun mar omnipresente. Temos a certeza de que será un pracer para os lectores achegarse a esa riqueza léxica que caracteriza os escritos de Marcos Calveiro. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ai, que terá este &lt;a href="http://arslegendi-abania.blogspot.com/search/label/Marcos%20S.%20Calveiro"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;autor que levanta paixóns en Ars Legendi&lt;/strong&gt;&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/4255957704226727270-6075893654180300134?l=clarslegendi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/feeds/6075893654180300134/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2010/05/paixon-por-calveiro.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/6075893654180300134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/6075893654180300134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2010/05/paixon-por-calveiro.html' title='PAIXÓN POR CALVEIRO'/><author><name>susana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03113262317257378533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SsznV1aO0rI/AAAAAAAABaU/MPaJ9T7bq8k/S220/L%C2%B4ENFER.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255957704226727270.post-4342585057963667777</id><published>2010-04-18T17:20:00.009+02:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T23:16:55.716+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pintura'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cartas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='misterio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='invierno'/><title type='text'>Cartas de inverno en primavera.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://radio.rpp.com.pe/buscapersonas/files/2009/06/cartas112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 345px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 168px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://radio.rpp.com.pe/buscapersonas/files/2009/06/cartas112.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Novo trimestre, nova lectura. Desta vez, e tras non poucas dúbidas, decantámonos por &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Cartas de invierno" &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;de &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Agustín Fernández Paz&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Imos destacar o regocixo de Lucía Covas que tiña verdadeiro empeño nesta obra que de seguro nos seduce a todos.É magoa non contar coa versión en galego, aínda que esto non lle restará deleite ao misterio que se nos aveciña.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Non vou poñer por escrito o que xa falamos na reunión, polo que si algún curioso alleo o club (ou algún membro do club despistado) necesita información sobre a novela déixovos un enlace a unha páxina do autor, que satisfará moitas outras curiosidades que poidades ter:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.filix.org/ranholas/agustin.html"&gt;http://www.filix.org/ranholas/agustin.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Só un apunte escollido entre a información que contén esta páxina web, para que sepades que se move un pouco por onde vos movedes vós:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Mestre de Ensino Primario e Licenciado en Ciencias da Educación, traballou como profesor de EXB en diferentes centros e exerce (ou exerceu) de profesor de Lingua e Literatura Galega no IES Os Rosais 2, de Vigo.     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FELIZ LECTURA !!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&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/4255957704226727270-4342585057963667777?l=clarslegendi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/feeds/4342585057963667777/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2010/04/cartas-de-inverno-en-primavera.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/4342585057963667777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/4342585057963667777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2010/04/cartas-de-inverno-en-primavera.html' title='Cartas de inverno en primavera.'/><author><name>TeacherMari</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tUXujBULXz8/S2H_c49vuSI/AAAAAAAAAsI/Xd8AClNZAl0/S220/hada-de-la-luna-azul.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255957704226727270.post-7736215892424235253</id><published>2010-03-10T15:37:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T16:05:31.066+01:00</updated><title type='text'>UN GRITO DE AMOR</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bibliobulimica.files.wordpress.com/2009/03/9788420472652.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 288px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bibliobulimica.files.wordpress.com/2009/03/9788420472652.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Somos o grupo de terceiro. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Este libro que lemos para o club de lectura pareceunos, tal e como o seu nome indica, un grito de amor dende o centro do mundo. Unha novela, que para a nosa opinión, é entretida á vez que triste e sentimental.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O que máis nos gustou foi o amor que había entre os personaxes principais e o amor que había entre o avó de Saku e a muller que el quería.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O que menos nos gustou foron os pais de Aki, porque non expresaban ningún afecto pola morte da súa filla. Tampouco nos gustou o amigo de Saku, Oki.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Recomendamos este libro porque é apto para xóvenes que están aprendendo a querer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4255957704226727270-7736215892424235253?l=clarslegendi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/feeds/7736215892424235253/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2010/03/un-grito-de-amor.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/7736215892424235253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/7736215892424235253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2010/03/un-grito-de-amor.html' title='UN GRITO DE AMOR'/><author><name>marmota</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09109687966772059718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3vwjKcNsPz8/SM9RNAzG_8I/AAAAAAAABJk/AIvRUHNAwQU/S220/silueta_de_la_sirena%5B1%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255957704226727270.post-516568539920777599</id><published>2010-03-07T14:25:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T20:51:50.276+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adultos'/><title type='text'>HUIDA HACIA EL SUR</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/S5OrLmJgSlI/AAAAAAAABgc/h4NqtfeV99g/s1600-h/huida.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 189px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 314px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445884590128384594" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/S5OrLmJgSlI/AAAAAAAABgc/h4NqtfeV99g/s400/huida.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; O club de lectura de adultos comezamos unha nova viaxe, nesta ocasión trátase máis ben dunha fuxida. Agárdanos a entretida lectura de &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Huida hacia el sur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, un divertido libro do escritor polaco &lt;a href="http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/S%C5%82awomir_Mro%C5%BCek"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Slawomir Mrozek&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Editado por &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.acantilado.es/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Acantilado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, a innovadora editorial que sempre nos sorprende con propostas orixinais e rompedoras. Tal é o caso da obra que nos ocupa. Na &lt;a href="http://www.acantilado.es/catalogo/huida-hacia-el-sur-394.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;reseña&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; editorial lemos: "En &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Huida hacia el sur&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; (publicada originalmente en 1961), un antropoide simpático y erudito—llamado, seguramente no por casualidad, Godot—recorre Polonia en compañía de tres adolescentes. Caricaturizando la novela juvenil de aventuras y añadiendo dibujos de su propia mano, Mrozek consigue una versión rústica y disparatada del tebeo, género tan popular como inaccesible en la Polonia comunista. Y si la forma rehace de manera absolutamente cómica su modelo, el propio relato no duda en ridiculizar la pseudoindustrialización, los planes quinquenales, los esnobismos literarios, los provincianismos mezquinos, los pequeños sueños de gran mundo y de evasión que predominaban en aquel país. Huida hacia el sur es uno de las primeras novelas de Mrozek, en la que se le encuentra ya de cuerpo entero: divertidísimo, inteligente y, por encima de todo, enormemente singular."&lt;br /&gt;Todo un remanso para evadirse nestes tempos difíciles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;O &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://centros.edu.xunta.es/cpisanvicente/moodle/mod/forum/view.php?f=23"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;FORO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt; XA ESTÁ ABERTO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4255957704226727270-516568539920777599?l=clarslegendi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/feeds/516568539920777599/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2010/03/huida-hacia-el-sur.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/516568539920777599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/516568539920777599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2010/03/huida-hacia-el-sur.html' title='HUIDA HACIA EL SUR'/><author><name>susana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03113262317257378533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SsznV1aO0rI/AAAAAAAABaU/MPaJ9T7bq8k/S220/L%C2%B4ENFER.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/S5OrLmJgSlI/AAAAAAAABgc/h4NqtfeV99g/s72-c/huida.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255957704226727270.post-7924393709405084276</id><published>2010-03-03T16:11:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T17:05:02.816+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='historia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poesía'/><title type='text'>MALA LUNA</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444427005540711010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 390px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/S459hAbMOmI/AAAAAAAABgU/u8j6dPml1A4/s400/mala.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;O grupo de 2º comeza a lectura de &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mala luna&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, unha emotiva novela escrita por &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Rosa Huertas&lt;/span&gt;. A historia está protagonizada por Clara e Víctor, dous adolescentes que nos achegarán ao verdadeiro protagonista da obra: o poeta &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Miguel Hernández&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. A súa breve vida (morreu antes de cumprir os 32 anos) estivo marcada polo amor e a amizade, pero moi especialmente polo sufrimento e a dor. Afirmaba &lt;em&gt;"Yo nací en mala luna”;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;“Tengo la pena de una sola pena que vale más que toda la alegría”&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O 30 de outubro deste ano celebrarase o centenario do nacemento deste grandísimo poeta que nos deixou composicións tan fermosas como a seguinte:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;VUELO &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(fragmento)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Sólo quien ama vuela. Pero ¿quién ama tanto &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;que sea como el pájaro más leve y fugitivo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt; Hundiendo va este odio reinante todo cuanto &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;quisiera remontarse directamente vivo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Amar... Pero ¿quién ama? Volar... Pero ¿quién vuela? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Conquistaré el azul ávido de plumaje,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt; pero el amor, abajo siempre, se desconsuela&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt; de no encontrar las alas que da cierto coraje. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Un ser ardiente, claro de deseos, alado,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt; quiso ascender, tener la libertad por nido.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt; Quiso olvidar que el hombre se aleja encadenado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt; Donde faltaban plumas puso valor y olvido. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Iba tan alto a veces, que le resplandecía&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt; sobre la piel el cielo, bajo la piel el ave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt; Ser que te confundiste con una alondra un día,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt; te desplomaste otros como el granizo grave. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Ya sabes que las vidas de los demás son losas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt; con que tapiarte: cárceles con que tragar la tuya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt; Pasa, vida, entre cuerpos, entre rejas hermosas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt; A través de las rejas, libre la sangre afluya. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(...)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4255957704226727270-7924393709405084276?l=clarslegendi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/feeds/7924393709405084276/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2010/03/mala-luna.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/7924393709405084276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/7924393709405084276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2010/03/mala-luna.html' title='MALA LUNA'/><author><name>susana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03113262317257378533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SsznV1aO0rI/AAAAAAAABaU/MPaJ9T7bq8k/S220/L%C2%B4ENFER.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/S459hAbMOmI/AAAAAAAABgU/u8j6dPml1A4/s72-c/mala.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255957704226727270.post-8452117868080735230</id><published>2010-02-02T17:14:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T21:50:49.610+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adultos'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.comme-un-roman.com/auteur/lang/claudel_250.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 252px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://www.comme-un-roman.com/auteur/lang/claudel_250.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; O Club de adultos, de volta xa dun soño de &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Rinocerontes e Quimeras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, viaxa desta vez a un pequeno pobo de montaña alemán pouco despois da &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Segunda_Guerra_Mundial"&gt;2ª Guerra Mundial&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Ata alí nos conducirá &lt;a href="http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Philippe_Claudel"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Philippe Claudel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, ao que algúns de nós xa coñecemos por outra das súas conmovedoras obras: &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://latormentaenunvaso.blogspot.com/2006/09/la-nieta-del-seor-linh-philippe.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;La nieta del señor Lihn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, ou incluso pola súa incursión no cine coa película &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ojosdepapel.com/Index.aspx?article=2921"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hace mucho que te quiero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As numerosísimas &lt;a href="http://trafegandoronseis.blogspot.com/2009/10/el-informe-de-brodeck.html"&gt;críticas favorables&lt;/a&gt;, os &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Prix_Goncourt"&gt;premios&lt;/a&gt; recibidos e a simple lectura das súas primeiras páxinas son garantía de que &lt;a href="http://latormentaenunvaso.blogspot.com/2009/02/el-informe-de-brodeck-philippe-claudel.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;El informe de Brodeck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/a&gt;vai ser unha lectura deliciosa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 285px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lunh7YB0Few/StCqr7UF3pI/AAAAAAAAHg8/HI54R6QgKeA/s400/El+informe+de+Brodeck.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hai un exemplar esperando por cada un na biblioteca e o &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Foro de Moodle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; está aberto 24 horas ao día para recibir dende &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;XA&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;as vosas primeiras impresións.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4255957704226727270-8452117868080735230?l=clarslegendi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/feeds/8452117868080735230/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2010/02/o-club-de-adultos-de-volta-xa-dun-sono.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/8452117868080735230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/8452117868080735230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2010/02/o-club-de-adultos-de-volta-xa-dun-sono.html' title=''/><author><name>marmota</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09109687966772059718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3vwjKcNsPz8/SM9RNAzG_8I/AAAAAAAABJk/AIvRUHNAwQU/S220/silueta_de_la_sirena%5B1%5D.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lunh7YB0Few/StCqr7UF3pI/AAAAAAAAHg8/HI54R6QgKeA/s72-c/El+informe+de+Brodeck.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255957704226727270.post-3067724759227302660</id><published>2010-01-29T15:58:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T16:35:59.672+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='literatura norteamericana'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='novela'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4º'/><title type='text'>J.D.SALINGER</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/S2L95RvttlI/AAAAAAAABf8/tLjO6QyDhzw/s1600-h/sal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432183261020141138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 273px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/S2L95RvttlI/AAAAAAAABf8/tLjO6QyDhzw/s400/sal.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Onte coñecimos a noticia do falecemento, aos 91 anos, do escritor &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.elpais.com/articulo/cultura/Muere/J/D/Salinger/autor/guardian/centeno/elpepucul/20100128elpepucul_5/Tes"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jerome David Salinger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, autor da obra que está a ler o grupo de 4º: &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The catcher in the rye&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;/em&gt;1951 (&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;El guardián entre el centeno&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, EDHASA). A novela está protagonizada por Holden Caulfield, un rapaz que narra as súas peripecias por Nova York despois de ser expulsado da escola secundaria. Holden rebélase ante as convencións sociais, convertíndose así nun símbolo do resentimento adolescente.&lt;br /&gt;Unha rebeldía semellante marcou a vida de Salinger, quen sempre fuxiu da fama e defendeu incansable a súa privacidade. Aínda que a súa obra publicada non é moi extensa, a realidade é que nunca deixou de escribir. Afirmaba rotundo: "Amo escribir, pero para min mesmo e para o meu pracer”. Xenio e figura.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4255957704226727270-3067724759227302660?l=clarslegendi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/feeds/3067724759227302660/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2010/01/jdsalinger.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/3067724759227302660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/3067724759227302660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2010/01/jdsalinger.html' title='J.D.SALINGER'/><author><name>susana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03113262317257378533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SsznV1aO0rI/AAAAAAAABaU/MPaJ9T7bq8k/S220/L%C2%B4ENFER.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/S2L95RvttlI/AAAAAAAABf8/tLjO6QyDhzw/s72-c/sal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255957704226727270.post-8770062322974643134</id><published>2010-01-21T11:03:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T11:36:18.294+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Campos de fresas, Jordi Sierra i Fabra</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pazWaNL4EdM/RgGzUfWBMYI/AAAAAAAAAMM/7PeAtGGxQIw/s320/jordisierraifabra+-+campos+de+fresa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 248px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pazWaNL4EdM/RgGzUfWBMYI/AAAAAAAAAMM/7PeAtGGxQIw/s320/jordisierraifabra+-+campos+de+fresa.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Novo libro de lectura para o grupo de lectura de&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1º ESO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Despois dunha reñida votación entre varios títulos, gañou esta novela.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;A historia, que transcurre nunha poboación non localizada, arranca un venres pola noite a partir dun suceso tráxico: Luci entra en coma como consecuencia dun "golpe de calor" provocado pola inxesta dunha pastilla de éxtasis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Seguiremos os pasos dos seus amigos e familiares durante unha fin de semana e veremos cal é o desenlace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Este libro de seguro vos fará reflexionar, e esas reflexións son as que quero que resaltedes nos vosos comentarios.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Para saber mais sobre o escritor:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.sierraifabra.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 212px;" src="http://www.educared.org.ar/biblioteca/guiadeletras/images/JordiSierraiFabra.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4255957704226727270-8770062322974643134?l=clarslegendi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/feeds/8770062322974643134/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2010/01/campos-de-fresas-jordi-sierra-i-fabra.html#comment-form' title='10 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/8770062322974643134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/8770062322974643134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2010/01/campos-de-fresas-jordi-sierra-i-fabra.html' title='Campos de fresas, Jordi Sierra i Fabra'/><author><name>TeacherMari</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tUXujBULXz8/S2H_c49vuSI/AAAAAAAAAsI/Xd8AClNZAl0/S220/hada-de-la-luna-azul.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pazWaNL4EdM/RgGzUfWBMYI/AAAAAAAAAMM/7PeAtGGxQIw/s72-c/jordisierraifabra+-+campos+de+fresa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255957704226727270.post-2305221693073720960</id><published>2009-12-13T18:32:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T19:05:20.506+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marcos Calveiro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adultos'/><title type='text'>COMEZA O ESPECTÁCULO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.lab404.com/fresher/circus/the-historic-circus-poster-screensaver.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414780675290498130" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3vwjKcNsPz8/SyUqVd9XBFI/AAAAAAAADT0/f7BaYjWxJEM/s400/the-historic-circus-poster-screensaver.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; O club de adultos vai pasar un Nadal de Circo: feiras ambulantes, criaturas extraordinarias, autómatas, misterios, segredos, feras, tenrura, pallasos, amizade e espectáculo.&lt;br /&gt;Mañá luns repartiremos os exemplares de &lt;a href="http://arslegendi-abania.blogspot.com/2007/12/rinocerontes-e-quimeras-de-marcos-s.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Rinocerontes e quimeras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/a&gt;entre os atrevidos lectores e o &lt;a href="http://centros.edu.xunta.es/cpisanvicente/moodle/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;foro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; xa está aberto para ir coñecendo as vosas primeiras impresións e para descubrir xuntos as terribles historias de &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nenopingüín&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nenapaxaro&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;nenasiamesas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;nenaxirafa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;e &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;nenolifante&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Todos temos algo deles,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;todos somos eles...,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;con cal te identificas ti?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4255957704226727270-2305221693073720960?l=clarslegendi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/feeds/2305221693073720960/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2009/12/comeza-o-espectaculo.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/2305221693073720960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/2305221693073720960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2009/12/comeza-o-espectaculo.html' title='COMEZA O ESPECTÁCULO'/><author><name>marmota</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09109687966772059718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3vwjKcNsPz8/SM9RNAzG_8I/AAAAAAAABJk/AIvRUHNAwQU/S220/silueta_de_la_sirena%5B1%5D.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3vwjKcNsPz8/SyUqVd9XBFI/AAAAAAAADT0/f7BaYjWxJEM/s72-c/the-historic-circus-poster-screensaver.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255957704226727270.post-2411536559811216576</id><published>2009-12-08T15:19:00.010+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T18:11:16.398+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Perozo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Carreiro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Embívicus'/><title type='text'>O enigma de Embívicus.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tUXujBULXz8/Sx6IKaSCvlI/AAAAAAAAAqs/K4aVJTJtrtg/s1600-h/Carreiro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412913514580983378" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 121px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 126px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tUXujBULXz8/Sx6IKaSCvlI/AAAAAAAAAqs/K4aVJTJtrtg/s400/Carreiro.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tUXujBULXz8/Sx6GxNnxxfI/AAAAAAAAAqU/sXt_khrx_xw/s1600-h/perozo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412911982174127602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 107px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 126px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tUXujBULXz8/Sx6GxNnxxfI/AAAAAAAAAqU/sXt_khrx_xw/s400/perozo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Autor: Xosé Antonio Perozo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                            Ilustrador: Pepe Carreiro &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Xa fixéstedes uns primeiros comentarios, ubicados na entrada "Comezamos", do 14 de outubro, pero decidín facer esta entrada para que fagades os últimos comentarios e escribades as vosas conclusións.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Este libro deunos algo de traballo, algúns non daban arrancado con el. Foi collendo adeptos polo camiño.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412913694517715266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 96px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 115px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tUXujBULXz8/Sx6IU4mTYUI/AAAAAAAAAq0/3nJeON8f3Ag/s400/emb%C3%ADvicus.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Recordade que na vindeira reunión do mércores 16 de decembro, teremos que telo rematado.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412913205493114322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 156px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 161px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tUXujBULXz8/Sx6H4a1wJdI/AAAAAAAAAqk/kzmJplvyFc4/s400/LAPIZ.jpg" border="0" /&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/4255957704226727270-2411536559811216576?l=clarslegendi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/feeds/2411536559811216576/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2009/12/o-enigma-de-embivicus.html#comment-form' title='7 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/2411536559811216576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/2411536559811216576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2009/12/o-enigma-de-embivicus.html' title='O enigma de Embívicus.'/><author><name>TeacherMari</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tUXujBULXz8/S2H_c49vuSI/AAAAAAAAAsI/Xd8AClNZAl0/S220/hada-de-la-luna-azul.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tUXujBULXz8/Sx6IKaSCvlI/AAAAAAAAAqs/K4aVJTJtrtg/s72-c/Carreiro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255957704226727270.post-9219658637861934886</id><published>2009-11-24T17:44:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T19:06:38.571+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='convivencia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adolescencia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='consumismo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='solidariedade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='respeto'/><title type='text'>EL MUNDO SEGÚN LARRY</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 330px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 310px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407712255677856258" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3vwjKcNsPz8/SwwNpS80egI/AAAAAAAADRg/Q6EfOfKjQyg/s400/manos%2520Mundo.jpg" /&gt; Preparados para cambiar o mundo o grupo de lectores de 3º e 4º, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;Os anónimos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, reunirémonos mañán as 15.30.&lt;br /&gt;Seica as marcas de lectura foron superadas con creces e moitos de vos non puidéchedes resistir a tentación de rematar a lectura. Cando un libro engancha dese xeito hai que deixarse levar e saborear con pracer cada unha das páxinas sen descanso pero &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;OLLO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, non podedes desvelar os segredos que agocha ata que &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;TODOS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; rematen al lectura!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para os curiosos e tal vez xa "enganchados" a Larry estes &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ENLACES&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt; Un &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lauragallego.com/phpBB2/viewtopic.php?t=20971"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;foro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, na páxina de Laura Gallego, no que varios lectores coma vos expoñen as súas impresións sobre este libro.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A información da &lt;strong&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/strong&gt; sobre a autora, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Janet_Tashjian"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Janet Tashjian&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, onde podemos comprobar que existen 2 libros posteriores non traducidos ao castelán: &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Vote_For_Larry"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Vote for Larry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/a&gt;(2004) e &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Larry_and_the_Meaning_of_Life"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Larry and the meaning of life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/a&gt;(2008) (tal vez algún de vos se anime a lelos en inglés).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Algúns blogs onde se comenta este libro: &lt;a href="http://eloraculodelbeno.blogspot.com/2008/08/el-mundo-segun-larry.html"&gt;El oráculo del Beno&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://retrete.bligoo.com/content/view/22/El-Mundo-segun-Larry.html"&gt;Desde el retrete&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;Para os que pensan que &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TODOS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; podemos facer algo para cambiar este mundo, dúas &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;RECOMENDACIÓNS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ver esta fermosa película: &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jHlnkur5zHs&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Cadena de favores&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Comezar polo máis sinxelo: levantarse cada mañá co firme propósito de &lt;strong&gt;prescindir&lt;/strong&gt; do superficial e &lt;strong&gt;saborear&lt;/strong&gt; o que realmente importa.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;Para todo o grupo, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;UN RETO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Quen escribe o primeiro sermón do noso &lt;a href="http://elmundodelarry.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; para cambiar o mundo?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 220px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407732549495844242" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3vwjKcNsPz8/SwwgGjUEbZI/AAAAAAAADSE/L85Ifv6USEQ/s320/4044549550_084a3c26af.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ATRÉVETE A SER DIFERENTE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4255957704226727270-9219658637861934886?l=clarslegendi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.edicionesb.com/Catalogo/Producto.aspx?id=143' title='EL MUNDO SEGÚN LARRY'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/feeds/9219658637861934886/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2009/11/preparados-para-cambiar-o-mundo-o-grupo.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/9219658637861934886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/9219658637861934886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2009/11/preparados-para-cambiar-o-mundo-o-grupo.html' title='EL MUNDO SEGÚN LARRY'/><author><name>marmota</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09109687966772059718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3vwjKcNsPz8/SM9RNAzG_8I/AAAAAAAABJk/AIvRUHNAwQU/S220/silueta_de_la_sirena%5B1%5D.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3vwjKcNsPz8/SwwNpS80egI/AAAAAAAADRg/Q6EfOfKjQyg/s72-c/manos%2520Mundo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255957704226727270.post-1468655530575013548</id><published>2009-11-18T15:49:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T19:14:17.285+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adolescencia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='3º'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='xenofobia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4º'/><title type='text'>AUTOBIOGRAFÍA DE UN COBARDE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3vwjKcNsPz8/SwQLxerzIwI/AAAAAAAADRQ/CrN_E9PCLzk/s1600/autobiografia_de_un_cobarde.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 196px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405458397429703426" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3vwjKcNsPz8/SwQLxerzIwI/AAAAAAAADRQ/CrN_E9PCLzk/s400/autobiografia_de_un_cobarde.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hoxe, mércores 18, "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Os anónimos&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;" (club de lectura de 3º e 4º) reuníronse para comentar o remate da novela do recentemente premiado &lt;a href="http://www.papelenblanco.com/infantil-juvenil/alfredo-gomez-cerda-premio-nacional-de-literatura-infantil-y-juvenil"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Alfredo Gómez Cerdá&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Estas foron as súas conclusións:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;O final do libro non nos gustou, debido a que o desenlace é o "de sempre", esperabamos outra cousa, como unha morte... un final triste.&lt;br /&gt;Despois, á hora de narrar, moi repetitivo. O personaxe que menos nos gustou foi &lt;em&gt;Jonatan&lt;/em&gt; e o que máis &lt;em&gt;Pam&lt;/em&gt;, xa que é unha rapaza de bo corazón, madura e responsable. Pola contra &lt;em&gt;Edu&lt;/em&gt; non se mostra maduro ata o final.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hai que ser fiel a un mesmo e non deixarse levar polo que pensan os demais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;esa é a mensaxe que nós interpretamos, a principal. Atenta contra os xenófobos, xa que &lt;em&gt;Pam&lt;/em&gt; representa a unha estranxeira e é unha rapaza normal, con bos sentimentos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Anónimos de 3º e 4º"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aproveitamos tamén para repartir os exemplares da nosa seguinte lectura: &lt;a href="http://arslegendi-abania.blogspot.com/search?q=larry"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;El mundo según Larry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;: unha emocionante novela que de seguro nos dará moito que falar nas vindeiras reunións.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Atrevédevos a intentar cambiar o mundo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4255957704226727270-1468655530575013548?l=clarslegendi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/feeds/1468655530575013548/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2009/11/autobiografia-de-un-cobarde.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/1468655530575013548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/1468655530575013548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2009/11/autobiografia-de-un-cobarde.html' title='AUTOBIOGRAFÍA DE UN COBARDE'/><author><name>marmota</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09109687966772059718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3vwjKcNsPz8/SM9RNAzG_8I/AAAAAAAABJk/AIvRUHNAwQU/S220/silueta_de_la_sirena%5B1%5D.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3vwjKcNsPz8/SwQLxerzIwI/AAAAAAAADRQ/CrN_E9PCLzk/s72-c/autobiografia_de_un_cobarde.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255957704226727270.post-2701707959306009436</id><published>2009-11-14T01:07:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T01:13:15.872+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='literatura norteamericana'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='novela'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adultos'/><title type='text'>J.London: MARTIN EDEN</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/Sv313uqNyRI/AAAAAAAABdk/6eCR612ArI4/s1600-h/me.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403745465681168658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/Sv313uqNyRI/AAAAAAAABdk/6eCR612ArI4/s400/me.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;O grupo de adultos (que non maiores) comezamos nova aventura da man de Jack London e a súa novela Martin Eden.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Na reseña da edición de Akal lemos: "Un mariñeiro de 20 años, forte, guapo e curtido, cun historial de delincuencia e traballo rudo, é invitado case por accidente a cenar nun fogar pequeno burgués. Queda fascinado ante o que se lle presenta coma cultura e civilización. A partir dese momento sinte que ten «un mundo por conquistar», e a rapaza que o acolle pensa que debe salvalo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;É "Martin Eden" (1909) a máis autobiográfica das obras de Jack London. Incomprendida no seu momento foi co tempo lectura inolvidable para xeracións de escritores. Esta tradución é a única íntegra en español."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Atoparedes máis información en &lt;a title="Martin Eden" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,0,102)" href="http://elalmaimpresa.blogspot.com/2009/10/martin-eden-o-el-sueno-de-ser-escritor.html"&gt;El alma impresa&lt;/a&gt; e &lt;a title="Martin Eden" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" href="http://www.solodelibros.es/06/08/2007/martin-eden-jack-london/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Solodelibros&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vémonos no &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://centros.edu.xunta.es/cpisanvicente/moodle/"&gt;foro&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4255957704226727270-2701707959306009436?l=clarslegendi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/feeds/2701707959306009436/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2009/11/jlondon-martin-eden.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/2701707959306009436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/2701707959306009436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2009/11/jlondon-martin-eden.html' title='J.London: MARTIN EDEN'/><author><name>susana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03113262317257378533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SsznV1aO0rI/AAAAAAAABaU/MPaJ9T7bq8k/S220/L%C2%B4ENFER.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/Sv313uqNyRI/AAAAAAAABdk/6eCR612ArI4/s72-c/me.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255957704226727270.post-7344462951645536603</id><published>2009-11-08T19:27:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T19:36:56.093+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='3º'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='novela'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adultos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4º'/><title type='text'>PASAMOS PÁXINA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SvcPTIOMD5I/AAAAAAAABcU/B735gV1OkDM/s1600-h/opiniones.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401803099353124754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 348px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SvcPTIOMD5I/AAAAAAAABcU/B735gV1OkDM/s400/opiniones.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Continuamos pasando as páxinas das nosas lecturas. Os grupos de 3º e 4º xa van rematando a realista historia de &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Autobiografía de un cobarde&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; de Gómez Cerdá, e proximamente teremos aquí publicadas as súas valoracións da obra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;O grupo de adultos tamén damos por rematada a lectura de &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Y punto&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; de Mercedes Castro, unha novela que trascende o xénero policíaco e provoca &lt;a href="http://centros.edu.xunta.es/cpisanvicente/moodle/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;opinións&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; máis que dispares. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4255957704226727270-7344462951645536603?l=clarslegendi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/feeds/7344462951645536603/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' 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libros&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;realmente funcionan? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ou teremos que presentar aos nosos alumnos o marabilloso mundo dos libros dunha maneira máis especial?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="265" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TOLRbQz7RiY&amp;amp;hl=es&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TOLRbQz7RiY&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Así presenta a compañía FLASH TEATRO o espectáculo DELETREANDO, no que combinan diferentes técnicas como o mimo, os monicreques, as sombras... para crear un ambiente cheo de maxia e ilusión.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Deberíamos aprender un pouco dese xeito de achegar a lectura aos rapaces?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4255957704226727270-2728025273011038377?l=clarslegendi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/feeds/2728025273011038377/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2009/10/deletreando.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/2728025273011038377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/2728025273011038377'/><link rel='alternate' 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style="TEXT-DECORATION: underline" href="http://www.slideshare.net/"&gt;presentations&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a style="TEXT-DECORATION: underline" href="http://www.slideshare.net/equipobiblio"&gt;equipobiblio&lt;/a&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/4255957704226727270-6729419012112604349?l=clarslegendi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/feeds/6729419012112604349/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2009/10/comezamos.html#comment-form' title='8 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/6729419012112604349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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MOODLE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://centros.edu.xunta.es/cpisanvicente/moodle/"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389365518302800706" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 99px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 158px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3vwjKcNsPz8/SsrfYoMta0I/AAAAAAAADOg/RkAZsth3Mts/s320/y-punto-mercedes-castro.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curso novo, tecnoloxías novas. Imos aló queridos membros do &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Club de Lectura de adultos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como xa recibíchedes por &lt;a href="https://www.edu.xunta.es/correo/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;e-mail&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/a&gt;as vosas contraseñas non tedes máis que pinchar na imaxe da portada da novela que acabamos de ler para acceder ao &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;foro en&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Moodle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Fácil e sinxelo, en só dous pasos:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Non esquezades cambiar o voso contrasinal (ou poderemos acceder co voso nome e escribir canta maldade se nos ocurra).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;e despois, a contarnos todo sobre &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Clara Deza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; e a súa apaixoante vida laboral e persoal...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4255957704226727270-8829836029759919121?l=clarslegendi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/feeds/8829836029759919121/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2009/10/probando-foro-moodle.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/8829836029759919121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/8829836029759919121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2009/10/probando-foro-moodle.html' title='PROBANDO FORO MOODLE'/><author><name>marmota</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09109687966772059718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3vwjKcNsPz8/SM9RNAzG_8I/AAAAAAAABJk/AIvRUHNAwQU/S220/silueta_de_la_sirena%5B1%5D.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3vwjKcNsPz8/SsrfYoMta0I/AAAAAAAADOg/RkAZsth3Mts/s72-c/y-punto-mercedes-castro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255957704226727270.post-1929722081524198369</id><published>2009-09-28T18:26:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T19:17:09.669+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='literatura española'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poesía'/><title type='text'>VISIÓN POÉTICA DO LIXO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SsDvGYK8SfI/AAAAAAAABZ8/jr8076joTPA/s1600-h/rana-naranja.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386568047181711858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SsDvGYK8SfI/AAAAAAAABZ8/jr8076joTPA/s400/rana-naranja.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;CÁNTICO DOLOROSO AL CUBO DE LA BASURA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Tu curva humilde, forma silenciosa,&lt;br /&gt;le pone un triste anillo a la basura.&lt;br /&gt;En ti se hizo redonda la ternura,&lt;br /&gt;se hizo redonda, suave y dolorosa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cada cosa que encierras, cada cosa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;tuvo esplendor, acaso hasta hermosura.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Aquí de una naranja se aventura&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;la herida piel silente y penumbrosa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aquí de una manzana verde y fría&lt;br /&gt;un resto llora zumo delicado&lt;br /&gt;entre un polvo que nubla su agonía.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, viejo cubo sucio y resignado,&lt;br /&gt;desde tu corazón la pena envía&lt;br /&gt;el llanto de lo humilde y lo olvidado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://amediavoz.com/morales.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Rafael Morales&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4255957704226727270-1929722081524198369?l=clarslegendi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/feeds/1929722081524198369/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2009/09/vision-poetica-do-lixo.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/1929722081524198369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/1929722081524198369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2009/09/vision-poetica-do-lixo.html' title='VISIÓN POÉTICA DO LIXO'/><author><name>susana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03113262317257378533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SsznV1aO0rI/AAAAAAAABaU/MPaJ9T7bq8k/S220/L%C2%B4ENFER.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SsDvGYK8SfI/AAAAAAAABZ8/jr8076joTPA/s72-c/rana-naranja.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255957704226727270.post-721379132622513234</id><published>2009-09-23T17:07:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T17:50:50.296+02:00</updated><title type='text'>PRAZO DE INSCRICIÓN</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SrpDvZl0lkI/AAAAAAAABZ0/yTJOKQpOMI4/s1600-h/OTO%C3%91ALMENTE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384690786077283906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 228px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SrpDvZl0lkI/AAAAAAAABZ0/yTJOKQpOMI4/s400/OTO%C3%91ALMENTE.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mañá xoves 24 de setembro comeza o prazo de inscrición para todos os que estedes interesados en participar no club de lectura. Podedes pasar pola biblioteca á hora do recreo para dar os vosos datos persoais. Lembrade que as reunións serán os mércores ás 15,30h e terán unha periodicidade quincenal.&lt;br /&gt;Xa temos algunhas propostas de lecturas para diferentes idades:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;-El puente roto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; de &lt;strong&gt;Philip&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Pullman&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;-Alicia no País das Marabillas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; de &lt;strong&gt;Lewis&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Carroll&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;-El sabueso de los Baskerville&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; de &lt;strong&gt;Conan Doyle&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;-La mecánica del corazón&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; de &lt;strong&gt;Mathias Malzieu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Ela atopa un nome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; de &lt;strong&gt;Manuel Lourenzo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Anxos en tempos de chuvia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; de &lt;strong&gt;Miguel Vázquez&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;-De maior quero ser&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; de &lt;strong&gt;Rosa Aneiros&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Agardamos as vosas suxestións. O prazo de inscrición &lt;strong&gt;remata o mércores 30 de setembro&lt;/strong&gt;. As reunións do club &lt;strong&gt;comezarán o día 7 de outubro&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Animádevos!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4255957704226727270-721379132622513234?l=clarslegendi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/feeds/721379132622513234/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2009/09/prazo-de-inscricion.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/721379132622513234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/721379132622513234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2009/09/prazo-de-inscricion.html' title='PRAZO DE INSCRICIÓN'/><author><name>susana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03113262317257378533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SsznV1aO0rI/AAAAAAAABaU/MPaJ9T7bq8k/S220/L%C2%B4ENFER.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SrpDvZl0lkI/AAAAAAAABZ0/yTJOKQpOMI4/s72-c/OTO%C3%91ALMENTE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255957704226727270.post-3430957305944305415</id><published>2009-09-14T20:36:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T21:11:08.367+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='presentación'/><title type='text'>DE VOLTA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Charles_Edward_Perugini"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381401074151315842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 277px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/Sq6Tw9qx2YI/AAAAAAAABZE/eXicMPX5Qg4/s400/Girl_Reading_Manch_1878.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Charles Edward Perugini&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Remata o verán e o club de lectura retoma as reunións onde as deixou: no momento máis &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;emocionante&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, como nos bos remates de capítulos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;O novo curso está a piques de comezar. Proximamente abriremos o &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;prazo de inscrición&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; para todos os interesados en participar no club, tanto alumnado de Secundaria como adultos. Visto o éxito de cursos anteriores, temos a certeza de que esta convocatoria tamén terá moitos seguidores. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Na nosa caixa de correo podedes deixar as vosas &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;suxestións e recomendacións&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; para este curso. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4255957704226727270-3430957305944305415?l=clarslegendi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/feeds/3430957305944305415/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2009/09/de-volta.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/3430957305944305415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/3430957305944305415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2009/09/de-volta.html' title='DE VOLTA'/><author><name>susana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03113262317257378533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SsznV1aO0rI/AAAAAAAABaU/MPaJ9T7bq8k/S220/L%C2%B4ENFER.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/Sq6Tw9qx2YI/AAAAAAAABZE/eXicMPX5Qg4/s72-c/Girl_Reading_Manch_1878.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255957704226727270.post-1951346265239718698</id><published>2009-06-19T17:16:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T17:22:31.515+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='literatura española'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poesía'/><title type='text'>SECRETO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/Sjus0XpUNEI/AAAAAAAABXE/mjqmvfLTags/s1600-h/CALA+II.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349058998133077058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 182px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/Sjus0XpUNEI/AAAAAAAABXE/mjqmvfLTags/s320/CALA+II.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Antes yo no sabía&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;por qué debemos todos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- día tras día-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;seguir siempre adelante&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hasta como se dice&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;que el cuerpo aguante.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ahora lo sé.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Si vienes conmigo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;te lo diré.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://amediavoz.com/goytisolo.htm"&gt;José Agustín Goytisolo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&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/4255957704226727270-1951346265239718698?l=clarslegendi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/feeds/1951346265239718698/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2009/06/secreto.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/1951346265239718698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/1951346265239718698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2009/06/secreto.html' title='SECRETO'/><author><name>susana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03113262317257378533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SsznV1aO0rI/AAAAAAAABaU/MPaJ9T7bq8k/S220/L%C2%B4ENFER.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/Sjus0XpUNEI/AAAAAAAABXE/mjqmvfLTags/s72-c/CALA+II.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255957704226727270.post-5147008076369566743</id><published>2009-05-28T21:19:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T22:33:05.748+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='familia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tempo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='literatura española'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vellez'/><title type='text'>LA SONRISA ETRUSCA, J.L. Sampedro</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/Sh7t15j9GMI/AAAAAAAABV0/JoRXEfMjxuQ/s1600-h/spo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340967718348462274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/Sh7t15j9GMI/AAAAAAAABV0/JoRXEfMjxuQ/s400/spo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Onte tivemos reunión do club de lectura de 4º de ESO. Falamos de &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.clubcultura.com/clubliteratura/clubescritores/sampedro/obras-sonrisa.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;La sonrisa etrusca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, o libro de &lt;a href="http://www.clubcultura.com/clubliteratura/clubescritores/sampedro/index.htm"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;J.L. Sampedro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/a&gt;que nos ten engaioladas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Non houbo máis que comentarios eloxiosos sobre a maneira de presentar ao protagonista, o vello aldeán de Calabria, ao sur de Italia, que vai vivir a Milán co seu fillo, a súa nora e o pequeno Brunettino, o netiño no que ve a continuación de si mesmo. Ese neno pasará a ser o centro da súa existencia, a fonte de tenrura que nunca pensou ter nin sentir.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340969752974349554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 321px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/Sh7vsVIkVPI/AAAAAAAABWE/DpawNXC2KIs/s400/ita.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;É unha historia &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;emotiva&lt;/span&gt; e fonda, que nos fai reflexionar sobre o paso do tempo, a &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;vellez&lt;/span&gt;, a &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;enfermidade&lt;/span&gt;, a &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;morte&lt;/span&gt;, a &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;incomunicación&lt;/span&gt;, a &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;mentalidade machista&lt;/span&gt; e tantos outros temas graves que aparecen acompañados dun certo ton humorístico. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Na vindeira reunión comentaremos o desenlace desta novela.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4255957704226727270-5147008076369566743?l=clarslegendi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/feeds/5147008076369566743/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2009/05/la-sonrisa-etrusca-jl-sampedro.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/5147008076369566743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/5147008076369566743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2009/05/la-sonrisa-etrusca-jl-sampedro.html' title='LA SONRISA ETRUSCA, J.L. Sampedro'/><author><name>susana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03113262317257378533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SsznV1aO0rI/AAAAAAAABaU/MPaJ9T7bq8k/S220/L%C2%B4ENFER.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/Sh7t15j9GMI/AAAAAAAABV0/JoRXEfMjxuQ/s72-c/spo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255957704226727270.post-5753019649423876507</id><published>2009-05-13T21:18:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T21:38:39.057+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='literatura galega'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4º'/><title type='text'>VACAS MORTAS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SgshU-mhObI/AAAAAAAABTk/hu2WgDlhoBg/s1600-h/cova-das-vacas-mor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335394827836144050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 248px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SgshU-mhObI/AAAAAAAABTk/hu2WgDlhoBg/s400/cova-das-vacas-mor.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Na reunión de hoxe do grupo de 4º comentamos a nosa derradeira lectura, a novela de &lt;strong&gt;Jaureguizar&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jaureguizar.info/cova"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A cova das vacas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jaureguizar.info/cova"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;mortas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Coma sempre houbo diversidade de opinións e valoracións. Velaquí unha mostra:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AROA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; dixo: Ao principio a historia non me enganchou, pero ao aparecer Iria comeza a &lt;strong&gt;emoción&lt;/strong&gt; e o &lt;strong&gt;misterio&lt;/strong&gt; coa desaparición do avó.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ELVIRA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: O libro gustoume pero ás veces é un pouco &lt;strong&gt;repetitivo&lt;/strong&gt;. O personaxe que máis me gustou foi o da nai de Xoel, con todas as celebracións que facía cando saía do cárcere.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ÁNGELA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: O libro gustoume porque lle dá a volta ao &lt;strong&gt;tópico&lt;/strong&gt; do fillo drogado e a nai preocupada.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;VERÓNICA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: A historia non está mal, pero ás veces cando fala o avó resulta un pouco &lt;strong&gt;pesado&lt;/strong&gt; porque non conta historias divertidas. Por outra banda a vida de Xoel era un &lt;strong&gt;caos&lt;/strong&gt; porque estaba na miseria e a súa nai pasaba de todo.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ALICIA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: Paréceme unha historia algo entretida. Gustoume a &lt;strong&gt;relación&lt;/strong&gt; de Iria e Xoel e como marchan xuntos ao final. Pero en conxunto non me atrae.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LORENA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: A historia en si está ben, pero ao principio pareceume aburrida. Gustoume cando Xoel comeza a saír con Iria e &lt;strong&gt;se namoran&lt;/strong&gt;. Xoel é un rapaz moi &lt;strong&gt;responsable&lt;/strong&gt;: coida máis el da súa nai que a nai de el. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4255957704226727270-5753019649423876507?l=clarslegendi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/feeds/5753019649423876507/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2009/05/vacas-mortas.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/5753019649423876507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/5753019649423876507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2009/05/vacas-mortas.html' title='VACAS MORTAS'/><author><name>susana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03113262317257378533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SsznV1aO0rI/AAAAAAAABaU/MPaJ9T7bq8k/S220/L%C2%B4ENFER.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SgshU-mhObI/AAAAAAAABTk/hu2WgDlhoBg/s72-c/cova-das-vacas-mor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255957704226727270.post-4630430450457246580</id><published>2009-05-05T16:50:00.007+02:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T18:19:42.037+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adultos'/><title type='text'>O CLUB DE ADULTOS ESTÁ DE ESTREA</title><content type='html'>Xa case para rematar o curso os membros do Club de lectura de adultos embarcámonos nunha sesión doble, ao estilo das antigas &lt;strong&gt;sesións contínuas&lt;/strong&gt; do cine da nosa infancia. &lt;div&gt;Escollemos desta vez &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;dúas obras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ben diferentes, de autores consagrados e premiados e que nos trasladarán a lugares lonxanos e exóticos tanto polos continentes nos que se desenvolven coma polas situacións e vivencias dos seus protagonistas:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3vwjKcNsPz8/SgBSs-9N7nI/AAAAAAAACgU/GekHlsBZEWM/s1600-h/20090202194827-el-africano12009-00000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332352891574152818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 136px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3vwjKcNsPz8/SgBSs-9N7nI/AAAAAAAACgU/GekHlsBZEWM/s200/20090202194827-el-africano12009-00000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://asesinostimidos.blogspot.com/2008/08/el-africano-jmg-le-clzio-por-enrique.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;El&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;africano&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; de &lt;a href="http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jean-Marie_Gustave_Le_Cl%C3%A9zio"&gt;J. M. G. Le Clézio&lt;/a&gt;, premio Nobel de Literatura 2008, un relato pseudoautobiográfico do que o seu propio autor di: &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Durante moito tempo imaxinei que miña nai era negra. Inventara unha historia, un pasado, para fuxir da realidade, ao meu regreso desde África a Francia, onde non coñecía a ninguén, onde me convertera nun extranxeiro. Máis tarde descubrín, cando meu pai volveu a vivir con nós en Francia, que o africano era el. Foi difícil admitilo. Debín retroceder, recomenzar, tratar de comprender. En recordo de todo iso escribín &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;El africano&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;E &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://culturagalega.org/lg3/novidade_imp.php?Cod_prdccn=1445&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Tras do solpor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt; (&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tusquets-editores.es/murakami/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;After dark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;) obra do autor xaponés &lt;a href="http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Haruki_Murakami"&gt;Haruki &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Haruki_Murakami"&gt;Murak&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Haruki_Murakami"&gt;am&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Haruki_Murakami"&gt;i&lt;/a&gt;, traducido por primeira vez ao galego pola editorial Galaxia e que nos presentan así: &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3vwjKcNsPz8/SgBS1-fDp7I/AAAAAAAACgc/X1OwatoAUt0/s1600-h/SOLPOR.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332353046066472882" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 132px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3vwjKcNsPz8/SgBS1-fDp7I/AAAAAAAACgc/X1OwatoAUt0/s200/SOLPOR.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;"En Toquio, no tempo que vai da medianoite ao mencer, inícianse e remátanse as historias desta novela. No seu centro, dúas irmás: Eri, ensumida no sono do esquecemento, e Mari, a lectora solitaria. Cabo delas, un mozo trombonista de jazz, as empregadas dun love hotel e un frío e escuro executivo. Xente da noite, vidas que conflúen, segredos descubertos e preguntas que ás veces non precisan resposta."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dúas lecturas que prometen emocións e longos e cativadores debates para os que tentaremos estrear o noso &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;foro &lt;a href="http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Moodle"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Moodle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;Non abandonaremos as nosas deliciosas reunións de café e libros, iso non, pero si probaremos esta nova ferramenta que nos permitirá falar dos libros e de todo o que nos fagan sentir e pensar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Atentos todos, e sobre todo aqueles aos que lles resulta máis difícil acudir ás reunións presenciais!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Para acceder ao noso foro debedes pinchar neste enderezo &lt;a href="http://centros.edu.xunta.es/cpisanvicente/moodle/"&gt;http://centros.edu.xunta.es/cpisanvicente/moodle/&lt;/a&gt; e acceder coas claves que vos asignaremos cando veñades pola biblioteca.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Novas ferramentas, novas formas de comunicación, novas tecnoloxías, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;... quen dixo medo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/4255957704226727270-4630430450457246580?l=clarslegendi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/feeds/4630430450457246580/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2009/05/o-club-de-adultos-esta-de-estrea.html#comment-form' title='4 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/4630430450457246580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/4630430450457246580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2009/05/o-club-de-adultos-esta-de-estrea.html' title='O CLUB DE ADULTOS ESTÁ DE ESTREA'/><author><name>marmota</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09109687966772059718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3vwjKcNsPz8/SM9RNAzG_8I/AAAAAAAABJk/AIvRUHNAwQU/S220/silueta_de_la_sirena%5B1%5D.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3vwjKcNsPz8/SgBSs-9N7nI/AAAAAAAACgU/GekHlsBZEWM/s72-c/20090202194827-el-africano12009-00000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255957704226727270.post-6452985917854517757</id><published>2009-04-21T21:31:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T21:55:38.279+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lectura'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4º'/><title type='text'>A NOITE QUE WENDY APRENDEU A VOAR, Andreu Martín</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/Se4jZJfKJLI/AAAAAAAABSc/2PBCuCH8Ztw/s1600-h/wen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327234324176184498" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 324px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/Se4jZJfKJLI/AAAAAAAABSc/2PBCuCH8Ztw/s400/wen.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Na vindeira reunión do grupo de lectura de 4º imos comentar a novela &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A noite que Wendy aprendeu a voar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Andreu_Mart%C3%ADn"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Andreu Martín&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;(prolífico escritor de obras tan coñecidas como as protagonizadas por un dectective adolescente: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.iflanagan.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Flanagan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Esta obra, gañadora do XI Premio Bancaixa de Literatura Xuvenil, comeza cando Roger Dueso e Wendy Aguilar, policías de Barcelona, reciben un aviso dun código 60: un asasinato. Recaerá sobre Wendy a resolución deste caso que nos levará cun ritmo trepidante por diferentes escenarios da noite barcelonesa, relacionando esta morte coa orde secreta dos Illuminati. A ninguén deixará indiferente esta historia de loita pola vida, morte, arte e, por suposto, amor. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4255957704226727270-6452985917854517757?l=clarslegendi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/feeds/6452985917854517757/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2009/04/noite-que-wendy-aprendeu-voar-andreu.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/6452985917854517757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/6452985917854517757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2009/04/noite-que-wendy-aprendeu-voar-andreu.html' title='A NOITE QUE WENDY APRENDEU A VOAR, Andreu Martín'/><author><name>susana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03113262317257378533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SsznV1aO0rI/AAAAAAAABaU/MPaJ9T7bq8k/S220/L%C2%B4ENFER.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/Se4jZJfKJLI/AAAAAAAABSc/2PBCuCH8Ztw/s72-c/wen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255957704226727270.post-5997432973823641950</id><published>2009-04-13T09:59:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T10:29:13.079+02:00</updated><title type='text'>BRUMAS DE OCTUBRE no mes de abril ;-)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/fracturedfotos/538691165/"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324085551786541458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3vwjKcNsPz8/SeLzmeQGwZI/AAAAAAAACdM/Su5jKohqPt4/s320/amistad.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Adolescencia, conflictos escolares, rebeldía, incomprensión familiar, amores imposibles, profes, alumnos, notas, titores e os irrompibles lazos da amizade. Con estes ingredientes será difícil desencantar ao grupo de lectores de 3º.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3vwjKcNsPz8/SeL3qvagmXI/AAAAAAAACdU/RfJxAKKEVSI/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324090023159568754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 123px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3vwjKcNsPz8/SeL3qvagmXI/AAAAAAAACdU/RfJxAKKEVSI/s200/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nestas vacacións de pascua levamos todos nas nosas maletas &lt;a href="http://catalogo.edicionessm.com.mx/ver.aspx?catalogo=86&amp;amp;rama=004004002&amp;amp;p=1&amp;amp;libro=MX8322126118"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Brumas de octubre&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/a&gt;(premio Gran Angular 1993) da escritora galega &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.alfaguarainfantilyjuvenil.com/index.php?id=22&amp;amp;s=autor"&gt;Lola Gándara&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (autora de outros títulos coñecidos de literatura xuvenil como &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Gúardate de los Idus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;A escura lus do Tíber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Una aguja envenenada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; ou a máis recente &lt;a href="http://lij-jg.blogspot.com/2008/06/el-robo-de-la-perla-de-lola-gndara.html"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;El robo de la perla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O próximo mércores vos daremos noticia das nosas impresións sobre os problemas de Miguel, Vero, Leti, Couselo...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4255957704226727270-5997432973823641950?l=clarslegendi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/feeds/5997432973823641950/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2009/04/brumas-de-octubre-para-o-mes-de-abril.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/5997432973823641950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/5997432973823641950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2009/04/brumas-de-octubre-para-o-mes-de-abril.html' title='BRUMAS DE OCTUBRE no mes de abril ;-)'/><author><name>marmota</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09109687966772059718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3vwjKcNsPz8/SM9RNAzG_8I/AAAAAAAABJk/AIvRUHNAwQU/S220/silueta_de_la_sirena%5B1%5D.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3vwjKcNsPz8/SeLzmeQGwZI/AAAAAAAACdM/Su5jKohqPt4/s72-c/amistad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255957704226727270.post-4709587662837588327</id><published>2009-03-23T19:36:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T20:01:10.655+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='literatura francesa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adultos'/><title type='text'>EL CONSUELO, Anna Gavalda</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/ScfcWyD7X3I/AAAAAAAABP8/IWuN1H0hbBo/s1600-h/anna.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316460169087639410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 269px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/ScfcWyD7X3I/AAAAAAAABP8/IWuN1H0hbBo/s400/anna.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;O club de lectura de adultos está embarcado noutra apaixoante aventura. Esta de verdade! Estamo a ler &lt;a href="http://www.seix-barral.es/fichalibro.asp?libro=1062"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;El consuelo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/a&gt;da escritora francesa &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Anna_Gavalda"&gt;Anna Gavalda &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;(&lt;em&gt;La Plus Belle Lettre&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;d'amour&lt;/em&gt;, 1992 ; &lt;em&gt;Je voudrais que quelqu'un m'attende quelque part,&lt;/em&gt; 1999; &lt;em&gt;Ceux qui savent comprendront,&lt;/em&gt; 2000; &lt;em&gt;L'échappée belle&lt;/em&gt;, 2001; &lt;em&gt;35 kilos d'espoir&lt;/em&gt;, 2002; &lt;em&gt;Je l'aimais&lt;/em&gt;, 2002; &lt;em&gt;Ensemble, c'est tout&lt;/em&gt;, 2004).&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Conta unha historia chea de ternura, humor, sufrimento, soidade, familia, recordos, vivencias, pasado, presente, cidade, campo... A novela está protagonizada por Charles Balanda, un arquitecto de 46 anos inmerso nunha crise persoal e profesional. O estilo é sinxelo, aínda que poden entorpecer a lectura as sucesivas alternancias no punto de vista narrativo. Que ninguén se desanime, paga a pena o pequeno esforzo para disfrutar desta marabillosa historia de... amor?&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/4255957704226727270-4709587662837588327?l=clarslegendi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/feeds/4709587662837588327/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2009/03/el-consuelo-anna-gavalda.html#comment-form' title='5 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/4709587662837588327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/4709587662837588327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2009/03/el-consuelo-anna-gavalda.html' title='EL CONSUELO, Anna Gavalda'/><author><name>susana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03113262317257378533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SsznV1aO0rI/AAAAAAAABaU/MPaJ9T7bq8k/S220/L%C2%B4ENFER.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/ScfcWyD7X3I/AAAAAAAABP8/IWuN1H0hbBo/s72-c/anna.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255957704226727270.post-7945407935891930026</id><published>2009-03-18T08:04:00.009+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T13:30:12.423+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='3º'/><title type='text'>Misterios e morcegos</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/barandalla/2237952574/"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314420555546819522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3vwjKcNsPz8/ScCdVphm-8I/AAAAAAAACZs/ssFdwMIylqo/s400/misteriosa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unha casa misteriosa, un perigoso pantano asasino, un rapaz morto, unha extraña bañeira cuberta cunha saba... Os lectores de 3º estamos cativos desta espeluznante historia (&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;El lugar de los murciélagos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, de Joan Manuel Gisbert). Que será de Elma?, que pretende o señor Graña? Por que non fuxe de alí xa?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eu creo que Elma non quere fuxir da casa por culpa de que Graña é un manipulador, non só por iso, senón que tamén creo que non marcha pola intriga de saber por que morreu Jorge.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;(Alicia)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eu recoméndolle o libro a todos. O principio é un pouco aburrido, pero despois vaise poñendo moi interesante. A min nalgúns momentos incluso me dá medo. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;Noelia)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Pois non vou moi adiantada, pero teño ganas de seguir. Polas opinións dos meus compañeiros o libro promete, e confio na súa opinión, por iso recomendo como eles este libro, e espero pronto acabar coa intriga. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;(Diana)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;A min gustoume moito o que lin. É moi emocionante e paréceme interesante . Eu recoméndoo porque creo que lle pode gustar a todos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; (DANIEL)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Paréceme un libro interesante e moi misterioso en tódolos aspectos recoméndoo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. (JULIO) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/bichohoja/2799841762/"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314421239557830306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3vwjKcNsPz8/ScCd9dqitqI/AAAAAAAACZ0/TocALk65kwc/s400/2799841762_4cab58f502.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4255957704226727270-7945407935891930026?l=clarslegendi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/feeds/7945407935891930026/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2009/03/unha-casa-misteriosa-un-perigoso.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/7945407935891930026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/7945407935891930026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2009/03/unha-casa-misteriosa-un-perigoso.html' title='Misterios e morcegos'/><author><name>marmota</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09109687966772059718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3vwjKcNsPz8/SM9RNAzG_8I/AAAAAAAABJk/AIvRUHNAwQU/S220/silueta_de_la_sirena%5B1%5D.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3vwjKcNsPz8/ScCdVphm-8I/AAAAAAAACZs/ssFdwMIylqo/s72-c/misteriosa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255957704226727270.post-1235409960895785777</id><published>2009-03-15T18:17:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T18:59:49.764+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lectura'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4º'/><title type='text'>COMENTARIOS SOBRE "O SEÑOR IBRAHIM E AS FLORES DO CORÁN"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://instituto-sufi.blogspot.com/2008/05/simbolismo-de-la-danza-derviche-del.html"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313470986450042930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/Sb09tc-zADI/AAAAAAAABPQ/3RHIr1X3ogo/s400/SEMA-3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Os alumnos e alumnas de 4º curso de Diversificación Curricular remataron a lectura de &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;O señor Ibrahim e as flores do corán&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; de &lt;strong&gt;Eric -Emmanuel Schmitt&lt;/strong&gt;. Estas son algunhas das súas opinións:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;O libro gustoume moito, pero o final non o esperaba así.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Foi un dos poucos libros que rematei de boa gana. Paréceme moi duro que o pai abandoe a Momo cos once anos que tiña daquela&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/em&gt; (&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Tania&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Este é un libro moi interesante, é un relato moi sinxelo de ler e pouca extensión. Dos libros que lin durante o curso, creo que é o que máis me gustou de todos. O que menos me gustou foi o final porque non pensaba que remataría así&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. (&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Martín&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Este é un dos libros que máis me gustou de todos os que lin este ano. Unha das cousas que máis me gustou foi que o tendeiro sabía que Momo, o rapaz, roubaba, pero aínda así decide ser amigo seu, e acaban sendo moi bos amigos. O que menos me gustou foi que o pai tratase mal a Momo e que o comparase co seu irmán, e que ao final morrese Ibrahim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. (&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Pablo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nos vindeiros días veremos a película baseada nesta fermosa historia. Velaquí un adianto.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="265" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/83ycIA5PjYA&amp;amp;hl=es&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/83ycIA5PjYA&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4255957704226727270-1235409960895785777?l=clarslegendi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/feeds/1235409960895785777/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2009/03/comentarios-sobre-o-senor-ibrahim-e-as.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/1235409960895785777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/1235409960895785777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2009/03/comentarios-sobre-o-senor-ibrahim-e-as.html' title='COMENTARIOS SOBRE &quot;O SEÑOR IBRAHIM E AS FLORES DO CORÁN&quot;'/><author><name>susana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03113262317257378533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SsznV1aO0rI/AAAAAAAABaU/MPaJ9T7bq8k/S220/L%C2%B4ENFER.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/Sb09tc-zADI/AAAAAAAABPQ/3RHIr1X3ogo/s72-c/SEMA-3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255957704226727270.post-9127498625662077959</id><published>2009-03-12T22:40:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T19:35:12.326+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='violencia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='familia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='convivencia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lectura'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inmigración'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amizade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='xenofobia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cómic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amor'/><title type='text'>E MÁIS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SbmOS__4bCI/AAAAAAAABPI/71Vsl1Es-9Y/s1600-h/abrazouo3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312433692528372770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SbmOS__4bCI/AAAAAAAABPI/71Vsl1Es-9Y/s400/abrazouo3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; O pasado mércores tivemos reunión os de cuarto. Rematamos a lectura de &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.almezzer.com/index.php?option=com_content&amp;amp;task=view&amp;amp;id=222&amp;amp;Itemid=30"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Autobiografía de un cobarde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;de A. &lt;strong&gt;Gómez Cerdá.&lt;/strong&gt; Foron moitos os temas que tratamos na charla&lt;strong&gt;: a inmigración, a xenofobia, as relacións cos pais, a dependencia dos amigos, o primeiro amor, a violencia... Todas as opinións coincidiron en valorar dun xeito moi positivo este libro pola temática e, especialmente, pola peculiar maneira de contar esta historia, cunha linguaxe moi próxima e sen empregar case signos de puntuación.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Coas seguintes lecturas faremos un percorrido pola novela gráfica e a banda deseñada: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Maus&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Barrio lejano&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Courtney Crumrin&lt;/span&gt;, Cinema Panopticum, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Arrugas&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;El sonido de los colores&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Xa vos contaremos o resultado desta apaixoante 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MÁIS!'/><author><name>susana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03113262317257378533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SsznV1aO0rI/AAAAAAAABaU/MPaJ9T7bq8k/S220/L%C2%B4ENFER.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SbmOS__4bCI/AAAAAAAABPI/71Vsl1Es-9Y/s72-c/abrazouo3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255957704226727270.post-8138678317112437011</id><published>2009-03-08T22:18:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T22:32:47.132+01:00</updated><title type='text'>EDUCAR ES...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SbQ5HjL3N4I/AAAAAAAABO4/FOZnUhdTsJY/s1600-h/BARCO.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310932662443521922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SbQ5HjL3N4I/AAAAAAAABO4/FOZnUhdTsJY/s400/BARCO.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;Educar es lo mismo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;que poner un motor a una barca... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;hay que medir, pensar, equilibrar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;... y poner todo en marcha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;Pero para eso,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;uno tiene que llevar en el alma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;un poco de marino...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;un poco de pirata...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;un poco de poeta...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;y un kilo y medio de paciencia concentrada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;Pero es consolador soñar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;mientras uno trabaja,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;que ese barco, ese niño&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;irá muy lejos por el agua.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;Soñar que ese navío&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;llevará nuestra carga de palabras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;hacia puertos distantes, hacia islas lejanas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;Soñar que cuando un día&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;esté durmiendo nuestra propia barca,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;en barcos nuevos seguirá&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;nuestra bandera enarbolada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gabrielcelaya.com/"&gt;Gabriel Celaya&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SsznV1aO0rI/AAAAAAAABaU/MPaJ9T7bq8k/S220/L%C2%B4ENFER.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SbQ5HjL3N4I/AAAAAAAABO4/FOZnUhdTsJY/s72-c/BARCO.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255957704226727270.post-8313543986779704297</id><published>2009-03-03T20:14:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T20:46:01.758+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jaureguizar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lecturas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='literatura galega'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adultos'/><title type='text'>SHAKESPEARE CON LIMÓN, POR FAVOR</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/Sa2Ek_NbI2I/AAAAAAAABOo/5LW1EjDaaLs/s1600-h/lemons1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309045306717578082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/Sa2Ek_NbI2I/AAAAAAAABOo/5LW1EjDaaLs/s400/lemons1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;"...AS FANTASÍAS SON O ÚNICO ESPAZO ONDE HABITA A XUSTIZA QUE COMPENSA A NATUREZA XIBOSA DA REALIDADE"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Así comeza, pouco máis ou menos, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;O Globo de Shakespeare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, a obra de &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Jaureguizar&lt;/span&gt; que estamos a ler no grupo de adultos. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Esa realidade xibosa tan evidente no personaxe de Ricardo, déixase ver tamén no resto de homes e mulleres que habitan esta novela. Nós mesmos formamos parte desa farsa cotiá en canto seres imperfectos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;E os limóns? Que pintan nesta historia?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;Algún xa rematou a lectura, outros case tamén, así que os rezagados &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;bulide&lt;/span&gt;!, que xa é tempo de reunirnos e falar vagariño deste microcosmos do pasado/presente.&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/4255957704226727270-8313543986779704297?l=clarslegendi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/feeds/8313543986779704297/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2009/03/shakespeare-con-limon-por-favor.html#comment-form' title='8 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/8313543986779704297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/8313543986779704297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2009/03/shakespeare-con-limon-por-favor.html' title='SHAKESPEARE CON LIMÓN, POR FAVOR'/><author><name>susana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03113262317257378533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SsznV1aO0rI/AAAAAAAABaU/MPaJ9T7bq8k/S220/L%C2%B4ENFER.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/Sa2Ek_NbI2I/AAAAAAAABOo/5LW1EjDaaLs/s72-c/lemons1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255957704226727270.post-3334285026536777223</id><published>2009-02-27T21:25:00.009+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T17:43:03.534+01:00</updated><title type='text'>MÁIS LECTURAS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SahWLj7okLI/AAAAAAAABNI/79zFF-L_GKs/s1600-h/jaure.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307586917480042674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 330px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SahWLj7okLI/AAAAAAAABNI/79zFF-L_GKs/s400/jaure.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SahYHlSpTNI/AAAAAAAABNo/vzoPf3OWc1s/s1600-h/O-GLOBO-DE-SHAKESPEARE-18235.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307589048148774098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SahYHlSpTNI/AAAAAAAABNo/vzoPf3OWc1s/s200/O-GLOBO-DE-SHAKESPEARE-18235.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;O grupo de adultos estamos a ler a derradeira novela de &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Santiago Jaureguizar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;O Globo de Shakespeare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; (Xerais), &lt;a href="http://elprogreso.galiciae.com/nova/12175.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Premio Terra de Melide&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;2008. Este bilbaíno afincado en Galicia que traballa no xornal &lt;em&gt;El Progreso&lt;/em&gt; de Lugo, é autor de varias novelas xuvenís das que destacan &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Cova das Vacas Mortas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; (2006, Premio da Fundación Caixa Galicia) e &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Plastilina nos pulmóns&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; (2007).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SahWzAT7FKI/AAAAAAAABNQ/BO9gc3GxJZY/s1600-h/autobiografia_de_un_cobarde.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307587595113010338" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 138px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 219px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SahWzAT7FKI/AAAAAAAABNQ/BO9gc3GxJZY/s320/autobiografia_de_un_cobarde.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;En 4º temos dous grupos de lectores. Un deles vai ler &lt;a href="http://lij-jg.blogspot.com/2008/09/autobiografa-de-un-cobarde-alfredo-gmez.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Autobiografía de un cobarde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/a&gt;de &lt;strong&gt;Alfredo Gómez Cerdá&lt;/strong&gt; (SM), protagonizada por Edu, un rapaz de 16 anos que deberá tomar unha difícil decisión.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SahXaict9VI/AAAAAAAABNY/pyZrTkyDTrE/s1600-h/libros_1198.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307588274291602770" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 117px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 199px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SahXaict9VI/AAAAAAAABNY/pyZrTkyDTrE/s200/libros_1198.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;O outro grupo de 4º está a ler &lt;a href="http://www.librosenblanco.com/libros-de-narrativa-contemporanea/el-senor-ibrahim-y-las-flores-del-coran/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;O señor Ibrahim e as flores do Corán&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/a&gt;de &lt;strong&gt;Eric-Emmanuel Schmitt&lt;/strong&gt;, unha breve historia sobre unha amizade moi especial.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SahYdV9w7iI/AAAAAAAABNw/BWhLpSL_tgc/s1600-h/muestraPortada.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307589421991783970" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 93px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SahYdV9w7iI/AAAAAAAABNw/BWhLpSL_tgc/s200/muestraPortada.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;O club de 2º de ESO comezou a lectura dunha interesantísima obra titulada &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;El mago de Hitler&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, de &lt;strong&gt;P. Bernauw e Guy Didelez&lt;/strong&gt;, baseada nun personaxe real: &lt;strong&gt;Erik Jan Hanussen,&lt;/strong&gt; vidente e ilusionista xudeu que foi amigo de Adolf Hitler, ata que desapareceu e a vida da súa familia cambiou radicalmente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3vwjKcNsPz8/SalpCgTfq1I/AAAAAAAACRQ/8apVQV17ESw/s1600-h/lugar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307889127585196882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 128px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 182px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3vwjKcNsPz8/SalpCgTfq1I/AAAAAAAACRQ/8apVQV17ESw/s320/lugar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Finalmente, o club de 3º, seguindo o ronsel dos seus compañeiros de 4º están a sumerxirse nos misterios que inundan a vida da xoven Elma cando é acollida xenerosamente pola familia Reinosa en &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;El lugar de los murciélagos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; de &lt;strong&gt;Joan Manuel Gisbert&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4255957704226727270-3334285026536777223?l=clarslegendi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/feeds/3334285026536777223/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2009/02/mais-lecturas.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/3334285026536777223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/3334285026536777223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2009/02/mais-lecturas.html' title='MÁIS LECTURAS'/><author><name>susana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03113262317257378533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SsznV1aO0rI/AAAAAAAABaU/MPaJ9T7bq8k/S220/L%C2%B4ENFER.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SahWLj7okLI/AAAAAAAABNI/79zFF-L_GKs/s72-c/jaure.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255957704226727270.post-243685694403643523</id><published>2009-02-12T16:45:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T17:10:46.511+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adultos'/><title type='text'>GASOLINA, POR FAVOR</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SZRIFwT-19I/AAAAAAAABL0/Of4gbdkYEQk/s1600-h/fuego-agua.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301941925027174354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SZRIFwT-19I/AAAAAAAABL0/Of4gbdkYEQk/s400/fuego-agua.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rematada a lectura de &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;La chica que soñaba con una cerilla y un bidón de gasolina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, de S. Larsson, celebraremos o vindeiro &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;martes 17&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; unha nova reunión do grupo de lectura de adultos. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Beberemos café, comeremos sándwichs e falaremos do decepcionantes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- ou non - &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;que poden resultar certos libros. Comentaremos o inesperado xiro do personaxe máis prometedor da primeira parte: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Lisbeth-McGiver-Salander&lt;/span&gt; e polemizaremos sobre as diferentes maneiras de crear un produto de consumo doado, coas consecuencias que provoca o "fast-food": dor de tripa e mal sabor de boca.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301940619252299986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 418px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 314px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SZRG5v6_eNI/AAAAAAAABLs/FVFiGfkQJoI/s400/Drink-Coffee-Posters.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4255957704226727270-243685694403643523?l=clarslegendi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SZRIFwT-19I/AAAAAAAABL0/Of4gbdkYEQk/s72-c/fuego-agua.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255957704226727270.post-5974404880336912291</id><published>2009-02-09T09:54:00.010+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T14:02:30.897+01:00</updated><title type='text'>PIENSO MESA Y DIGO SILLA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3vwjKcNsPz8/SZApJdW0p4I/AAAAAAAACOc/5ShFVbixbe8/s1600-h/2529205576_157c181a0d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300782003890988930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3vwjKcNsPz8/SZApJdW0p4I/AAAAAAAACOc/5ShFVbixbe8/s400/2529205576_157c181a0d.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pienso mesa y digo silla,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Compro pan y me lo dejo,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lo que aprendo se me olvida,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lo que pasa es que te quiero.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;La trilla lo dice todo;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Y el mendigo en el alero,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;El pez vuela por la sala&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;El toro sopla en el ruedo.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Entre Santander y Asturias&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pasa un río, pasa un ciervo,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pasa un rebaño de santas,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pasa un peso.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Entre mi sangre y el llanto&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hay un puente muy pequeño,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Y por él no pasa nada,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lo que pasa es que te quiero.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;GLORIA FUERTES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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SILLA'/><author><name>marmota</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09109687966772059718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3vwjKcNsPz8/SM9RNAzG_8I/AAAAAAAABJk/AIvRUHNAwQU/S220/silueta_de_la_sirena%5B1%5D.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3vwjKcNsPz8/SZApJdW0p4I/AAAAAAAACOc/5ShFVbixbe8/s72-c/2529205576_157c181a0d.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255957704226727270.post-4184418161715716810</id><published>2009-02-06T18:25:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T18:49:32.194+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3vwjKcNsPz8/SYxysWE7d4I/AAAAAAAACNk/oNpSvwCkFvg/s1600-h/accueil_blacksad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299736967674296194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 351px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3vwjKcNsPz8/SYxysWE7d4I/AAAAAAAACNk/oNpSvwCkFvg/s400/accueil_blacksad.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;O club de lectura de 3º volve ao cómic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3vwjKcNsPz8/SYx02lhMUtI/AAAAAAAACNs/dKzJSBOyhjM/s1600-h/billyavellanas01g.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299739342641320658" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 222px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3vwjKcNsPz8/SYx02lhMUtI/AAAAAAAACNs/dKzJSBOyhjM/s320/billyavellanas01g.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3vwjKcNsPz8/SYx1BGRxaBI/AAAAAAAACN0/xqGe7MqSE1k/s1600-h/memoriaenlosbolsillos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299739523233703954" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3vwjKcNsPz8/SYx1BGRxaBI/AAAAAAAACN0/xqGe7MqSE1k/s200/memoriaenlosbolsillos.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;Despois de sufrir (ata as lágrimas algunha que outra) coas paixóns e dores Aki e Sakutaro. Despois de empaparnos de costumes e amores orientais. Volvemos ao cómic (banda deseñada, novela gráfica... cal será o termo correcto?).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unha nova selección de títulos para compartir e saborear entre todos, con temáticas e estéticas moi variadas: inmigración nas grandes cidades europeas, intriga policíaca, animais humanizados, infancia e espertar á vida adulta, aventuras fantásticas... Ninguén quedará decepcionado, iso seguro. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3vwjKcNsPz8/SYx11kVIOiI/AAAAAAAACN8/OTd8YoYplvk/s1600-h/tierra.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299740424654043682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 226px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3vwjKcNsPz8/SYx11kVIOiI/AAAAAAAACN8/OTd8YoYplvk/s320/tierra.jpg" border="0" /&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;A nosa selección: &lt;a href="http://www.planetacomic.net/comics_detalle.asp?Id=16167&amp;amp;cat=9536"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;La memoria en los bolsillos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/a&gt;de  Etienne Le Roux, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://bijcomic.blogsome.com/2009/01/02/historias-color-tierra-1-descubre-el-manhwa/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Historias color tierra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; de  Kim Dong-Hwa, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://trazosenelbloc.blogspot.com/2007/03/billy-avellanas-de-tony-millionaire.html"&gt;Billy Avellanas&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; de Tony Millionaire e &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.guiadelcomic.com/comics/blacksad.htm"&gt;Blacksad 2 e 3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;de Guarnido e Canales.&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;Tal vez as que abandonaron o barco teñan tentacións de volver a subir a bordo... (Ata pronto Desiree, Laura P. e Laura V.)&lt;/div&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4255957704226727270-4184418161715716810?l=clarslegendi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/feeds/4184418161715716810/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2009/02/o-club-de-lectura-de-3-volve-ao-comic.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/4184418161715716810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/4184418161715716810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2009/02/o-club-de-lectura-de-3-volve-ao-comic.html' title=''/><author><name>marmota</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09109687966772059718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3vwjKcNsPz8/SM9RNAzG_8I/AAAAAAAABJk/AIvRUHNAwQU/S220/silueta_de_la_sirena%5B1%5D.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3vwjKcNsPz8/SYxysWE7d4I/AAAAAAAACNk/oNpSvwCkFvg/s72-c/accueil_blacksad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255957704226727270.post-7737564074040161918</id><published>2009-02-05T16:58:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T17:14:02.252+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poesía'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amor'/><title type='text'>MALDITO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SYsPIZRTAKI/AAAAAAAABLM/F-hQYw6g6CY/s1600-h/red_heart_in_corner_1152x864.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299346023428325538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SYsPIZRTAKI/AAAAAAAABLM/F-hQYw6g6CY/s400/red_heart_in_corner_1152x864.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Maldito seas, Amor, perpetuamente,&lt;br /&gt;tu nombre, tu saeta, venda y fuego;&lt;br /&gt;tu nombre, que con tal desasosiego&lt;br /&gt;me fuerza a andar perdido entre la gente;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a name="2361"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;tu flecha, que me hizo así obediente;&lt;br /&gt;de aquella falsa, de quien ya reniego;&lt;br /&gt;tu venda, con que me hiciste ciego&lt;br /&gt;y así juzgué por ángel la serpiente;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a name="2362"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;y el fuego sea maldito, cuya llama&lt;br /&gt;no toca al cuerdo, que es muy gran locura,&lt;br /&gt;y al necio sólo su crueldad consiente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a name="2363"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Y así el cuitado espíritu que ama&lt;br /&gt;dirá, tu rostro viendo o tu figura:&lt;br /&gt;«Maldito seas, Amor, perpetuamente».&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;Francisco de Figueroa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4255957704226727270-7737564074040161918?l=clarslegendi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/feeds/7737564074040161918/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2009/02/maldito.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/7737564074040161918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/7737564074040161918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2009/02/maldito.html' title='MALDITO'/><author><name>susana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03113262317257378533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SsznV1aO0rI/AAAAAAAABaU/MPaJ9T7bq8k/S220/L%C2%B4ENFER.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SYsPIZRTAKI/AAAAAAAABLM/F-hQYw6g6CY/s72-c/red_heart_in_corner_1152x864.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255957704226727270.post-4728733741008977446</id><published>2009-02-02T18:30:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T18:52:13.142+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='novela'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poesía'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teatro'/><title type='text'>ARS AMANDI</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/prosa/"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298258428423152898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 305px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SYcx-CJhpQI/AAAAAAAABJ0/-cM0detOSJk/s400/Amor+eterno.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Este mes de febreiro, dedicado ao amor, bríndanos a excusa perfecta para elaborar unha pequena lista de recomendacións de &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;novelas, obras de teatro ou poemarios que teñan como tema principal o amor&lt;/span&gt;, en calquera das súas vertentes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Velaquí a miña proposta:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que me queres, Amor?,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; de &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;M. Rivas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;El amor en los tiempos del cólera&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, de &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;G. García Márquez.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Madame Bovary&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, de &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;G. Flaubert&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Seda&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, de &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;A. Baricco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Romeo e Xulieta&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (of course), de &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;W. Shakespeare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;La voz a ti debida&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, de &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;P. Salinas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Cal é a vosa proposta literaria?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4255957704226727270-4728733741008977446?l=clarslegendi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/feeds/4728733741008977446/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2009/02/ars-amandi.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/4728733741008977446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/4728733741008977446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2009/02/ars-amandi.html' title='ARS AMANDI'/><author><name>susana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03113262317257378533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SsznV1aO0rI/AAAAAAAABaU/MPaJ9T7bq8k/S220/L%C2%B4ENFER.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SYcx-CJhpQI/AAAAAAAABJ0/-cM0detOSJk/s72-c/Amor+eterno.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255957704226727270.post-2721068521525588494</id><published>2009-01-27T21:01:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T16:57:46.442+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lecturas'/><title type='text'>NOVIDADES!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SYB_--UCtNI/AAAAAAAABI0/xo7jPweivCU/s1600-h/cerillas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296373881643381970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 262px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SYB_--UCtNI/AAAAAAAABI0/xo7jPweivCU/s400/cerillas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hai moito tempo que non damos sinais de vida, pero iso non debe ser motivo de preocupación. Todo o contrario. Estamos inmersos en tantas e tan variadas lecturas que non atopamos momento para sentarnos diante do ordenador!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fagamos un breve repaso:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;O grupo de Primeiro está a ler &lt;a href="http://www.editorialgalaxia.es/catalogo/libro.php?id_libro=0010080244"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Made in Galiza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/a&gt;de &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://gl.wikipedia.org/wiki/S%C3%A9chu_Sende"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Séchu Sende&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, un conxunto de historias cun denominador común: a defensa da lingua galega.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;O alumnos de Segundo continúa a lectura dunha novela apaixoante, &lt;a href="http://www.geocities.com/takedaheito/la_historia_interminable.htm"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;La historia interminable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/a&gt;de&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.xtec.net/recursos/lit_inf/dossiers/ende/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Michael Ende&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Os grupo de Terceiro e máis Cuarto de Diversificación optaron por ler unha selección de &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;cómic e novela gráfica&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;As alumnas de Cuarto van rematar &lt;a href="http://www.edelvives.com/catalogo/guias/95433.pdf"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;El lugar de los murciélagos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/a&gt;de &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Joan_Manuel_Gisbert"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Joan Manuel Gisbert&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, unha historia de misterio e sucesos que non teñen explicación.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Os compoñentes do grupo de adultos recibimos xa (grazas &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://clubdosegrel.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Loly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;) a segunda parte da triloxía &lt;em&gt;Millennium&lt;/em&gt; de &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.serielarsson.com/autor.php"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;S. Larsson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.serielarsson.com/chica_sonaba_cerilla.php"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;La chica que soñaba con una cerilla y un bidón de gasolina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Xa vedes que a actividade é incesante e o tempo escaso, moi escaso...En fin, boas lecturas.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296070349598360514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 327px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 204px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SX9r7FVKA8I/AAAAAAAABIs/E013lc7VcW8/s400/leer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4255957704226727270-2721068521525588494?l=clarslegendi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/feeds/2721068521525588494/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2009/01/novidades.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/2721068521525588494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/2721068521525588494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2009/01/novidades.html' title='NOVIDADES!'/><author><name>susana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03113262317257378533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SsznV1aO0rI/AAAAAAAABaU/MPaJ9T7bq8k/S220/L%C2%B4ENFER.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SYB_--UCtNI/AAAAAAAABI0/xo7jPweivCU/s72-c/cerillas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255957704226727270.post-6549192599850112260</id><published>2009-01-16T14:59:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T15:33:28.637+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poesía'/><title type='text'>DESNATADA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SXCZNChtkrI/AAAAAAAABDs/64LSpS7I4_4/s1600-h/leche_concentrada_y_entera.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291898011455951538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 336px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SXCZNChtkrI/AAAAAAAABDs/64LSpS7I4_4/s400/leche_concentrada_y_entera.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;DESNATADA &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estoy al borde de ser borde,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;me lo noto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;El precipicio crece,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;estoy cansada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Estoy al borde de ser borde,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;estoy a punto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;de nieve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;mucha nieve. Estoy helada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Estoy al borde de ser borde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;y duele mucho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;¡Dios mío, hazme mediocre!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Estoy cansada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;de apostarme la vida a cada instante,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;de ir desnuda y verter en todo, el alma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Déjame que me quede aquí&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;en el medio,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;envuelta en celofán,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;bien razonada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Dame mesura, Dios,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;dame mesura,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;mesura chapucera y cotidiana.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Hazme mediocre, Dios,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;hazme mediocre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;En vez de corazón,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;una ensaimada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Y el alma en tetra-brik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;para que dure...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Ten compasión&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;y hazme desnatada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.geocities.com/elportalsinbelen/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;BELÉN REYES&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;del libro” Desnatada ”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4255957704226727270-6549192599850112260?l=clarslegendi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/feeds/6549192599850112260/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2009/01/desnatada.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/6549192599850112260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/6549192599850112260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2009/01/desnatada.html' title='DESNATADA'/><author><name>susana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03113262317257378533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SsznV1aO0rI/AAAAAAAABaU/MPaJ9T7bq8k/S220/L%C2%B4ENFER.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SXCZNChtkrI/AAAAAAAABDs/64LSpS7I4_4/s72-c/leche_concentrada_y_entera.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255957704226727270.post-2210253905840432294</id><published>2009-01-10T09:31:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T09:49:33.147+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poesía'/><title type='text'>NOCHE Y NIEVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SWhglTmUtDI/AAAAAAAABDk/5AZSpyBzyd8/s1600-h/Nieve+13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289583956379087922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 313px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SWhglTmUtDI/AAAAAAAABDk/5AZSpyBzyd8/s400/Nieve+13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Noche y nieve&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Me asomé a la ventana y en lugar de jardín &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hallé la noche&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;enteramente constelada de nieve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;La nieve hace tangible el silencio y es el desplome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;de la luz y se apaga.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;La nieve no quiere decir nada: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Es sólo una pregunta que deja caer &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;millones de signos de interrogación &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sobre el mundo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;José Emilio Pacheco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4255957704226727270-2210253905840432294?l=clarslegendi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/feeds/2210253905840432294/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2009/01/noche-y-nieve.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/2210253905840432294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/2210253905840432294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2009/01/noche-y-nieve.html' title='NOCHE Y NIEVE'/><author><name>susana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03113262317257378533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SsznV1aO0rI/AAAAAAAABaU/MPaJ9T7bq8k/S220/L%C2%B4ENFER.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SWhglTmUtDI/AAAAAAAABDk/5AZSpyBzyd8/s72-c/Nieve+13.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255957704226727270.post-9185753535167490804</id><published>2008-12-31T09:59:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T13:30:27.832+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='infancia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poesía'/><title type='text'>NIÑA, Octavio Paz</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SVtlTdiW-iI/AAAAAAAABDc/xozCmGrmQIg/s1600-h/ARBOL.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285929972670069282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 368px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 275px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SVtlTdiW-iI/AAAAAAAABDc/xozCmGrmQIg/s400/ARBOL.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SVtj145Y3cI/AAAAAAAABDU/-WOo0gBI2uQ/s1600-h/spaceball.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285928365106716098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 1px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 1px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SVtj145Y3cI/AAAAAAAABDU/-WOo0gBI2uQ/s400/spaceball.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;              Niña&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nombras el árbol, niña.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Y el árbol crece, lento,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;alto deslumbramiento,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hasta volvernos verde la mirada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nombras el cielo, niña.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Y las nubes pelean con el viento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;y el espacio se vuelve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;un transparente campo de batalla.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nombras el agua, niña.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Y el agua brota, no sé dónde,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;brilla en las hojas, habla entre las piedras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;y en húmedos vapores nos convierte.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;No dices nada, niña.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Y la ola amarilla,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;la marea de sol,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;en su cresta nos alza,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;en los cuatro horizontes nos dispersa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;y nos devuelve, intactos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;en el centro del día, a ser nosotros.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Octavio Paz&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bajo tu clara sombra&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; (1935-1944)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4255957704226727270-9185753535167490804?l=clarslegendi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/feeds/9185753535167490804/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2008/12/nia-octavio-paz.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/9185753535167490804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/9185753535167490804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2008/12/nia-octavio-paz.html' title='NIÑA, Octavio Paz'/><author><name>susana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03113262317257378533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SsznV1aO0rI/AAAAAAAABaU/MPaJ9T7bq8k/S220/L%C2%B4ENFER.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SVtlTdiW-iI/AAAAAAAABDc/xozCmGrmQIg/s72-c/ARBOL.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255957704226727270.post-9027659975503178344</id><published>2008-12-19T17:59:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T18:12:04.481+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lectura'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adultos'/><title type='text'>AMARÁS A LECTURA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SUvVxbPPM0I/AAAAAAAABDM/ipXAjczwJ_Q/s1600-h/hombres.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281550033124012866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 301px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SUvVxbPPM0I/AAAAAAAABDM/ipXAjczwJ_Q/s400/hombres.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Os lectores do club de adultos recollimos hoxe os exemplares que amablemente nos enviaron desde o I.E.S. de Fene (&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;grazas, Loly&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;) da novela de Stieg Larsson &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.serielarsson.com/libro.php"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Los hombres que no amaban a las mujeres&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Algúns miraban incrédulos as máis de 650 páxinas da obra elexida, e non pensaban ser quen de rematar a lectura no tempo marcado. Polo que teño escoitado sucede todo o contrario: é un libro que se devora coa ferocidade de quen precisa saber que acontece a continuación, e cando se decata... xa rematou! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ánimo, lectores, que temos moitos días por diante para mergullarnos nesta e noutras lecturas.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Boas vacacións e feliz aninovo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4255957704226727270-9027659975503178344?l=clarslegendi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/feeds/9027659975503178344/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2008/12/amars-lectura.html#comment-form' title='8 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/9027659975503178344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/9027659975503178344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2008/12/amars-lectura.html' title='AMARÁS A LECTURA'/><author><name>susana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03113262317257378533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SsznV1aO0rI/AAAAAAAABaU/MPaJ9T7bq8k/S220/L%C2%B4ENFER.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SUvVxbPPM0I/AAAAAAAABDM/ipXAjczwJ_Q/s72-c/hombres.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255957704226727270.post-4537690984800972573</id><published>2008-12-15T17:22:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T18:09:05.527+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poesía'/><title type='text'>NO COJAS LA CUCHARA CON LA MANO IZQUIERDA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SUaLGXvQ5LI/AAAAAAAABC8/rV01L4FdaRA/s1600-h/RuthBernhard1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280060554706216114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 278px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SUaLGXvQ5LI/AAAAAAAABC8/rV01L4FdaRA/s400/RuthBernhard1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No cojas la cuchara con la mano izquierda.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No pongas los codos en la mesa.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dobla bien la servilleta.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eso, para empezar.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Extraiga la raíz cuadrada de tres mil trescientos trece.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;¿Dónde está Tanganika? ¿Qué año nació Cervantes?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Le pondré un cero en conducta si habla con su compañero.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eso, para seguir.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;¿Le parece a usted correcto que un ingeniero haga versos?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;La cultura es un adorno y el negocio es el negocio.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Si sigues con esa chica, te cerraremos las puertas.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eso, para vivir.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No seas tan loco. Sé educado. Sé correcto.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No bebas. No fumes. No tosas. No respires.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;¡Ay sí, no respirar! Dar el no a todos los nos.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Y descansar: Morir. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Biografía&lt;/em&gt;, GABRIEL CELAYA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; "&lt;em&gt;Había algo falso en mi trabajo de ingeniero sin vocación, y en mi postiza vida de burgués, y en mi actividad de escritor que no publicaba. Y contra este malestar, mi cuerpo dijo su palabra. Y caí enfermo, sin que nadie supiera explicar cuál era mi enfermedad."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4255957704226727270-4537690984800972573?l=clarslegendi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/feeds/4537690984800972573/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2008/12/no-cojas-la-cuchara-con-la-mano.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/4537690984800972573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/4537690984800972573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2008/12/no-cojas-la-cuchara-con-la-mano.html' title='NO COJAS LA CUCHARA CON LA MANO IZQUIERDA'/><author><name>susana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03113262317257378533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SsznV1aO0rI/AAAAAAAABaU/MPaJ9T7bq8k/S220/L%C2%B4ENFER.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SUaLGXvQ5LI/AAAAAAAABC8/rV01L4FdaRA/s72-c/RuthBernhard1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255957704226727270.post-1488853642874126300</id><published>2008-12-09T16:13:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T16:29:38.236+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='discriminación'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='convivencia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lectura'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='machismo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='traballo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='muller'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='literatura galega'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='club da calceta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'>CALCETAR: UN ACTO DE RESISTENCIA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/ST6N8PdW7lI/AAAAAAAABCU/LP49P5cSTqQ/s1600-h/calcetar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277811879406136914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/ST6N8PdW7lI/AAAAAAAABCU/LP49P5cSTqQ/s400/calcetar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Rematada a lectura de &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;O club da calceta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, a novela de María Reimóndez, chegou o momento de compartir opinións, reflexións, sentimentos, emocións.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Di &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Roberto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: "Bueno compañeras/os del club de lectura, aquí os pongo unas breves reflexiones de mi lectura (apasionante lectura de nuestro libro de CALCETA). Aunque al principio debo confesar que Matilde y la Tía Davinia no acababan a convencerme del todo, dándole un voto de confianza a la historia (toda historia lo merece,no?), fui cayendo en las garras de estas historias(apasionantes todas y a la vez desgarradoras, no?), todas de una realidad tan evidente, tan cotidiana....Tengo que decir que la historia de Antonia y Elvira, la valentía de estas dos beatas de luchar por lo que más quieren (esa imagen de madera), me llegó, y me hizo apenas sonreír por esa aventura que ellas traman llevar a cabo. Sin olvidar la hipocresía que, de la institución o... de algunos miembros de la misma, nos plasma María Reimóndez, y a la que "se cadra" ya estamos acostumbrados...Desgarradora me parece también la historia de Luz, que no es solo la historia de Luz, sino de tantas otras como vemos todos los días...Y, aunque ya hayamos leído el libro quiero rescatar aquí unas líneas de la historia de Alicia Pereira que lo dicen todo: "...non quere ser unha ovella, é unha leoa.Cre que pode Negarse. Que pode Decidir. As outras teñen pánico porque saben que a resistencia provoca conflitos. Costelas rotas. Narices partidas. Dedos esmagados. Queimaduras. Abortos non queridos"... Vaya la historia que nos ha traido la Tía Davinia y ese Club da Calceta...Será que un Club de Calceta puede tener tanta fuerza?? A este por lo menos no hay quien lo pare!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Di &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Anasus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: "Eu tamén rematei a lectura destas historias apaixoantes! Non era quen de deixar de ler, que personaxes tan interesantes atopei nesta obra. E que diferentes entre elas as mulleres protagonistas. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pero... sempre hai un pero.O curioso é que só un personaxe do sexo masculino queda ben parado, o único que parece ter dereito a ser querido (aínda que a súa propia muller desconfíe de tantas atencións cara ela - será certo iso de que os coxos son recelosos?). María Reimóndez quere denunciar situacións de opresión, discriminación, abuso...Ata aquí de acordo, pero realmente son maioría os individuos irrespectuosos, covardes, abusóns e animais?? Como é posible que no mesmo club de calceta se concentren tantas desgracias? Non resulta un pouco forzado? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mágoa non ter continuado polo camiño que nos abría a historia da tía Davinia, o seu pasado e as súas aparicións á boa de Matilde." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4255957704226727270-1488853642874126300?l=clarslegendi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.lavozdegalicia.es/galicia/2007/07/30/0003160830ECD4A6BC83007263D037113552.htm' title='CALCETAR: UN ACTO DE RESISTENCIA'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/feeds/1488853642874126300/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2008/12/calcetar-un-acto-de-resistencia.html#comment-form' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/1488853642874126300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/1488853642874126300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2008/12/calcetar-un-acto-de-resistencia.html' title='CALCETAR: UN ACTO DE RESISTENCIA'/><author><name>susana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03113262317257378533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SsznV1aO0rI/AAAAAAAABaU/MPaJ9T7bq8k/S220/L%C2%B4ENFER.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/ST6N8PdW7lI/AAAAAAAABCU/LP49P5cSTqQ/s72-c/calcetar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255957704226727270.post-1931326346948742781</id><published>2008-11-27T17:08:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T17:35:52.152+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lectura'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='segundo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='primeiro'/><title type='text'>HISTORIA NAS HISTORIAS</title><content type='html'>Os grupos do club de lectura de &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Primeiro e Segundo da ESO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; coincidiron en revivir a Historia nas súas lecturas.&lt;br /&gt;Os de &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Primeiro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; remataron &lt;a href="http://www.iescelsodiaz.org/documentos/elninodelpijama.pdf"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;El niño con el pijama de rayas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;de &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;J. Boyne e &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;asistiron ao cine para ver a adaptación cinematográfica deste best-seller.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="349" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rzow19gyNqQ&amp;amp;hl=es&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rzow19gyNqQ&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="349"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SS7K4gqo4VI/AAAAAAAABB8/qGR4LfkI69c/s1600-h/diario.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273375285887689042" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 125px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SS7K4gqo4VI/AAAAAAAABB8/qGR4LfkI69c/s200/diario.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Os alumnos de &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Segundo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; continúan a ler unha emotiva historia: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Diario en un campo de barro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; de &lt;strong&gt;Ricardo Gómez&lt;/strong&gt;. A protagonista é Nushi, unha adolescente kosovar que pasou un ano de acollida en España durante a guerra da antiga Iugoslavia. No seguinte &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;enlace&lt;/span&gt; atoparedes unha estupenda &lt;a href="http://www.sehacesaber.org/archivos/paginas/95402.pdf"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;guía de lectura&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/a&gt;da novela.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agardamos impacientes os comentarios destes novos lectores.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4255957704226727270-1931326346948742781?l=clarslegendi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/feeds/1931326346948742781/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2008/11/historia-nas-historias.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/1931326346948742781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/1931326346948742781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2008/11/historia-nas-historias.html' title='HISTORIA NAS HISTORIAS'/><author><name>susana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03113262317257378533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SsznV1aO0rI/AAAAAAAABaU/MPaJ9T7bq8k/S220/L%C2%B4ENFER.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SS7K4gqo4VI/AAAAAAAABB8/qGR4LfkI69c/s72-c/diario.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255957704226727270.post-8173821554632678937</id><published>2008-11-26T19:17:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T20:01:45.563+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lectura'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='literatura galega'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='club da calceta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adultos'/><title type='text'>A CALCETAR!</title><content type='html'>No club de lectura de adultos rematamos o tempo dedicado a &lt;strong&gt;Millás&lt;/strong&gt; e os seus contos de &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Los objetos nos llaman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. É unánime a acollida tan positiva desta lectura e numerosas as reflexións que os personaxes e situacións que no libro aparecen provocan en cada un de nós. Gustaríame despedir a Millás (ata outra, claro) cun fragmento doutro libro delicioso: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Articuentos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, pequenos textos publicados na prensa que mesturan opinión e ficción. Escribe o autor sobre a lectura e os libros:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000066;"&gt;"El libro es un agujero negro &lt;strong&gt;cuya atracción es tal que absorbe y distorsiona todo lo que sucede cerca de él, incluidos el tiempo y el espacio&lt;/strong&gt;. De manera que a lo mejor son las ocho de la mañana y tú vas en el autobús a la oficina, pero de súbito eres arrebatado por esa masa gravitatoria llamada libro, que llevabas en la mano o en el bolso, y apareces en un escenario diferente, identificado, por ejemplo, con un individuo que se lava las manos llenas de sangre en la pila de una cocina francesa, mientras en el dormitorio de esa misma casa ha empezado a enfriarse un cadáver. Y no son las ocho de la mañana, sino las diez de la noche. Y no es primavera, sino invierno. Y tú no eres ese sujeto sin pasado que ahora se baja del autobús, sino este otro que, después de borrar las huellas dactilares de las copas de coñac, se pone un abrigo oscuro y huye escaleras abajo."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273036441389469746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 203px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 246px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SS2WtKi1kDI/AAAAAAAABBs/2PlORuKVI50/s400/cognac.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SS2cJ7CYKDI/AAAAAAAABB0/bBDBK89N0UU/s1600-h/club.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273042433001138226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 138px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 211px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SS2cJ7CYKDI/AAAAAAAABB0/bBDBK89N0UU/s200/club.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; O noso próximo obxectivo é &lt;a href="http://www.culturagalega.org/lg3/novidade.php?Cod_prdccn=997"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;O club da calceta&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/a&gt;de &lt;a href="http://bvg.udc.es/ficha_autor.jsp?id=MarReim%F31"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;María Reimóndez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/a&gt;. A autora fai unha profunda reflexión sobre a condición feminina. Presenta a seis mulleres que viven circunstancias moi diferentes e coinciden en clases de calceta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ábrese un novo debate: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;literatura feminina? novela para mulleres? ou a creación literaria non entende de fronteiras sexistas??&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/4255957704226727270-8173821554632678937?l=clarslegendi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/feeds/8173821554632678937/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2008/11/calcetar.html#comment-form' title='4 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/8173821554632678937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/8173821554632678937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2008/11/calcetar.html' title='A CALCETAR!'/><author><name>susana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03113262317257378533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SsznV1aO0rI/AAAAAAAABaU/MPaJ9T7bq8k/S220/L%C2%B4ENFER.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SS2WtKi1kDI/AAAAAAAABBs/2PlORuKVI50/s72-c/cognac.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255957704226727270.post-5812096064767572629</id><published>2008-11-22T11:35:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T11:45:20.194+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lectura'/><title type='text'>EU LEO, TI...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SSfiRzekx6I/AAAAAAAAA_0/p5wd2zPdV1s/s1600-h/Lectura.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271430684364556194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 307px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SSfiRzekx6I/AAAAAAAAA_0/p5wd2zPdV1s/s400/Lectura.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Leer, leer, vivir la vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;que otros soñaron.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Leer, leer, leer, el alma olvida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;las cosas que pasaron.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Se quedan las que quedan, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;las ficciones,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;las flores de la pluma,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;las olas, las humanas creaciones,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;el poso de la espuma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Leer, leer, leer; ¿seré lectura&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;mañana también yo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;¿Seré mi creador, mi criatura,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;seré lo que pasó?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.epdlp.com/escritor.php?id=2378"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Miguel de Unamuno&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (&lt;em&gt;Cancionero&lt;/em&gt;, publicado póstumamente en 1953)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4255957704226727270-5812096064767572629?l=clarslegendi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/feeds/5812096064767572629/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2008/11/eu-leo-ti.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/5812096064767572629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/5812096064767572629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2008/11/eu-leo-ti.html' title='EU LEO, TI...'/><author><name>susana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03113262317257378533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SsznV1aO0rI/AAAAAAAABaU/MPaJ9T7bq8k/S220/L%C2%B4ENFER.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SSfiRzekx6I/AAAAAAAAA_0/p5wd2zPdV1s/s72-c/Lectura.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255957704226727270.post-2560588454018145377</id><published>2008-11-12T17:57:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T18:57:11.621+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Millás'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adultos'/><title type='text'>DA IRREALIDADE COTIÁ</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SRsXzFiRcrI/AAAAAAAAA-M/3Ify6WqOVr0/s1600-h/juanjomillas_home.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267830355566621362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 318px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 345px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SRsXzFiRcrI/AAAAAAAAA-M/3Ify6WqOVr0/s400/juanjomillas_home.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hoxe na reunión do club de adultos falamos da nova obra de &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.clubcultura.com/clubliteratura/clubescritores/millas/home.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Juan José Millás&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;a href="http://www.losobjetosnosllaman.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Los objetos nos llaman&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(Seix Barral), unha selección de contos, algúns moi breves, que nos presentan unha persoal visión da cotidianeidade. Aparecen maxistralmente mesturados elementos tan dispares como &lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;o absurdo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (esa porta ao fondo do pasillo que non conduce a ningures), &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;o medo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (o fósforo que revive aos mortos), &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;o humor&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (a irresistible atracción por un maniquí que suda), &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a ironía&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (baixo os efectos da gasolina, un pode imaxinar que ten unha casa na serra en lugar de dúas serras na casa), &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;o misterio&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (ese polo que chega do mercado, pero nunca aparece na mesa),&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;o escepticismo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ("Yo me he pasado la vida votando a Dios y continúo en el paro místico"), &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;pero tamén hai &lt;strong&gt;amargura &lt;/strong&gt;(no silencio do pai ante as broncas da nai)&lt;strong&gt;, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sentimento de culpa &lt;/strong&gt;(en &lt;em&gt;"Escribir a la contra"&lt;/em&gt;), &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;emoción &lt;/strong&gt;(nas bágoas dun home que chora ao pai morto hai moito tempo) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;e mesmo &lt;strong&gt;reflexión sobre o feito literario: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Escribir no es más que tomar la materia prima de la realidad y convertirla en literatura &lt;em&gt;para hacerla más digerible&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Non direi &lt;a href="http://arslegendi-abania.blogspot.com/2008/10/nico-e-excepcional-mills.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;máis de Millás&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, que despois me acusan de non ser imparcial! Un gañador de premios como o &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.epdlp.com/premios.php?premio=Nadal"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Nadal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; (1990), o &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.epdlp.com/premios.php?premio=Primavera"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Primavera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; (2002), o &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.epdlp.com/premios.php?premio=Planeta"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Planeta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; (2007) e o &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.epdlp.com/premios.php?premio=Nacional%20de%20Narrativa"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Nacional de Narrativa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (2008) non precisa que ninguén o promocione. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4255957704226727270-2560588454018145377?l=clarslegendi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/feeds/2560588454018145377/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2008/11/da-irrealidade-coti.html#comment-form' title='7 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/2560588454018145377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/2560588454018145377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2008/11/da-irrealidade-coti.html' title='DA IRREALIDADE COTIÁ'/><author><name>susana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03113262317257378533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SsznV1aO0rI/AAAAAAAABaU/MPaJ9T7bq8k/S220/L%C2%B4ENFER.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SRsXzFiRcrI/AAAAAAAAA-M/3Ify6WqOVr0/s72-c/juanjomillas_home.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255957704226727270.post-3340684324871560920</id><published>2008-11-11T23:42:00.013+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T08:53:44.399+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xapón'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adolescencia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cómic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='manga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amor'/><title type='text'>RUMBO A XAPÓN</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3vwjKcNsPz8/SRoQ0AU9ToI/AAAAAAAAB9U/kB10rY1IL0Y/s1600-h/camino.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267541199790362242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 173px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3vwjKcNsPz8/SRoQ0AU9ToI/AAAAAAAAB9U/kB10rY1IL0Y/s400/camino.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;O club de lectura de 3º por fin endereita o rumbo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tras abandonar a "Sonrisa etrusca" recuperamos o alento cunha lectura novidosa para moitos e esperamos que tamén sorprendente: unha selección de novelas gráficas, das que xa gozaron no curso pasado os membros do club de lectura de 4º.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Títulos como &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aya de Yopougun&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;De profundis&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Blacksad&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Courtney Crumrin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ou o indispensable &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Taniguchi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; farán da próxima sesión un rato especial, estamos seguros.&lt;/div&gt;(De feito, algún dos membros do club xa veu pola biblioteca en busca da segunda parte da súa historia para poder saciar a súa sede de cómic). &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3vwjKcNsPz8/SRoSV5FaoWI/AAAAAAAAB9c/gRXQqGt_-g0/s1600-h/ojomanolo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267542881473306978" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 165px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3vwjKcNsPz8/SRoSV5FaoWI/AAAAAAAAB9c/gRXQqGt_-g0/s320/ojomanolo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ollo, é unha adicción difícil de deixar cando se lle colle o gusto!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ademáis, despois de ler con calma os argumentos dunha pequena selección de novelas de tema máis cercano, escollemos tomar rumbo a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Xapón&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; da man de &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kyoichi Takayama&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; e o seu &lt;a href="http://arslegendi-abania.blogspot.com/2008/10/un-grito-de-amor-desde-el-centro-del.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Grito de amor desde el centro del mundo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;". O vindeiro mércores 19 partimos cara o sol nacente, a coñecer a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Aki&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; e &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sakutaro&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, tan célebres no seu pais que a súa historia deu lugar a un &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;manga&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; e a unha &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;serie de televisión&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; de gran éxito por aqueles lares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267537617910278690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3vwjKcNsPz8/SRoNjgyMqiI/AAAAAAAAB9E/alj3GBIHZc0/s400/socrates.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;A cousa promete emocións intentas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Xa vos contaremos que tal... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4255957704226727270-3340684324871560920?l=clarslegendi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://arslegendi-abania.blogspot.com/2008/10/un-grito-de-amor-desde-el-centro-del.html' title='RUMBO A XAPÓN'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/feeds/3340684324871560920/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2008/11/rumbo-xapn.html#comment-form' title='4 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/3340684324871560920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/3340684324871560920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2008/11/rumbo-xapn.html' title='RUMBO A XAPÓN'/><author><name>marmota</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09109687966772059718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3vwjKcNsPz8/SM9RNAzG_8I/AAAAAAAABJk/AIvRUHNAwQU/S220/silueta_de_la_sirena%5B1%5D.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3vwjKcNsPz8/SRoQ0AU9ToI/AAAAAAAAB9U/kB10rY1IL0Y/s72-c/camino.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255957704226727270.post-6719903519912117627</id><published>2008-11-06T20:17:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T20:48:33.408+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lectura'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='salinger. centeo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Metamorfose'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kafka'/><title type='text'>DE BICHOS E CENTEO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SRNJuMU6rlI/AAAAAAAAA-E/GpRalZX_Aj0/s1600-h/centeno-vargas-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265633447258009170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SRNJuMU6rlI/AAAAAAAAA-E/GpRalZX_Aj0/s400/centeno-vargas-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Onte tivemos reunión do club co grupo de 4º. Rematamos a lectura de &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;A metamorfose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; de &lt;strong&gt;Franz Kafka, con dispar resultado. &lt;/strong&gt;Hai quen leu a historia e non foi quen de engancharse, ou non sacou nada interesante; hai quen rexeitaba o libro porque non explicaba a causa de que Grégor aparecese unha mañá convertido en insecto; hai quen non lle atopaba explicación ao conto... e mesmo hai quen non rematou a lectura. Pero non nos imos rendir.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cambiamos totalmente de rumbo. Agárdanos &lt;strong&gt;Holden Caulfield&lt;/strong&gt;, o protagonista de &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/El_guardi%C3%A1n_entre_el_centeno"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;El guardián entre el centeno&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, de &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/J._D._Salinger"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;J.D. Salinger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt; Este adolescente achegaranos a súa particular visión da vida nas aulas, na familia e nas rúas. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ou moito me engano ou desta volta &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;ninguén deixará de ler&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ata coñecer todos os detalles desta historia! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4255957704226727270-6719903519912117627?l=clarslegendi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/feeds/6719903519912117627/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2008/11/de-bichos-e-centeo.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/6719903519912117627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/6719903519912117627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2008/11/de-bichos-e-centeo.html' title='DE BICHOS E CENTEO'/><author><name>susana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03113262317257378533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SsznV1aO0rI/AAAAAAAABaU/MPaJ9T7bq8k/S220/L%C2%B4ENFER.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SRNJuMU6rlI/AAAAAAAAA-E/GpRalZX_Aj0/s72-c/centeno-vargas-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255957704226727270.post-936395727358812520</id><published>2008-11-02T11:04:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T11:27:24.612+01:00</updated><title type='text'>DESNORTADOS...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3vwjKcNsPz8/SQ17Yrq0TtI/AAAAAAAABfQ/rBX5eSfoGAA/s1600-h/brujula.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263999203435368146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 270px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3vwjKcNsPz8/SQ17Yrq0TtI/AAAAAAAABfQ/rBX5eSfoGAA/s400/brujula.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; O grupo de lectores de 3º de ESO andamos algo desorientados. A nosa lectura, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://reginairae.blogcindario.com/2005/01/00046-la-sonrisa-etrusca-jose-luis-sampedro.html"&gt;"La sonrisa etrusca"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; está a resultar pouco atractiva para case todos. &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Julio&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; pensa que o vello estáse a queixar todo o día, as súas referencias constantes aos tempos de loita clandestina contra os nazis e aos costumes da súa aldea desorientan a &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alicia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, a comparación constante entre campo e cidade non atrae en absoluto a &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Diana&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; nin a &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Daniel&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As dúas Lauras&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; e &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Desirée&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; calan e sorrín, ao estilo etrusco. A cousa está difícil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3vwjKcNsPz8/SQ19FG3pI3I/AAAAAAAABfY/ytgrB-ILQq8/s1600-h/etrusco%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264001066162791282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 223px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3vwjKcNsPz8/SQ19FG3pI3I/AAAAAAAABfY/ytgrB-ILQq8/s320/etrusco%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Este próximo mércores reunirémonos de novo e veremos se a perseverante &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Noelia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; consigue convencer aos demáis para continuar coa lectura.&lt;br /&gt;De non ser así, levaremos unha selección de títulos para decidir entre todos a nosa seguinte lectura.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tal vez intentemos engancharnos cunha novela de temática máis próxima a vos como &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://arslegendi-abania.blogspot.com/2008/10/autobiografa-de-un-cobarde-de-alfredo.html"&gt;"Autobiografía de un cobarde"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ou, xa que estamos co &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Expocómic 08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, podemos embarcarnos na lectura dunha selección de &lt;a href="http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Novela_gr%C3%A1fica"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;novelas gráficas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Descubriredes que a banda deseñada e moito máis que Zipi e Zape e, da man de auténticas obras de arte ilustrado, descubriredes un novo xeito de ler.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4255957704226727270-936395727358812520?l=clarslegendi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/feeds/936395727358812520/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2008/11/desnortados.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/936395727358812520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/936395727358812520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2008/11/desnortados.html' title='DESNORTADOS...'/><author><name>marmota</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09109687966772059718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3vwjKcNsPz8/SM9RNAzG_8I/AAAAAAAABJk/AIvRUHNAwQU/S220/silueta_de_la_sirena%5B1%5D.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3vwjKcNsPz8/SQ17Yrq0TtI/AAAAAAAABfQ/rBX5eSfoGAA/s72-c/brujula.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255957704226727270.post-8442971974562470237</id><published>2008-10-26T16:17:00.012+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T21:51:32.474+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='familia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lectura'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Metamorfose'/><title type='text'>A METAMORFOSE DE GRÉGOR</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SQSPWVTdrLI/AAAAAAAAA80/PTLNcxnZo7A/s1600-h/metamorfosis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261487878514257074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 231px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 343px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SQSPWVTdrLI/AAAAAAAAA80/PTLNcxnZo7A/s400/metamorfosis.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;O pasado mércores reunímonos os lectores do grupo de cuarto de ESO. A nosa primeira lectura deste curso é &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ciudadseva.com/textos/cuentos/euro/kafka/metamor.htm"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A metamorfose&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/a&gt;de &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Franz_Kafka"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Franz Kafka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt; Neste breve relato asistimos ao estupor de Grégor Samsa, viaxante de tecidos, cando unha mañá esperta e comproba que se transformou en coleóptero, quizais unha cascuda ou un escaravello. A súa gran preocupación é que perderá o tren que ten que coller e porá en perigo o seu traballo. Samsa vive cos pais e unha irmá, aos que mantén co seu soldo. Ante esta nova situación comezan os problemas coa súa familia. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Son moitísimas as interpretacións que se fixeron deste relato de Kafka. Na reunión falamos do egoísmo que mostran os pais e, pouco a pouco tamén a irmá, ante o caso de Grégor. Agora son eles quen teñen que manter economicamente o fogar e mostran un evidente rexeitamento polo seu fillo e irmán, ata deixalo morrer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Na vindeira reunión remataremos os comentarios sobre esta obra tan cargada de interpretacións e sentidos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Picando na imaxe inferior podedes ver e descargar a curtametraxe (de 20 minutos, en branco e negro) que o &lt;a href="http://www.culturagalega.org/avg/persoas_detalle.php?Cod_prsa=848"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;cineasta galego &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fran_Est%C3%A9vez"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fran Estévez&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;realizou baseándose na obra de Kafka. Foi rodada en Vigo e estreada en xuño do 2004. Céntrase na relación de Grete co seu irmán, dende o punto de vista do protagonista.&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;a href="http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=4592132693267625164"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261497912522728482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SQSYeY5gZCI/AAAAAAAAA88/KiEmvrdIX2w/s400/estevez_05_big.jpg" border="0" /&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/4255957704226727270-8442971974562470237?l=clarslegendi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/feeds/8442971974562470237/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2008/10/metamorfose-de-grgor.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/8442971974562470237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/8442971974562470237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2008/10/metamorfose-de-grgor.html' title='A METAMORFOSE DE GRÉGOR'/><author><name>susana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03113262317257378533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SsznV1aO0rI/AAAAAAAABaU/MPaJ9T7bq8k/S220/L%C2%B4ENFER.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SQSPWVTdrLI/AAAAAAAAA80/PTLNcxnZo7A/s72-c/metamorfosis.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255957704226727270.post-7052166043745340961</id><published>2008-10-21T16:29:00.007+02:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T16:54:05.142+02:00</updated><title type='text'>REUNÍMONOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SP3pGkM7RtI/AAAAAAAAA7I/EaelDFcM1VU/s1600-h/ninos-judios-de-birkenau.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259616238844987090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 211px" height="230" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SP3pGkM7RtI/AAAAAAAAA7I/EaelDFcM1VU/s320/ninos-judios-de-birkenau.jpg" width="297" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mañá ás 15,30h &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;celebraremos a reunión dos diferentes grupos do club de lectura. Será o momento de &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;falar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; e de &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;escoitar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, de &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;reflexionar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; en voz alta e de &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;aprender&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; dos demais. As lecturas seleccionadas teñen moito que contar e amosar. Cada un de nós recibe o seu &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SP3sVEGTOSI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/6J99jo-u9wI/s1600-h/escarabajo.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259619786460182818" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SP3sVEGTOSI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/6J99jo-u9wI/s320/escarabajo.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;contido dun xeito diferente, e iso é o mellor do club: a variedade de opinións, gustos e entendementos. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Somos distintos, as nosas lecturas tamén.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4255957704226727270-7052166043745340961?l=clarslegendi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/feeds/7052166043745340961/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2008/10/reunmonos.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/7052166043745340961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/7052166043745340961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2008/10/reunmonos.html' title='REUNÍMONOS'/><author><name>susana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03113262317257378533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SsznV1aO0rI/AAAAAAAABaU/MPaJ9T7bq8k/S220/L%C2%B4ENFER.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SP3pGkM7RtI/AAAAAAAAA7I/EaelDFcM1VU/s72-c/ninos-judios-de-birkenau.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255957704226727270.post-5234821967988927173</id><published>2008-10-10T19:57:00.018+02:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T19:39:25.294+02:00</updated><title type='text'>MAN IN THE DARK (PAUL AUSTER)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tUXujBULXz8/SO-gThnB9II/AAAAAAAAAJk/dJjZoH7BEUc/s1600-h/man-in-the-dark-auster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255595547464692866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tUXujBULXz8/SO-gThnB9II/AAAAAAAAAJk/dJjZoH7BEUc/s400/man-in-the-dark-auster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O protagonista deste libro é un septuaxenario que se recupera dun accidente de coche, o seu insomnio lévalle a inventar historias na escuridade, historias que pretenden encubrir outros pensamentos e recordos que o asaltan nas tebras. En palabras de Paul Auster: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"The whole book takes place in one night," Auster says. "It's a man lying in bed, and he can't sleep, and he's making up stories and remembering his life. But he's making up stories in order not to think about certain things that are too depressing to think about."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Auster reflíctese, en certo modo, en August Brill, sufriu un accidente de coche no que a súa muller Siri Hustvedt (poeta, de orixe noruego) levouse a peor parte no asento do copiloto.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://gfx.dagbladet.no/pub/artikkel/4/49/494/494835/AusterXcopy_1173773037_1173773052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 191px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 136px" height="186" alt="" src="http://gfx.dagbladet.no/pub/artikkel/4/49/494/494835/AusterXcopy_1173773037_1173773052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Nesta novela podémosnos reencontrar con personaxes doutras novelas de Auster, non é esta a primeira vez que entrelaza os seus libros. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Atréveste a penetrar na ESCURIDADE ? Que se esconde detrás desas historias que flúen na negrura dunha noite? ¿Qué intención asoma entre as palabras de Auster? Cal é o final que nos depara esta novela? ... ... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Para acabar, un vídeo de Paul Auster lendo uns párrafos de "Man in the dark" . A "pega", está en inglés; a vantaxe, a súa voz. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://es.youtube.com/watch?v=p1ls5oqMEhk&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;http://es.youtube.com/watch?v=p1ls5oqMEhk&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tUXujBULXz8/SO-zfhIWJgI/AAAAAAAAAJs/5PVIe9H1p40/s1600-h/auster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255616644215350786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tUXujBULXz8/SO-zfhIWJgI/AAAAAAAAAJs/5PVIe9H1p40/s400/auster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4255957704226727270-5234821967988927173?l=clarslegendi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.paulauster.co.uk/' title='MAN IN THE DARK (PAUL AUSTER)'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=ab99726879e0195b&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/feeds/5234821967988927173/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2008/10/man-in-dark-paul-auster.html#comment-form' title='13 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/5234821967988927173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/5234821967988927173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2008/10/man-in-dark-paul-auster.html' title='MAN IN THE DARK (PAUL AUSTER)'/><author><name>TeacherMari</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tUXujBULXz8/S2H_c49vuSI/AAAAAAAAAsI/Xd8AClNZAl0/S220/hada-de-la-luna-azul.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tUXujBULXz8/SO-gThnB9II/AAAAAAAAAJk/dJjZoH7BEUc/s72-c/man-in-the-dark-auster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255957704226727270.post-7649828115238643808</id><published>2008-10-08T16:08:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T16:11:59.323+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='presentación'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coordinación'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lecturas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grupos'/><title type='text'>PRESENTACIÓN CLUB DE LECTURA CURSO 2008-2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;object id="doc_120081630476283" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=" height="500" width="100%" align="middle" classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000" name="doc_120081630476283"&gt;&lt;param name="_cx" value="17965"&gt;&lt;param name="_cy" value="13229"&gt;&lt;param name="FlashVars" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="Movie" value="http://documents.scribd.com/ScribdViewer.swf?document_id=6446876&amp;amp;access_key=key-1uswjngaqd82obrxzkew&amp;amp;page=&amp;amp;version=1&amp;amp;auto_size=true&amp;amp;viewMode="&gt;&lt;param name="Src" value="http://documents.scribd.com/ScribdViewer.swf?document_id=6446876&amp;amp;access_key=key-1uswjngaqd82obrxzkew&amp;amp;page=&amp;amp;version=1&amp;amp;auto_size=true&amp;amp;viewMode="&gt;&lt;param name="WMode" value="Opaque"&gt;&lt;param name="Play" value="0"&gt;&lt;param name="Loop" value="-1"&gt;&lt;param name="Quality" value="High"&gt;&lt;param name="SAlign" value="LT"&gt;&lt;param name="Menu" value="-1"&gt;&lt;param name="Base" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="AllowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="Scale" value="NoScale"&gt;&lt;param name="DeviceFont" value="0"&gt;&lt;param name="EmbedMovie" value="0"&gt;&lt;param name="BGColor" value="FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="SWRemote" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="MovieData" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="SeamlessTabbing" value="1"&gt;&lt;param name="Profile" value="0"&gt;&lt;param name="ProfileAddress" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="ProfilePort" value="0"&gt;&lt;param name="AllowNetworking" value="all"&gt;&lt;param name="AllowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SOJFptbaiII/AAAAAAAAA4E/JPuxdsmPo5w/s400/Help-PeZ-big.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mañá día 1 de outubro terá lugar a presentación oficial das actividades do&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Club de Lectura Ars Legendi&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt; Reunirémonos todos os grupos na Sala de usos múltiples ás 15,30 horas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aínda que xa rematara o prazo oficial de inscrición, aínda hoxe animáronse dous alumnos máis de Primeiro. Xa somos en total case &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;70 lectores&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Estamos felices pero &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;desbordadas&lt;/span&gt;! Agradeceríamos a colaboración dalgún profe que se anime a ser o coordinador ou coordinadora dun dos grupos. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Contamos con vós!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4255957704226727270-8032241902160378816?l=clarslegendi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/feeds/8032241902160378816/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2008/09/presentacin-de-grupos.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/8032241902160378816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/8032241902160378816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2008/09/presentacin-de-grupos.html' title='PRESENTACIÓN DE GRUPOS'/><author><name>susana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03113262317257378533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SsznV1aO0rI/AAAAAAAABaU/MPaJ9T7bq8k/S220/L%C2%B4ENFER.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SOJFptbaiII/AAAAAAAAA4E/JPuxdsmPo5w/s72-c/Help-PeZ-big.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255957704226727270.post-365705790921990028</id><published>2008-09-28T18:38:00.008+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T19:43:39.120+02:00</updated><title type='text'>XA ESTAMOS TODOS?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SN-525iOVNI/AAAAAAAAA38/AtEWMSVfdqY/s1600-h/2375359356_c2c2029fbc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251120043345728722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SN-525iOVNI/AAAAAAAAA38/AtEWMSVfdqY/s400/2375359356_c2c2029fbc.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SN-5TMAWA5I/AAAAAAAAA30/YKJI0fIOgz8/s1600-h/elephant6dm1000x777jl2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;O pasado venres rematou oficialmente o prazo para anotarse no club de lectura. Como no curso pasado, &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a resposta foi moi boa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Están anotados practicamente todos os alumnos e alumnas: en &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Primeiro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; hai &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, en &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Segundo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; temos un grupo de &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, en &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Terceiro&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; anotáronse &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; e en &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cuarto&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; hai apuntados &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; lectores. E no &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;club de adultos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; xa somos &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; os profes que probaremos esta actividade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Estamos felices ao percibir tanta animación. Estade atentos aos taboleiros de anuncios porque este &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mércores día 1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; botaremos a andar.&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/4255957704226727270-365705790921990028?l=clarslegendi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/feeds/365705790921990028/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2008/09/xa-estamos-todos.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/365705790921990028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/365705790921990028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2008/09/xa-estamos-todos.html' title='XA ESTAMOS TODOS?'/><author><name>susana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03113262317257378533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SsznV1aO0rI/AAAAAAAABaU/MPaJ9T7bq8k/S220/L%C2%B4ENFER.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SN-525iOVNI/AAAAAAAAA38/AtEWMSVfdqY/s72-c/2375359356_c2c2029fbc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255957704226727270.post-4122715422215105123</id><published>2008-09-21T18:41:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T19:18:54.650+02:00</updated><title type='text'>PRAZO DE INSCRICIÓN</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SNaASatjFKI/AAAAAAAAAqk/0uvFLH1P8Q8/s1600-h/elephant%2520pictures%2520009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248523469643256994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SNaASatjFKI/AAAAAAAAAqk/0uvFLH1P8Q8/s320/elephant%2520pictures%2520009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mañá &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;luns 22 de setembro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; comeza o prazo de inscrición para todos os que estedes interesados en participar este curso no club de lectura do cole, tanto para alumnado de Secundaria como para adultos. Podedes pasar pola biblioteca á hora do recreo para dar os vosos datos persoais. Lembrade que as reunións serán os mércores ás 15,30h e terán unha periodicidade quincenal. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Xa temos algunhas &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;propostas de lecturas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; para diferentes idades:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;El baile&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;de&lt;strong&gt; Irène Némirovsky&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;La historia interminable &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;de&lt;strong&gt; Michael Ende&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Grimpow &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;de&lt;strong&gt; Rafael Ábalos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Agua para elefantes&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;de&lt;strong&gt; Sara Gruen&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;O club da calceta&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;de&lt;strong&gt; María Reimóndez&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Así nacen as baleas&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;de&lt;strong&gt; Anxos Sumai&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tres segundos de memoria&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;de&lt;strong&gt; Diego Ameixeiras&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Resistencia&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;de&lt;strong&gt; Rosa Aneiros&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Agardamos as vosas suxestións. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;O prazo de inscrición remata o venres 26&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, pois queremos comezar o mércores &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1 de outubro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Animádevos!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4255957704226727270-4122715422215105123?l=clarslegendi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/feeds/4122715422215105123/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2008/09/prazo-de-inscricin.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/4122715422215105123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/4122715422215105123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2008/09/prazo-de-inscricin.html' title='PRAZO DE INSCRICIÓN'/><author><name>susana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03113262317257378533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SsznV1aO0rI/AAAAAAAABaU/MPaJ9T7bq8k/S220/L%C2%B4ENFER.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SNaASatjFKI/AAAAAAAAAqk/0uvFLH1P8Q8/s72-c/elephant%2520pictures%2520009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255957704226727270.post-1135764510686070071</id><published>2008-09-11T17:39:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T18:05:41.721+02:00</updated><title type='text'>BOTAMOS A ANDAR</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3vwjKcNsPz8/SMlBowSk5gI/AAAAAAAABJM/g2u5h6ewZ-s/s1600-h/elefante-foto-bebe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244795409463043586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 315px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 218px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="198" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3vwjKcNsPz8/SMlBowSk5gI/AAAAAAAABJM/g2u5h6ewZ-s/s400/elefante-foto-bebe.jpg" width="315" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Xa estamos comezando a organizar o club de lectura do curso 2008-2009. Son moitas as ideas, actividades e propostas que temos en mente, pero xa sabedes a importancia que teñen as vosas &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;suxerencias de libros&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; que coñecedes ou que vos apetece ler. Podedes indicarnos eses títulos nun comentario a esta entrada ou na nosa caixa de correos da biblioteca.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tamén estamos estudando a posibilidade de organizar un &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;club de lectura para adultos&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; aberto á comunidade escolar. Comentádeo na casa e animade aos vosos pais e nais para que participen nesta actividade do cole. Cando comecen as clases pasaremos polas aulas para informarvos de todas estas cuestións e entregarvos a folla de inscrición.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Ata pronto e boas lecturas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4255957704226727270-1135764510686070071?l=clarslegendi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/feeds/1135764510686070071/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2008/09/botamos-andar.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/1135764510686070071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/1135764510686070071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2008/09/botamos-andar.html' title='BOTAMOS A ANDAR'/><author><name>marmota</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09109687966772059718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3vwjKcNsPz8/SM9RNAzG_8I/AAAAAAAABJk/AIvRUHNAwQU/S220/silueta_de_la_sirena%5B1%5D.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3vwjKcNsPz8/SMlBowSk5gI/AAAAAAAABJM/g2u5h6ewZ-s/s72-c/elefante-foto-bebe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255957704226727270.post-2710438009742496622</id><published>2008-09-04T16:53:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T17:32:26.376+02:00</updated><title type='text'>CHEGOU SETEMBRO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SL_-tOyOOPI/AAAAAAAAAqM/Sw48W05dcYY/s1600-h/Tim-Davis-Elephant-Cow-with-Calf-208070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242188544298858738" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SL_-tOyOOPI/AAAAAAAAAqM/Sw48W05dcYY/s320/Tim-Davis-Elephant-Cow-with-Calf-208070.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Xa estamos en setembro e un novo curso está a piques de comezar. Agardamos que o número de lectores e lectoras do club sexa tan numeroso como o do curso pasado. Podedes comezar a recomendar posibles lecturas para este ano, que xa sabedes que a vosa opinión é moi importante!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4255957704226727270-2710438009742496622?l=clarslegendi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/feeds/2710438009742496622/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2008/09/chegou-setembro.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/2710438009742496622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/2710438009742496622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2008/09/chegou-setembro.html' title='CHEGOU SETEMBRO'/><author><name>susana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03113262317257378533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SsznV1aO0rI/AAAAAAAABaU/MPaJ9T7bq8k/S220/L%C2%B4ENFER.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SL_-tOyOOPI/AAAAAAAAAqM/Sw48W05dcYY/s72-c/Tim-Davis-Elephant-Cow-with-Calf-208070.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255957704226727270.post-6704418722330165121</id><published>2008-06-28T21:01:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T21:40:07.535+02:00</updated><title type='text'>VALORACIÓNS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SGaSRYcthPI/AAAAAAAAApc/Gxa_b5UjQXU/s1600-h/traveler-72%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217018045673604338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SGaSRYcthPI/AAAAAAAAApc/Gxa_b5UjQXU/s400/traveler-72%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Como remate das sesións do CLUB DE LECTURA e coa intención de detectar os posibles fallos na organización e desenvolvemento da actividade cada lector cubriu unha &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;enquisa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;na que tiña que valorar do 1 ao 5 os seguintes aspectos: &lt;strong&gt;a idea de organizar un club de lectura, día, hora e lugar das reunións, duración e periodicidade dos encontros, lecturas seleccionadas, blog do Club, coordinación do seu grupo, actividades e excursión ao Museo Verbum de Vigo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Os resultados destas enquisas son francamente bos, tendo en conta a inexperiencia da que se partía.&lt;br /&gt;Os comentarios que os compoñentes do club achegan diríxense principalmente ao desexo de contar con máis tempo para as reunións, pasando de 30 minutos a 45-60.&lt;br /&gt;Do mesmo xeito suxiren que a periodicidade dos encontros sexa semanal.&lt;br /&gt;Valoran moi positivamente a idea de organizar un club de lectura e destacan a importancia da lectura en relación coa aprendizaxe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os dez libros máis valorados, os que máis gustaron, son os seguintes (máxima puntuación 5):&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;La sonrisa etrusca&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; de J.L.Sampedro, &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Persépolis&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; de M. Satrapi, &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Barrio lejano&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; de J. Taniguchi, &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aya de Yopougon 1&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; de Abouet e Oubrerie, &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Castle Waiting 2&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; de Linda Medley, &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ollos de auga&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; de D. Villar, &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4,95&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;El niño con el pijama de rayas&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, J. Boyne, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4,75&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cielo abajo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, F. Marías, &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4,6&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;De repente en lo profundo del bosque&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, Amos Oz, &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4,6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kafka y la muñeca viajera&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, Sierra i Fabra, &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4,56&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O 100% dos entrevistados afirman ter a intención de continuar no Club de Lectura. Os alumnos de 4º, que deixan o colexio, esperan atopar outro club no instituto ao que vaian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As profesoras implicadas neste proxecto tan ilusionante valoramos de xeito moi positivo o desenvolvemento da actividade. Destacamos o entusiasmo dos compoñentes de cada grupo e esas ganas de ler incrementáronse a medida que avanzaban as lecturas. Aprendimos moitas cousas nós tamén, entre elas que a selección de libros non debe ser moi ambiciosa, polo perigo que supón que algúns lectores queden atrás, non poidan rematar as obras e acaben desanimándose. Un obxectivo para o vindeiro curso é acadar un ambiente máis relaxado durante as reunión para perder a sensación de estar na clase coa profesora. Coincidimos na importancia de continuar con este proxecto polas marabillosas posibilidades de aprendizaxe que ofrece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nada mellor que as palabras dos propios alumnos para resumir e valorar o desenvolvemento desta experiencia:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;“Deime de conta de que a lectura é outra maneira de aprender, outra maneira de pensar. A lectura e os libros son algo único” (1º ESO)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“No club lin libros que eu, por min soa, nunca pensaría en ler.” (2º ESO)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;“É unha forma estupenda de incentivar a lectura e dar a coñecer novos autores e obras” (3º ESO)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;“Gracias ao club coñecín os cómics, xa que nunca lera este tipo de obras”&lt;br /&gt;- “Aínda que non atopase outro club de lectura, nunca deixaría de ler” (4º ESO)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MOITÍSIMAS GRAZAS, LECTORAS E LECTORES, BO VERÁN E ATA O VINDEIRO CURSO!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217018308831068658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SGaSgsyVwfI/AAAAAAAAApk/uvK6G4FOqSY/s400/agua%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4255957704226727270-6704418722330165121?l=clarslegendi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/feeds/6704418722330165121/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2008/06/valoracins.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/6704418722330165121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/6704418722330165121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2008/06/valoracins.html' title='VALORACIÓNS'/><author><name>susana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03113262317257378533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SsznV1aO0rI/AAAAAAAABaU/MPaJ9T7bq8k/S220/L%C2%B4ENFER.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SGaSRYcthPI/AAAAAAAAApc/Gxa_b5UjQXU/s72-c/traveler-72%5B1%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255957704226727270.post-1321113664385940649</id><published>2008-06-28T19:52:00.007+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T20:52:46.032+02:00</updated><title type='text'>SENTIR E PENSAR</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.lagranepoca.com/pics/2007/02/27/xl/2007-02-27-xl--loto-de-la-nieve-.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217005109945609826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SGaGgbG0rmI/AAAAAAAAApU/Swsyg50Pqyk/s400/2007-02-27-xl--loto-de-la-nieve-.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Esta nova recomendación de lecturas céntrase en dúas historias que moverán sentimentos e pensamentos: &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;O señor Ibrahim e as flores do Corán&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, de &lt;a href="http://www.eric-emmanuel-schmitt.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Eric-Emmanuel Schmitt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/a&gt;(Faktoría K) e &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Un loto en la nieve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; de &lt;strong&gt;Gonzalo Moure&lt;/strong&gt; (Edelvives). &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SGaDL51U97I/AAAAAAAAApE/JlWI7F_JBOs/s1600-h/g2-ibrahim155.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217001458881591218" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SGaDL51U97I/AAAAAAAAApE/JlWI7F_JBOs/s320/g2-ibrahim155.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A primeira historia está protagonizada por Momo, un adolescente xudeu, carente de afectos familiares, e o señor Ibrahim, un tendeiro musulmán que se convertirá no amigo-conselleiro-pai-cómplice do rapaz. Unha historia verdadeiramente conmovedora que foi levada ao cine por François Dupeyron: &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.allocine.fr/video/player_gen_cmedia=18354888.html"&gt;Monsieur Ibrahim et les fleurs du Coran &lt;/a&gt;(2003).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SGaC72pDPYI/AAAAAAAAAo8/G87dCoKQsqo/s1600-h/lotonieve.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217001183146884482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SGaC72pDPYI/AAAAAAAAAo8/G87dCoKQsqo/s320/lotonieve.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A historia de &lt;a href="http://www.gonzalomouretrenor.es/?p=1"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gonzalo Moure&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;tamén ten como protagonista a un adolescente, Marcos, que vivirá unha estraordinaria experiencia na montaña, salvando a vida a un alpinista suízo. Esta aventura provocará que o rapaz viva como propios os recordos que o alpinista ten da súa primeira visita ao Tíbet. É unha novela impactante que vai directa ao corazón do lector e que presenta o espiritual mundo tibetano baixo a dominación china.&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;De París a Istambul, dos Picos de Europa ao Himalaya... este verán non deixes de viaxar con boas lecturas.&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/4255957704226727270-1321113664385940649?l=clarslegendi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/feeds/1321113664385940649/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2008/06/sentir-e-pensar.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/1321113664385940649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/1321113664385940649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2008/06/sentir-e-pensar.html' title='SENTIR E PENSAR'/><author><name>susana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03113262317257378533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SsznV1aO0rI/AAAAAAAABaU/MPaJ9T7bq8k/S220/L%C2%B4ENFER.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SGaGgbG0rmI/AAAAAAAAApU/Swsyg50Pqyk/s72-c/2007-02-27-xl--loto-de-la-nieve-.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255957704226727270.post-4952529582926861681</id><published>2008-06-18T17:14:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T18:04:29.103+02:00</updated><title type='text'>XOGUETES DO DESTINO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://lienzos.blogspot.com/2007/03/f-b-dicksee.html"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213251006157584290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SFkwK0r4d6I/AAAAAAAAAoc/g-VDgKQvzRA/s400/Romeo-and-Juliet-Print-C10282861.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Todos coñecemos a tráxica historia de dous corazóns namorados que acabaron sendo xoguetes en mans do destino: &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Romeo e Xulieta. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;O seu creador, &lt;a href="http://www.shakespeare.org.uk/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;William Shakespeare &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(1564-1616), é un dos dramaturgos máis importantes da historia da literatura. Autor de &lt;a href="http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bardo_de_Avon#Tragedias"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;traxedias&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; e &lt;a href="http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bardo_de_Avon#Comedias"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;comedias&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, e de fermosos &lt;a href="http://www.shakespeares-sonnets.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;sonetos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hoxe a proposta de lectura céntrase nesta obra de teatro protagonizada por dous adolescentes, que pertencen a familias rivais. O seu amor é imposible, pero para os namorados non existen barreiras, non hai muros que os afasten... ou si? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lede esta obra: a emoción e algunha que outra bágoa están aseguradas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Romeo e Xulieta&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;William Shakespeare&lt;br /&gt;Tradución &lt;a href="http://www.culturagalega.org/lg3/lg3_autor_detalle.php?Cod_prsa=754&amp;amp;busca=Miguel"&gt;Pérez Romero, Miguel &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Editorial Galaxia&lt;br /&gt;Coleccion Clásicos Universais&lt;br /&gt;ISBN. 84-8288-625-8 &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/4255957704226727270-4952529582926861681?l=clarslegendi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/feeds/4952529582926861681/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2008/06/xoguetes-do-destino.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/4952529582926861681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/4952529582926861681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2008/06/xoguetes-do-destino.html' title='XOGUETES DO DESTINO'/><author><name>susana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03113262317257378533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SsznV1aO0rI/AAAAAAAABaU/MPaJ9T7bq8k/S220/L%C2%B4ENFER.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SFkwK0r4d6I/AAAAAAAAAoc/g-VDgKQvzRA/s72-c/Romeo-and-Juliet-Print-C10282861.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255957704226727270.post-7989398749454796477</id><published>2008-06-14T09:29:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T09:34:18.834+02:00</updated><title type='text'>REPORTAXE DE VIGO. Presentación das imaxes obtidas na nosa visita á cidade de Vigo e ao Museo Verbum (21 de maio de 2008)</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 400px" name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-c0.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=2882303761517549760&amp;amp;site=widget-c0.slide.com"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;div style="WIDTH: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2882303761517549760&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-c0.slide.com/p1/2882303761517549760/bb_t048_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2882303761517549760&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-c0.slide.com/p2/2882303761517549760/bb_t048_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2882303761517549760&amp;amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-c0.slide.com/p4/2882303761517549760/bb_t048_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" /&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/4255957704226727270-7989398749454796477?l=clarslegendi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/feeds/7989398749454796477/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2008/06/chequen-mi-slide-show.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/7989398749454796477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/7989398749454796477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2008/06/chequen-mi-slide-show.html' title='REPORTAXE DE VIGO. Presentación das imaxes obtidas na nosa visita á cidade de Vigo e ao Museo Verbum (21 de maio de 2008)'/><author><name>marmota</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09109687966772059718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3vwjKcNsPz8/SM9RNAzG_8I/AAAAAAAABJk/AIvRUHNAwQU/S220/silueta_de_la_sirena%5B1%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255957704226727270.post-7000436136119689070</id><published>2008-06-12T19:36:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T20:22:39.989+02:00</updated><title type='text'>RECOMENDACIÓNS PARA LECTORES VIAXEIROS 2</title><content type='html'>Continuamos coas recomendacións de lecturas relacionadas coas viaxes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SFForXY8cWI/AAAAAAAAAjs/daJ9LXvve3E/s1600-h/tigre.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211061338066678114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 113px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 190px" height="249" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SFForXY8cWI/AAAAAAAAAjs/daJ9LXvve3E/s400/tigre.jpg" width="148" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Juan_Madrid"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Juan Madrid&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Los senderos del tigre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; (Alfaguara). Conta a historia de Luis, un rapaz que recibe desde Perú un baúl do seu avó coas súas pertenzas e o relato das súas sus peripecias en América: o naufraxio no Amazonas, ladróns, cazadores de recompensas, as súas relacións coas tribos indíxenas… &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.clubcultura.com/clubliteratura/clubescritores/jesusferrero/index.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jesús Ferrero&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Válter o el viaje alucinante&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (RBA) Bruno&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SFFoMq1heLI/AAAAAAAAAjk/L5ILkz9CNnM/s1600-h/tigrviaje.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211060810710874290" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SFFoMq1heLI/AAAAAAAAAjk/L5ILkz9CNnM/s400/tigrviaje.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; é invitado polo seu irmán maior, Válter, a dar a volta ao mundo con el. Antes de partir, Solange, a noiva de Válter advirte a Bruno que vaia con coidado, que o seu irmán está metido nun asunto moi escuro. Durante a viaxe, Válter revélalle ao seu irmán a existencia dunha organización moi poderosa, formada por miles de axentes, que goberna na clandestinidade. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4255957704226727270-7000436136119689070?l=clarslegendi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/feeds/7000436136119689070/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2008/06/continuamos-coas-recomendacins-de.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/7000436136119689070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/7000436136119689070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2008/06/continuamos-coas-recomendacins-de.html' title='RECOMENDACIÓNS PARA LECTORES VIAXEIROS 2'/><author><name>susana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03113262317257378533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SsznV1aO0rI/AAAAAAAABaU/MPaJ9T7bq8k/S220/L%C2%B4ENFER.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SFForXY8cWI/AAAAAAAAAjs/daJ9LXvve3E/s72-c/tigre.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255957704226727270.post-7637584444072472002</id><published>2008-06-11T20:24:00.010+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T20:24:08.892+02:00</updated><title type='text'>RECOMENDACIÓNS PARA LECTORES VIAXEIROS 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SFAlZ6oebjI/AAAAAAAAAjE/nz9HpiwX38I/s1600-h/verne.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210705896033644082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SFAlZ6oebjI/AAAAAAAAAjE/nz9HpiwX38I/s400/verne.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Comezamos coas recomendacións de lecturas para que poidamos sobrevivir ao verán afastados do noso club de lectura.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Os primeiros títulos están relacionados coas viaxes, máis ou menos fantásticas. Velaquí están:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Jules Verne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;a href="http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Viaje_al_centro_de_la_Tierra"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Viaxe ó centro da terra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/a&gt;(Xerais), &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/La_vuelta_al_mundo_en_80_dÃ&amp;shy;as"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A volta ó mundo en 80&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;días&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt; (Xerais), &lt;a href="http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Veinte_mil_leguas_de_viaje_submarino"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Vinte mil leguas baixo dos mares&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/a&gt;(Ir Indo) ou &lt;a href="http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cinco_semanas_en_globo"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cinco semanas en globo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(Baía Edicións). &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210705501877889506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SFAlC-Sa6eI/AAAAAAAAAi8/uyhtRXsijL8/s400/vern.gif" border="0" /&gt;Verdadeiramente calquera &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;novela deste&lt;/span&gt; escritor francés merecería aparecer nesta lista, por ser o iniciador da moderna literatura de aventuras e de ciencia-ficción.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SFAmMuoZJJI/AAAAAAAAAjc/4Jp9plmCQt4/s1600-h/merino.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210706768985400466" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="272" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SFAmMuoZJJI/AAAAAAAAAjc/4Jp9plmCQt4/s400/merino.jpg" width="178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.revistafusion.com/cyl/2000/diciembre/centrev87.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;José Mª Merino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;El viaje secreto&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; (Anaya). Esta obra, ambientada na terrible posguerra española, é un canto ao poder da lectura e da literatura, como vías de fuxida dunha realidade cruel e portas abertas a mundos máis fermosos. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&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/4255957704226727270-7637584444072472002?l=clarslegendi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/feeds/7637584444072472002/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2008/06/recomendacins-para-viaxeiros-1.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/7637584444072472002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/7637584444072472002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2008/06/recomendacins-para-viaxeiros-1.html' title='RECOMENDACIÓNS PARA LECTORES VIAXEIROS 1'/><author><name>susana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03113262317257378533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SsznV1aO0rI/AAAAAAAABaU/MPaJ9T7bq8k/S220/L%C2%B4ENFER.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SFAlZ6oebjI/AAAAAAAAAjE/nz9HpiwX38I/s72-c/verne.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255957704226727270.post-2058015085248833127</id><published>2008-06-05T18:38:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T19:22:07.130+02:00</updated><title type='text'>MÁGOA QUE REMATOU!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SEggJAQCGEI/AAAAAAAAAcU/UZoGcmpUvNw/s1600-h/foto_de_mariquita_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208448308112136258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SEggJAQCGEI/AAAAAAAAAcU/UZoGcmpUvNw/s400/foto_de_mariquita_01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; As reunións do nosos grupos de lectores xa remataron, é certo, pero aínda temos un &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;celme fantástico&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! Non si? É o que teñen as boas experiencias, que nunca se esquecen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Xa pasamos as &lt;strong&gt;enquisas&lt;/strong&gt; para avaliar a actividade e a maioría de vós xa as entregastes, agás... teño que dar nomes???? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;En xeral amosades unha gran satisfación por ter dado o paso de participar no club e todos afirmades que o vindeiro curso continuaredes coas reunións. Que podo dicir ante isto?! Que estou contentísima cos vosos comentarios. O que me gustou especialmente é o apartado no que expoñedes a vosa opinión sobre as profesoras que coordinaron cada un dos grupos. Teño que &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;felicitarvos&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;pos ser tan maduros e recoñecer ese "traballo" extra que dedicamos á lectura. Grazas polas fermosas palabras que empregades na valoración.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cando teña todas as enquisas, amosarei os resultados, porcentaxes, previsións e comentarios. Tamén publicarei unha &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;selección de lecturas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; para o verán, que son moitos días sen club!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Moitísimas &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;grazas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, lectoras e lectores. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Sen vós non existiría o club&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ata outra. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208448638667935762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="265" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SEggcPqrUBI/AAAAAAAAAcc/OxUphZayPho/s400/Thanks_for_Add.jpg" width="382" border="0" /&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/4255957704226727270-2058015085248833127?l=clarslegendi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/feeds/2058015085248833127/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2008/06/mgoa-que-rematou.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/2058015085248833127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/2058015085248833127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2008/06/mgoa-que-rematou.html' title='MÁGOA QUE REMATOU!'/><author><name>susana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03113262317257378533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SsznV1aO0rI/AAAAAAAABaU/MPaJ9T7bq8k/S220/L%C2%B4ENFER.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SEggJAQCGEI/AAAAAAAAAcU/UZoGcmpUvNw/s72-c/foto_de_mariquita_01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255957704226727270.post-8747951603413207951</id><published>2008-06-03T14:10:00.007+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T20:25:56.454+02:00</updated><title type='text'>OS  LECTORES  ERRANTES</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3vwjKcNsPz8/SEWJyLQ6-II/AAAAAAAAAl4/cKrBeAzKGJw/s1600-h/pastelitos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207720039234074754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="300" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3vwjKcNsPz8/SEWJyLQ6-II/AAAAAAAAAl4/cKrBeAzKGJw/s400/pastelitos.jpg" width="421" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nós somos os compoñentes do grupo de lectura "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Os lectores errantes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;". Foi unha mágoa que nos perderamos o último día do club de lectura, despistámonos con tanto preparar os exames, pero de saber que habería pasteis... ,o peor foi ver aos demais grupos comendo cando tocou o timbre!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Xa estamos en cuarto de ESO e &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;deixamos o cole&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; este ano polo que non participaremos máis neste club de lectura, pero esperamos que se siga realizando.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Por outra banda a excursión que realizamos a Vigo o día 21 de maio foi moi productiva xa que visitamos o museo VERBUM, un museo digamos que "diferente" dos demáis dado que podíamos interactuar con distintos elementos do devandito museo. Tamén foi moi ameno o paseo pola praia de Samil.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207721095796029586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3vwjKcNsPz8/SEWKvrQ6-JI/AAAAAAAAAmA/h2RY9yCn7mE/s400/43-100_3425.jpg" border="0" /&gt;En xeral o club lectura foi moi divertido porque nel poidemos intercambiar opinións sobre distintos tipos de libros.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4255957704226727270-8747951603413207951?l=clarslegendi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/feeds/8747951603413207951/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2008/06/os-lectores-errantes.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/8747951603413207951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/8747951603413207951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2008/06/os-lectores-errantes.html' title='OS  LECTORES  ERRANTES'/><author><name>marmota</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09109687966772059718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3vwjKcNsPz8/SM9RNAzG_8I/AAAAAAAABJk/AIvRUHNAwQU/S220/silueta_de_la_sirena%5B1%5D.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3vwjKcNsPz8/SEWJyLQ6-II/AAAAAAAAAl4/cKrBeAzKGJw/s72-c/pastelitos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255957704226727270.post-8210999361060719921</id><published>2008-05-28T15:49:00.007+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T18:23:59.904+02:00</updated><title type='text'>OS DISCÍPULOS DO LIBRO - 3ºESO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3vwjKcNsPz8/SD2EXbQ6-FI/AAAAAAAAAlE/l6CaMv7d0Do/s1600-h/relax.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205462282300749906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3vwjKcNsPz8/SD2EXbQ6-FI/AAAAAAAAAlE/l6CaMv7d0Do/s400/relax.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Somos o club de lectura &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;"Os discípulos do libro"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A cousa empezou con pouco interese por parte nosa, pero a medida que pasaban os días a cousa facíase máis amena e divertida. Comezamos a ler&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; "A Casa dos Lucarios"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; sen moito éxito entre nós. A historia pareceunos aburrida en todos os aspectos, exceptuando a Lorena a quen lle pareceu interesante. O segundo foi máis interesante &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;"El niño con el pijama de rayas"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, porque o argumento fíxonos pensar ata o final e reflexionar sobre o tema. Nembargantes, o libro que máis absorbeu parte do noso valioso tempo foi &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Ollos de auga"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; neste libro nárrasenos unha historia de intriga policíaca que recomendamos. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reivindicamos:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-A presencia de salas para a lectura e relaxamento mentres estamos a comentar a novela.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Máis saídas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;En canto ao que gañamos coa lectura dos tres libros destaca a aprendizaxe de novos termos, localizacións xeográficas (a illa e a torre) e feitos históricos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4255957704226727270-8210999361060719921?l=clarslegendi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/feeds/8210999361060719921/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2008/05/os-discpulos-do-libro.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/8210999361060719921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/8210999361060719921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2008/05/os-discpulos-do-libro.html' title='OS DISCÍPULOS DO LIBRO - 3ºESO'/><author><name>marmota</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09109687966772059718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3vwjKcNsPz8/SM9RNAzG_8I/AAAAAAAABJk/AIvRUHNAwQU/S220/silueta_de_la_sirena%5B1%5D.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3vwjKcNsPz8/SD2EXbQ6-FI/AAAAAAAAAlE/l6CaMv7d0Do/s72-c/relax.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255957704226727270.post-8929313629132507983</id><published>2008-05-28T15:45:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T17:56:32.965+02:00</updated><title type='text'>CLUB SALDANLLA - 1ºESO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3vwjKcNsPz8/SD2AiLQ6-EI/AAAAAAAAAk8/881seCDYukE/s1600-h/20-100_3405.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205458068937832514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="329" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3vwjKcNsPz8/SD2AiLQ6-EI/AAAAAAAAAk8/881seCDYukE/s400/20-100_3405.jpg" width="441" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Para o noso grupo foi moi divertido participar no Club de Lectura e pasámolo moi ben. Para o ano gustaríanos volver a formar outra vez o grupo de lectura. Pedímoslle á cordinadora do club que non se desanimen e sigan envolvéndonos na &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;lectura&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; dunha forma tan &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;divertida e interesante&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. E que a nosa directora Ángeles siga con nós no noso grupo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cando fomos de excursión gustaríanos haber tido máis tempo para poder ver mellor o museo. Para o ano gustaríanos tamén ter outra excursión co club de lectura. Os libros que lemos eran moi interesantes e &lt;strong&gt;a nosa profesora situábanos moi ben nos &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;lugares&lt;/span&gt; onde se desenvolvía a novela.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MOITAS GRACIAS POR UN ANO INOLVIDABLE !!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4255957704226727270-8929313629132507983?l=clarslegendi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/feeds/8929313629132507983/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2008/05/club-saldanlla-1eso.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/8929313629132507983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/8929313629132507983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2008/05/club-saldanlla-1eso.html' title='CLUB SALDANLLA - 1ºESO'/><author><name>marmota</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09109687966772059718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3vwjKcNsPz8/SM9RNAzG_8I/AAAAAAAABJk/AIvRUHNAwQU/S220/silueta_de_la_sirena%5B1%5D.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3vwjKcNsPz8/SD2AiLQ6-EI/AAAAAAAAAk8/881seCDYukE/s72-c/20-100_3405.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255957704226727270.post-84855058677594547</id><published>2008-05-28T15:44:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T18:23:28.222+02:00</updated><title type='text'>IMPRESIÓNS DO CLUB SALDANLLA  -1ºESO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3vwjKcNsPz8/SD1-37Q6-DI/AAAAAAAAAk0/O0VtQOTb8Mc/s1600-h/80-100_3468.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205456243576731698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 442px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 346px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="300" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3vwjKcNsPz8/SD1-37Q6-DI/AAAAAAAAAk0/O0VtQOTb8Mc/s400/80-100_3468.jpg" width="427" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Gustounos moito o Club de lectura e gustaríanos repetilo o ano que ven. Descubrimos novas formas para entreternos lendo. Grazas á nosa coordinadora &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Ángeles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; por iniciarnos nesta viaxe da man da lectura. Gustaríanos que a organizadora seguise fomentando a lectura un ano máis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O mércores 21 de maio fomos a &lt;strong&gt;Vigo&lt;/strong&gt; a ver o museo &lt;strong&gt;Verbum&lt;/strong&gt; (a &lt;strong&gt;Casa das Palabras&lt;/strong&gt;). Nel faláronnos da &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;igualdade dos homes e das mulleres&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,todos podemos facer o mesmo e usar as mesmas cousas, aínda que non é o que se ve todos os días nas casas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tamén habia moitos xogos e actividades para todos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Queriamos que para o ano que ven fósemos a máis sitios, e que nos deran máis tempo para ver máis cousas. Preferimos para o ano ter máis tempo para o club de lectura e así poder disfrutar máis dos libros.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Limos varios libros: &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kafka y la muñeca viajera&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Illa soidade&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cielo abajo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; e &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;La sonrisa etrusca&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; e gustáronnos moito.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ESPERAMOS QUE PARA O ANO QUE VEN VOLVA HABER CLUB DE LECTURA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4255957704226727270-84855058677594547?l=clarslegendi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/feeds/84855058677594547/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2008/05/impresins-do-club-saldanlla.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/84855058677594547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/84855058677594547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2008/05/impresins-do-club-saldanlla.html' title='IMPRESIÓNS DO CLUB SALDANLLA  -1ºESO'/><author><name>marmota</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09109687966772059718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3vwjKcNsPz8/SM9RNAzG_8I/AAAAAAAABJk/AIvRUHNAwQU/S220/silueta_de_la_sirena%5B1%5D.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3vwjKcNsPz8/SD1-37Q6-DI/AAAAAAAAAk0/O0VtQOTb8Mc/s72-c/80-100_3468.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255957704226727270.post-469315821652118041</id><published>2008-05-28T15:40:00.012+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T18:24:31.622+02:00</updated><title type='text'>SESHAT - 2ºESO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3vwjKcNsPz8/SD1507Q6-CI/AAAAAAAAAks/lQB6cCkWcio/s1600-h/15-100_3401.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205450694478985250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3vwjKcNsPz8/SD1507Q6-CI/AAAAAAAAAks/lQB6cCkWcio/s320/15-100_3401.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; AO NOSO GRUPO &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;"SESHAT"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; PARECEULLE INTERESANTE QUE NOS DESEN A OPORTUNIDADE DE PODER PARTICIPAR NUN CLUB DE LECTURA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;OS COMPOÑENTES SOMOS: NOELIA, ALICIA, LAURA, DESIRÉE, LETICIA, DAVID (QUE NON PUIDO IR Á EXCURSIÓN) E DANIEL; E COMO COORDINADORA: MARI CARMEN. &lt;/div&gt;ALGÚNS LIBROS FORON ALGO ABURRIDOS E UN POUCO LONGOS, PERO GUSTOUNOS PARTICIPAR NO CLUB POLO QUE APRENDIMOS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;A EXCURSIÓN A &lt;strong&gt;VIGO&lt;/strong&gt; FOI MOI FERMOSA,PASAMOS POLA &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;PONTE DE RANDE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, VISITAMOS O &lt;strong&gt;MUSEO "VERBUM", &lt;/strong&gt;E COMEMOS NO RESTAURANTE DO MUSEO; CARA AO FINAL DA EXCURSIÓN FOMOS Á &lt;strong&gt;PRAIA DE SAMIL.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MOITAS GRAZAS A QUEN ORGANIZARON TODO ISTO,&lt;br /&gt;"SESHAT"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4255957704226727270-469315821652118041?l=clarslegendi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/feeds/469315821652118041/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2008/05/o-que-lle-pareceu-seshat.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/469315821652118041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/469315821652118041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2008/05/o-que-lle-pareceu-seshat.html' title='SESHAT - 2ºESO'/><author><name>marmota</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09109687966772059718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3vwjKcNsPz8/SM9RNAzG_8I/AAAAAAAABJk/AIvRUHNAwQU/S220/silueta_de_la_sirena%5B1%5D.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3vwjKcNsPz8/SD1507Q6-CI/AAAAAAAAAks/lQB6cCkWcio/s72-c/15-100_3401.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255957704226727270.post-9099462761243493361</id><published>2008-05-28T15:40:00.011+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T18:22:42.767+02:00</updated><title type='text'>AS TOUPAS VIAXEIRAS - 1ºESO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3vwjKcNsPz8/SD13sbQ6-BI/AAAAAAAAAkk/7YDFt3wxp-k/s1600-h/91-100_3480.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205448349426841618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3vwjKcNsPz8/SD13sbQ6-BI/AAAAAAAAAkk/7YDFt3wxp-k/s320/91-100_3480.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Somos de &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;1º de ESO&lt;/span&gt;, chamámonos &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;"As Toupas Viaxeiras"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, somos un grupo de nenos e nenas.&lt;br /&gt;A nos pareceunos moi ben o Club de lectura porque lemos moitos libros.&lt;br /&gt;O que máis nos gustou do club foi a excursión a Vigo porque vimos moitas cousas interesantes no museo VERBUM, ademais a comida era deliciosa e foi un placer estar alí.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3vwjKcNsPz8/SD12xbQ6-AI/AAAAAAAAAkc/phSl-YUACUQ/s1600-h/89-100_3474.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Adrián Suárez Castro&lt;br /&gt;Claudio Pena Vidal&lt;br /&gt;Alberto Antelo Vieito&lt;br /&gt;Diego Gil López&lt;br /&gt;Dounia Haliqui Raqui&lt;br /&gt;Noemi Pena Vidal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4255957704226727270-9099462761243493361?l=clarslegendi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/feeds/9099462761243493361/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2008/05/toupas.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/9099462761243493361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/9099462761243493361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2008/05/toupas.html' title='AS TOUPAS VIAXEIRAS - 1ºESO'/><author><name>marmota</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09109687966772059718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3vwjKcNsPz8/SM9RNAzG_8I/AAAAAAAABJk/AIvRUHNAwQU/S220/silueta_de_la_sirena%5B1%5D.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3vwjKcNsPz8/SD13sbQ6-BI/AAAAAAAAAkk/7YDFt3wxp-k/s72-c/91-100_3480.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255957704226727270.post-6327053457100121634</id><published>2008-05-25T20:01:00.008+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T20:55:45.055+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='excursión 2008'/><title type='text'>A VOLTA A VIGO EN MÁIS DE 80 VERBAS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SDms7sNlJPI/AAAAAAAAAa8/2a6aJOHv5sY/s1600-h/25-100_3410.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204380985883698418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SDms7sNlJPI/AAAAAAAAAa8/2a6aJOHv5sY/s400/25-100_3410.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Aquí estamos case todos os compoñentes do &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Club de lectura &lt;em&gt;"Ars legendi"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (faltan &lt;strong&gt;Viviana &lt;/strong&gt;e &lt;strong&gt;Alicia&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;David&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Naty&lt;/strong&gt; e &lt;strong&gt;Salomé&lt;/strong&gt;, que non puideron vir de excursión, e a &lt;strong&gt;fotógrafa&lt;/strong&gt; que está detrás da cámara). Fixemos esta foto no &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;porto de Vigo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, diante dun transatlántico impresionante que nos invitou a soñar con viaxes emocionantes sucando os mares...A continuación paseamos polo famoso &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Berbés&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; e aínda que non degustamos as ostras da &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pedra&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, observamos aos turistas dando boa conta deste manxar ás once e media da mañá!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;A continuación, dirixímonos a &lt;strong&gt;Samil&lt;/strong&gt;, onde está o &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://verbum.vigo.org/"&gt;museo Verbum&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, a &lt;strong&gt;Casa das Palabras&lt;/strong&gt;. Alí fixemos unha visita guiada pola exposición permanente que está organizada en catro áreas: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;ciencias, linguaxes, literatura e tecnoloxía&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, todas elas relacionadas coa comunicación humana.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204383532799304962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SDmvP8NlJQI/AAAAAAAAAbE/q9lrKXVzwP8/s400/55-100_3436.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Dentro das exposicións temporais, tivemos ocasión de reflexionar sobre un tema importantísimo: a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;igualdade (ou desigualdade) entre home e muller&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. As diferentes opinións dos alumnos e as alumnas enriqueceron o debate, aínda que o pouco tempo que tiñamos non nos deixou profundar moito.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204386552161314066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SDmx_sNlJRI/AAAAAAAAAbM/Jpw-fuZti6I/s400/52-100_3432.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;Despois de xantar no restaurante do museo, aproveitamos a proximidade da praia para dar un curto paseo baixo as nubes ou xogar no parque.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pareceunos a todos unha excursión &lt;strong&gt;moi curta&lt;/strong&gt;, pero había que marchar porque entre A Baña e Vigo hai moitos kilómetros (&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt; Tino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;pareceulle unha viaxe eterna!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204387505644053794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SDmy3MNlJSI/AAAAAAAAAbU/AXavE9xY2dA/s400/4-100_3389.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4255957704226727270-6327053457100121634?l=clarslegendi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/feeds/6327053457100121634/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2008/05/volta-ao-mundo-en-80-verbas.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/6327053457100121634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/6327053457100121634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2008/05/volta-ao-mundo-en-80-verbas.html' title='A VOLTA A VIGO EN MÁIS DE 80 VERBAS'/><author><name>susana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03113262317257378533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SsznV1aO0rI/AAAAAAAABaU/MPaJ9T7bq8k/S220/L%C2%B4ENFER.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SDms7sNlJPI/AAAAAAAAAa8/2a6aJOHv5sY/s72-c/25-100_3410.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255957704226727270.post-1716050047348962769</id><published>2008-05-20T21:12:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T21:32:53.625+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Museo Verbum'/><title type='text'>VIAXE ÁS VERBAS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SDMlgP9xgUI/AAAAAAAAAak/SzU3X6zcTmc/s1600-h/bus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202543230514725186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SDMlgP9xgUI/AAAAAAAAAak/SzU3X6zcTmc/s320/bus.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Despois de tantas sesións de lectura, de tantas viaxes realizadas co poder da imaxinación, por fin imos realmente de excursión!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mañá, mércores 21 de maio, os compoñentes do clu&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SDMnKP9xgVI/AAAAAAAAAas/zhC-x-TALSE/s1600-h/lectrice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202545051580858706" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SDMnKP9xgVI/AAAAAAAAAas/zhC-x-TALSE/s320/lectrice.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;b de lectura imos realizar unha saída cultural a &lt;strong&gt;Vigo&lt;/strong&gt; para visitar o &lt;a href="http://verbum.vigo.org/"&gt;museo &lt;strong&gt;Verbum&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, a casa das palabras. Que mellor para nós que visitar este museo interactivo dedicado á comunicación humana? Imos aprender moito e seguro que o pasamos moooi ben. Estamos desexando dar unha boa aperta a todas as palabras que nos fan tan felices.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Xa vos contaremos a experiencia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Prepárate, Vigo, que alá imos!!&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/4255957704226727270-1716050047348962769?l=clarslegendi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/feeds/1716050047348962769/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2008/05/viaxe-s-verbas.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/1716050047348962769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255957704226727270/posts/default/1716050047348962769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarslegendi.blogspot.com/2008/05/viaxe-s-verbas.html' title='VIAXE ÁS VERBAS'/><author><name>susana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03113262317257378533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SsznV1aO0rI/AAAAAAAABaU/MPaJ9T7bq8k/S220/L%C2%B4ENFER.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X9jVZWiRpGY/SDMlgP9xgUI/AAAAAAAAAak/SzU3X6zcTmc/s72-c/bus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
