<?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-3932023010687382128</id><updated>2011-08-25T07:01:50.872-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog das Aventuras do Baú</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aventurasdobau.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3932023010687382128/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aventurasdobau.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Diário do Baú Encantado</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06823940129227332019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>45</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3932023010687382128.post-9168408359577404327</id><published>2011-04-12T06:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T08:26:20.312-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"O surgimento da noite"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8uyqIYWlDxU/TaRbsT3aluI/AAAAAAAACCk/LUv1uz-3hmA/s1600/Chegada.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8uyqIYWlDxU/TaRbsT3aluI/AAAAAAAACCk/LUv1uz-3hmA/s320/Chegada.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594697453906073314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Era uma vez, uma tribo de índios que moravam no meio da floresta brasileira.&lt;br /&gt;Eles gostavam de se pendurar nos cipós...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QsT6FeQKe4c/TaRchCUwlTI/AAAAAAAACCs/hJh06V0Lsj8/s1600/Circuito4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 187px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QsT6FeQKe4c/TaRchCUwlTI/AAAAAAAACCs/hJh06V0Lsj8/s320/Circuito4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594698359730378034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tomar banho de cachoeira...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1Dr_By7wnIo/TaRdCUkFYXI/AAAAAAAACC0/tdbtVysa6cs/s1600/DSCN7323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1Dr_By7wnIo/TaRdCUkFYXI/AAAAAAAACC0/tdbtVysa6cs/s320/DSCN7323.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594698931562176882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;e subir nas árvores mais altas que encontravam no caminho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r4WoJARpd-8/TaReRyMLjtI/AAAAAAAACDE/uTCIY-D3iaY/s1600/015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 313px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r4WoJARpd-8/TaReRyMLjtI/AAAAAAAACDE/uTCIY-D3iaY/s320/015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594700296724647634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tudo era normal e tranquilo a não ser pelo fato de que, naquele tempo a noite ainda não existia, e os índios tinham que se esconder como podiam, pois lá fora o sol era sempre muito forte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tV2ErU48a8Y/TaReyROx7dI/AAAAAAAACDM/9IXkBhQFntk/s1600/DSCN7343.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tV2ErU48a8Y/TaReyROx7dI/AAAAAAAACDM/9IXkBhQFntk/s320/DSCN7343.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594700854812863954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Os guerreiros mais fortes foram atrás da noite e nunca mais voltaram.&lt;br /&gt;Sem a noite eles não poderiam descansar direito, não poderiam dormir e muito menos, sonhar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iUixgkvRpjg/TaRfZIPQvfI/AAAAAAAACDU/NRKnUiXEo38/s1600/022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 244px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iUixgkvRpjg/TaRfZIPQvfI/AAAAAAAACDU/NRKnUiXEo38/s320/022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594701522413862386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Até que um dia, um curumim muito corajoso procurou o pajé para saber onde poderia encontrar a noite.&lt;br /&gt;O indiozinho estava acompanhado de outros curumins e o pajé percebeu que nada poderia impedí-lo.&lt;br /&gt;O velho feiticeiro então, ensinou ao menino guerreiro, que a noite estava em poder das cobras&lt;br /&gt;que moravam no oco da grande árvore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mwphbT_2_WA/TaRgJ0DkYQI/AAAAAAAACDc/1ImzJYm6ZAM/s1600/012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mwphbT_2_WA/TaRgJ0DkYQI/AAAAAAAACDc/1ImzJYm6ZAM/s320/012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594702358809698562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na mesma hora, os curumins se embrenharam na floresta e andaram durante horas até chegarem ao tenebroso esconderijo das serpentes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MzP7wHZXpRA/TaRlPzKgB7I/AAAAAAAACDk/M31m3wXmLiM/s1600/020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 258px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MzP7wHZXpRA/TaRlPzKgB7I/AAAAAAAACDk/M31m3wXmLiM/s320/020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594707959207692210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ao chegarem dentro do imenso oco de árvore, eles chamaram as cobras.&lt;br /&gt;Em pouco tempo, a chefe das cobras apareceu e o guerreiro curumim fez seu pedido da noite.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Eu quero levar a noite pra minha aldeia&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;A cobra então, pediu algo muito bom em troca.&lt;br /&gt;O Curumim ofereceu várias coisas e a todas a cobra chefe recusava.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_0-mkAMsGbg/TaRmzt9v5FI/AAAAAAAACDs/ZH9n9t_Xmgc/s1600/027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_0-mkAMsGbg/TaRmzt9v5FI/AAAAAAAACDs/ZH9n9t_Xmgc/s320/027.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594709675798946898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Quando o pequeno índio ofereceu veneno, as cobras todas se interessaram, é que naquele tempo, elas não possuem nenhum tipo de veneno sequer.&lt;br /&gt;- Isso sim nós queremos! se você trouxer veneno, nós daremos a noite.&lt;br /&gt;Os curumins fizeram bastante veneno e entregaram a chefe das cobras.&lt;br /&gt;A cobra entregou a noite dentro de um coco e disse que ele só poderia ser aberto na aldeia, cercado por todos os índios.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GxJbPtVi_NU/TaRn4ujphsI/AAAAAAAACD0/r4M-i9UjOss/s1600/041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 291px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GxJbPtVi_NU/TaRn4ujphsI/AAAAAAAACD0/r4M-i9UjOss/s320/041.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594710861368886978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;O indiozinho levou o coco embora, mas no meio do caminho encontrou uma índia, que quis saber o que ele carregava denntro do coco.&lt;br /&gt;Ao saber que era a noite, a índia, que na verdade era a cobra sucuri disfarçada, caçoou do curumim, o chamando de mentiroso.&lt;br /&gt;O menino guerreiro ficou muito irritado e abriu o coco para mostrar a Índia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Rq-5kuUGHlY/TaRrfWh0kkI/AAAAAAAACD8/iJE3s3RKEb4/s1600/014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Rq-5kuUGHlY/TaRrfWh0kkI/AAAAAAAACD8/iJE3s3RKEb4/s320/014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594714823468552770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Foi só abrir e uma noite horrorosa pairou no céu, cheia de gritos, mosquitos, aranhas e um cheiro fedido de coisa ruim.&lt;br /&gt;Os curumins fizeram de tudo pra se abrigar em algum lugar, mas não enxergavam nada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4qvjl4FcG4M/TaRsc-TjwyI/AAAAAAAACEE/Adw3x8ZjFGQ/s1600/016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4qvjl4FcG4M/TaRsc-TjwyI/AAAAAAAACEE/Adw3x8ZjFGQ/s320/016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594715882118169378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O curumim voltou à toca das cobras e elas deram outro coco ao menino, mas este, não era tão bom quanto o outro e poderia ser que viesse noite misturada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KFeVbC508qI/TaRs4aLq23I/AAAAAAAACEM/WjnkU-86_aM/s1600/026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 258px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KFeVbC508qI/TaRs4aLq23I/AAAAAAAACEM/WjnkU-86_aM/s320/026.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594716353457740658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Desta vez, os curumins voltaram tranquilamente à aldeia e todos se reuniram para abrir o coco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R3l2tKPyI-Y/TaRt1qeoE5I/AAAAAAAACEU/aXwPz9J9V70/s1600/025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 250px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R3l2tKPyI-Y/TaRt1qeoE5I/AAAAAAAACEU/aXwPz9J9V70/s320/025.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594717405804237714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Se você deseja saber se a noite que eles tiveram foi cheia de estrelas coloridas e brilhantes, pergunte ao seu aventureiro preferido, ele foi o astro desta linda aventura.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3932023010687382128-9168408359577404327?l=aventurasdobau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aventurasdobau.blogspot.com/feeds/9168408359577404327/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aventurasdobau.blogspot.com/2011/04/o-surgimento-da-noite.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3932023010687382128/posts/default/9168408359577404327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3932023010687382128/posts/default/9168408359577404327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aventurasdobau.blogspot.com/2011/04/o-surgimento-da-noite.html' title='&quot;O surgimento da noite&quot;'/><author><name>Diário do Baú Encantado</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06823940129227332019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8uyqIYWlDxU/TaRbsT3aluI/AAAAAAAACCk/LUv1uz-3hmA/s72-c/Chegada.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3932023010687382128.post-5705947556393035457</id><published>2011-03-31T17:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T03:29:37.974-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Porque o mar tanto chora"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4ZoKdwWsv5c/TZUvz42pV7I/AAAAAAAAB_c/RJRxHmkzXdg/s1600/006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 203px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4ZoKdwWsv5c/TZUvz42pV7I/AAAAAAAAB_c/RJRxHmkzXdg/s320/006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590427080931760050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Era uma vez uma Rainha que morava em frente ao mar.&lt;br /&gt;Ela era uma pouco triste porque não conseguia dar um filho ao Rei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- eu queria tanto uma filha, nem que fosse na forma de uma cobra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um ano se passou, a Rainha engravidou e teve uma linda princesa chamada Maria, que nascera com uma cobra enrolada no pescoço.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mCvpulLgr2Y/TZUzM8E6viI/AAAAAAAAB_k/1aVRMXhui5o/s1600/007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 315px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mCvpulLgr2Y/TZUzM8E6viI/AAAAAAAAB_k/1aVRMXhui5o/s320/007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590430809828539938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maria e a cobra cresceram juntas e gostavam muito de brincar na praia quando o sol se punha.&lt;br /&gt;A princesa deu à serpente o nome de Labismina.&lt;br /&gt;Um dia a cobra foi morar no mar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- Não fique triste. Quando sentir saudades é só vir até a praia e chamar meu nome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R_t7951rGJI/TZU-a6vpO0I/AAAAAAAAB_s/z0G-8ZzOwAg/s1600/a033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 245px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R_t7951rGJI/TZU-a6vpO0I/AAAAAAAAB_s/z0G-8ZzOwAg/s320/a033.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590443144616950594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Calibri;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Perto dalí, o Rei Astolfo, muito rico e mal educado,  perdia a mulher, que morrera de uma grave doença.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Calibri;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Antes de partir, ela disse que ele deveria se casar uma princesa cujo o dedo  coubesse em seu anel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oOcvbV314lc/TZVBpIdCW7I/AAAAAAAAB_0/10ZaTWmWhQQ/s1600/002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oOcvbV314lc/TZVBpIdCW7I/AAAAAAAAB_0/10ZaTWmWhQQ/s320/002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590446687350053810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Rei Astolfo viajou o mundo e um dia chegou ao castelo de Maria.&lt;br /&gt;Para surpresa de todos da corte, o anel coube no dedo da princesa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BcLDyYDbZDQ/TZVDF8l33oI/AAAAAAAAB_8/3Yht-0UNauA/s1600/001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 316px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BcLDyYDbZDQ/TZVDF8l33oI/AAAAAAAAB_8/3Yht-0UNauA/s320/001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590448281893723778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maria correu até a praia e chamou Labismina.&lt;br /&gt;A cobra disse que Maria deveria voltar e dizer que só se casará, se ele trouxer um vestido verde, da cor das matas, bordado com folhas e flores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QFAzz7SuKHw/TZWdUp1OOMI/AAAAAAAACAE/AjbDAJOKSRo/s1600/003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 249px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QFAzz7SuKHw/TZWdUp1OOMI/AAAAAAAACAE/AjbDAJOKSRo/s320/003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590547490602367170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Demorou um pouco, mas o Rei voltou ao castelo de Maria, trazendo uma caixa com um lindo vestido verde.&lt;br /&gt;Maria, correu novamente à praia e pediu ajuda à cobra.&lt;br /&gt;Desta vez, ela disse que Maria deveria pedir um vestido azul da cor do mar, bordado com conchas e estrelas marinhas.&lt;br /&gt;O Rei ficou bravo, mas aceitou mais uma vez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vzxYypdVusI/TZWeKPWvbKI/AAAAAAAACAM/T8iZwuUsxUM/s1600/004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 262px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vzxYypdVusI/TZWeKPWvbKI/AAAAAAAACAM/T8iZwuUsxUM/s320/004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590548411208133794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando menos se esperava, o Rei Astolfo trouxe o vestido que Maria queria.&lt;br /&gt;Maria, pediu licença pra guardar o vestido e voltou à praia.&lt;br /&gt;Labismina desta vez, pediu um vestido cor do céu, bordado com estrelas e cometas.&lt;br /&gt;O Rei Astolfo, já impaciente, ameaçou, dizendo que seria o último vestido que ele iria mandar fazer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-opc1z5LRqfs/TZWe2c2mVeI/AAAAAAAACAU/7v49NXhToU8/s1600/005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-opc1z5LRqfs/TZWe2c2mVeI/AAAAAAAACAU/7v49NXhToU8/s320/005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590549170745660898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Após duas semanas, o Rei Astolfo retornou com o último vestido.&lt;br /&gt;Maria pegou os vestidos e correu pra praia.&lt;br /&gt;Labismina pediu que Maria subisse num barco que estava ancorado perto, e remasse até a ilha mais próxima. Lá, ela se apaixonaria e se casaria com príncipe.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Só peço a você, que antes de casar, venha até a praia e me chame três vezes, assim o  meu feitiço se acabará e voltarei a ser princesa que nem você.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bAaZEVmWiDs/TZWgWW3xfoI/AAAAAAAACAc/eh5bIPm06F0/s1600/a02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 278px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bAaZEVmWiDs/TZWgWW3xfoI/AAAAAAAACAc/eh5bIPm06F0/s320/a02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590550818407415426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maria se despediu da cobra Labismina e partiu.&lt;br /&gt;Quando chegou na Ilha, ela conseguiu emprego de ajudante de cozinha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zo1YB8ZcVC4/TZWg3diIz8I/AAAAAAAACAk/lNlbvUjaPdA/s1600/a030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 235px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zo1YB8ZcVC4/TZWg3diIz8I/AAAAAAAACAk/lNlbvUjaPdA/s320/a030.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590551387131400130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depois de uns dias morando no novo castelo, Maria descobriu que haveria uma festa maravilhosa que duraria de três dias, era o carnaval.&lt;br /&gt;Sem ninguém ver, Maria vestiu seu vestido verde e foi ao baile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SBwFbtdG6yQ/TZWhgm6CZsI/AAAAAAAACAs/YXUwsWGvBzA/s1600/a08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SBwFbtdG6yQ/TZWhgm6CZsI/AAAAAAAACAs/YXUwsWGvBzA/s320/a08.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590552094022198978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Maria se divertiu na festa e causou muita curiosidade nas pessoas, todos queriam saber quem era aquela moça encantadora.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9OuECgmFvQo/TZWh233cloI/AAAAAAAACA0/Z1y05Pv66Io/s1600/a032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 206px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9OuECgmFvQo/TZWh233cloI/AAAAAAAACA0/Z1y05Pv66Io/s320/a032.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590552476531857026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Até o Príncipe não tirou os olhos dela. Ele estava completamente apaixonado.&lt;br /&gt;No dia seguinte Maria usou o vestido cor de mar e novamente encantou a todos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bQK2pjw03gE/TZWiYQTrlzI/AAAAAAAACA8/N65_jNxuOBU/s1600/a025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 279px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bQK2pjw03gE/TZWiYQTrlzI/AAAAAAAACA8/N65_jNxuOBU/s320/a025.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590553050028414770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desconfiado, o Príncipe foi ao quarto de Maria e perguntou se era ela que estava na festa vestida com lindos vestidos.&lt;br /&gt;Maria negou tudo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- Claro que não Majestade!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na última noite, Maria usou seu vestido cor de céu com estrelas e o Príncipe se aproximou, dançou e entregou a ela um anel cheio de pedras.&lt;br /&gt;Maria agradeceu e sumiu antes do fim do baile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QqRH6kcVOAM/TZWjozJeVyI/AAAAAAAACBE/UCw6UbGgJZo/s1600/a020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QqRH6kcVOAM/TZWjozJeVyI/AAAAAAAACBE/UCw6UbGgJZo/s320/a020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590554433770379042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No dia seguinte, correu a notícia de que o príncipe estava doente e que seu estado era cada vez pior.&lt;br /&gt;A Rainha então, pediu à Maria, que fizesse uma canha e levasse pro filho.&lt;br /&gt;Maria fez a canja com muito carinho e colocou dentro do prato o anel que o príncipe lhe dera na festa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5d3fHx7hSM4/TZWk_83jAqI/AAAAAAAACBU/8jnl7X70I4c/s1600/a023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 262px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5d3fHx7hSM4/TZWk_83jAqI/AAAAAAAACBU/8jnl7X70I4c/s320/a023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590555931028161186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bem, se você quiser saber o final desta incrível aventura, não deixe de perguntar ao seu aventureiro predileto.&lt;br /&gt;Foi uma história e tanto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;outras imagens:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H7P1Iq9h2I0/TZWmc4SEGlI/AAAAAAAACCc/y-Ycekzffxs/s1600/a028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; 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margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 264px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VuZK6ZO8a20/TWwlyq8suCI/AAAAAAAAB9M/-pKLsSihKAI/s320/001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578875590857766946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Era uma vez, no Sertão da Bahia, uma familia muito pobre, que vivia de catar coco pra fazer doce e vender.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-643bAcZYbaw/TWwmWTQtyvI/AAAAAAAAB9U/sZ9SWK61aFk/s1600/0015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-643bAcZYbaw/TWwmWTQtyvI/AAAAAAAAB9U/sZ9SWK61aFk/s320/0015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578876202974563058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elas passavam o dia no coqueiral, subindo nas palmeiras pra derrubar o coco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yX64xPeNAeM/TWwm5fMxN6I/AAAAAAAAB9c/XC1hbrhI0Pk/s1600/007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yX64xPeNAeM/TWwm5fMxN6I/AAAAAAAAB9c/XC1hbrhI0Pk/s320/007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578876807474657186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A filha mais nova, chamada Maria, era quem ajudava a mãe todos os dias, enquanto sua irmã, Maricreuza, vivia inventando desculpas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Uech3jTFpvc/TWwnVSZ4PEI/AAAAAAAAB9k/S0xrUIXAGGo/s1600/0019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 285px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Uech3jTFpvc/TWwnVSZ4PEI/AAAAAAAAB9k/S0xrUIXAGGo/s320/0019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578877285076319298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Um dia, Maria estava sozinha no coqueiral, quando começou a ouvir uma voz chamando seu nome.&lt;br /&gt;Foi ver e era uma cobra.&lt;br /&gt;A cobra pediu um beijo à moça, caso Maria desse, terminaria seu encantamento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XQWrHCrQUVc/TWwoPwtPDLI/AAAAAAAAB9s/_LTVf_PQ_VE/s1600/006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 197px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XQWrHCrQUVc/TWwoPwtPDLI/AAAAAAAAB9s/_LTVf_PQ_VE/s320/006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578878289642982578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Assim que Maria beijou, a serpente se transformou num belo príncipe, que prometeu casar com ela e morarem juntos num belíssimo castelo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SD-DKikgy-Y/TWworFz88rI/AAAAAAAAB90/Vhqse0iOn7Y/s1600/002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SD-DKikgy-Y/TWworFz88rI/AAAAAAAAB90/Vhqse0iOn7Y/s320/002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578878759164768946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pra espanto de todos, Maria aceitou o pedido de casamento e os dois foram morar num castelo bem distante dalí.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q4s5j2fHizY/TWwpIbelbHI/AAAAAAAAB98/TFaNjX97iJE/s1600/0018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 306px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q4s5j2fHizY/TWwpIbelbHI/AAAAAAAAB98/TFaNjX97iJE/s320/0018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578879263196933234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maricreuza, a irmã mais velha, ficou morrendo de inveja e decidiu ir pro coqueiral.&lt;br /&gt;Ela acreditava que pudesse encontrar outra cobra príncipe, assim como sua irmã.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X862oyjMDEE/TWwpmBUQbUI/AAAAAAAAB-E/KFQ1Ec1SJJw/s1600/0012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 233px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X862oyjMDEE/TWwpmBUQbUI/AAAAAAAAB-E/KFQ1Ec1SJJw/s320/0012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578879771570367810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;De tanto procurar, Maricreuza achou uma cobra perambulando pelo chão e pegou. Depois, procurou o Padre pra ele celebrar o casamento.&lt;br /&gt;O Padre tomou o maior susto, mas casou os dois.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BG4eQXDIK08/TWwrMRauRII/AAAAAAAAB-M/d8lb7g_zEmE/s1600/0013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 273px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BG4eQXDIK08/TWwrMRauRII/AAAAAAAAB-M/d8lb7g_zEmE/s320/0013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578881528239113346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Será que a cobra que Maricreuza pegou também é encantada?&lt;br /&gt;o que será que vai acontecer depois do beijo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wM8Tr2IimRE/TWwrqQ95ZYI/AAAAAAAAB-U/kMZUI9P4xKk/s1600/0020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 253px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wM8Tr2IimRE/TWwrqQ95ZYI/AAAAAAAAB-U/kMZUI9P4xKk/s320/0020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578882043514283394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se você quiser saber o desfecho desta incrível aventura, cobre seu aventureiro predileto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;abaixo mais imagens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GoIdjEN9AFw/TWwsNYuKSuI/AAAAAAAAB-8/T1aqvzL9qjI/s1600/0010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GoIdjEN9AFw/TWwsNYuKSuI/AAAAAAAAB-8/T1aqvzL9qjI/s320/0010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578882646891186914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aNgqccEK-SQ/TWwsNNdb5gI/AAAAAAAAB-0/UyTj2O0nDj8/s1600/008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 254px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aNgqccEK-SQ/TWwsNNdb5gI/AAAAAAAAB-0/UyTj2O0nDj8/s320/008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578882643868247554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c4SSPyBFvCE/TWwsM73DwcI/AAAAAAAAB-s/nAO5iMoFwuQ/s1600/005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 254px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c4SSPyBFvCE/TWwsM73DwcI/AAAAAAAAB-s/nAO5iMoFwuQ/s320/005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578882639143879106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L1hfsszYCwk/TWwsMhqMT2I/AAAAAAAAB-k/IjiYIp33WNE/s1600/004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 259px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L1hfsszYCwk/TWwsMhqMT2I/AAAAAAAAB-k/IjiYIp33WNE/s320/004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578882632110591842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WxGSyvtLARE/TWwsMYyNwEI/AAAAAAAAB-c/6-I6KejPKfE/s1600/003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 257px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WxGSyvtLARE/TWwsMYyNwEI/AAAAAAAAB-c/6-I6KejPKfE/s320/003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578882629728321602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b7Ldu_QreE8/TWwsj-RjG3I/AAAAAAAAB_U/rTK6d1KNxi0/s1600/0011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b7Ldu_QreE8/TWwsj-RjG3I/AAAAAAAAB_U/rTK6d1KNxi0/s320/0011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578883034928847730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-u9OHFzU6Zhs/TWwsjkoNH4I/AAAAAAAAB_M/zKky_-1NY90/s1600/0017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 185px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-u9OHFzU6Zhs/TWwsjkoNH4I/AAAAAAAAB_M/zKky_-1NY90/s320/0017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578883028044554114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Efh6u92PwDM/TWwsjbQpdwI/AAAAAAAAB_E/jqdt23KnK-c/s1600/0014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Efh6u92PwDM/TWwsjbQpdwI/AAAAAAAAB_E/jqdt23KnK-c/s320/0014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578883025529829122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3932023010687382128-8165772555149466724?l=aventurasdobau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aventurasdobau.blogspot.com/feeds/8165772555149466724/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aventurasdobau.blogspot.com/2011/02/o-principe-serpente.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3932023010687382128/posts/default/8165772555149466724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3932023010687382128/posts/default/8165772555149466724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aventurasdobau.blogspot.com/2011/02/o-principe-serpente.html' title='&quot;O Príncipe Serpente&quot;'/><author><name>Diário do Baú Encantado</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06823940129227332019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VuZK6ZO8a20/TWwlyq8suCI/AAAAAAAAB9M/-pKLsSihKAI/s72-c/001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3932023010687382128.post-1315371257776254178</id><published>2011-02-14T08:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T09:59:18.044-08:00</updated><title type='text'>" o circo do Sr. Blau e a magia do sumiço" parte 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5bno7aVtVw4/TVldX4b23PI/AAAAAAAAB7U/Q_wZ2-_TgTI/s1600/0015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 278px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5bno7aVtVw4/TVldX4b23PI/AAAAAAAAB7U/Q_wZ2-_TgTI/s320/0015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573588678715301106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pedrinho fez que fez e acabou desaparecendo através de uma magia.&lt;br /&gt;Caído no chão, estava o pirulito do menino, única pista que Aparecida encontrou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VvmizK35rkk/TVlg6n6g-KI/AAAAAAAAB7c/fTeC2ewkOEY/s1600/0013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 206px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VvmizK35rkk/TVlg6n6g-KI/AAAAAAAAB7c/fTeC2ewkOEY/s320/0013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573592574110791842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A prefeita de Predovska ficou muito aborrecida com o sumiço de seu filho e proibiu a estréia do grande espetáculo. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- Se meu filho Pedrinho não aparecer, vou mandar prender o Senhor Blau!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0mhm7_T_i9s/TVlh-rGUL_I/AAAAAAAAB7k/IkTOMfsj3jo/s1600/004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 308px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0mhm7_T_i9s/TVlh-rGUL_I/AAAAAAAAB7k/IkTOMfsj3jo/s320/004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573593743196696562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O pobre do Senhor Blau levou um susto e pediu ajuda à Mágica Aparecida.&lt;br /&gt;Só ela poderia reverter essa magia do sumiço.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k_ONflwQbrY/TVljC0ETVhI/AAAAAAAAB7s/Xth0WsjZJDA/s1600/002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 276px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k_ONflwQbrY/TVljC0ETVhI/AAAAAAAAB7s/Xth0WsjZJDA/s320/002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573594913835275794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A Mágica Aparecida apareceu e disse que procuraria nos manuscritos de seu avô alguma solução para o caso.&lt;br /&gt;Antes de sair, Aparecida pediu que todos ajudassem, fazendo números de magia, qualquer um que fosse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fG0O7gl5Q1E/TVllWVuIaPI/AAAAAAAAB78/3PrSlG_qVQk/s1600/008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fG0O7gl5Q1E/TVllWVuIaPI/AAAAAAAAB78/3PrSlG_qVQk/s320/008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573597448309860594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Então, surgiram vários números de levitação&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-btyvooCl-8U/TVlmVgYfmoI/AAAAAAAAB8E/VRvhyZY6WgQ/s1600/009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 262px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-btyvooCl-8U/TVlmVgYfmoI/AAAAAAAAB8E/VRvhyZY6WgQ/s320/009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573598533503654530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kTKL4Po_2_c/TVlkQRIi0mI/AAAAAAAAB70/j6-rVyAP67Y/s1600/001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kTKL4Po_2_c/TVlkQRIi0mI/AAAAAAAAB70/j6-rVyAP67Y/s320/001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573596244487623266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Até que Aparecida reapareceu e disse ter novidades boas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dyrc2D0s3Hk/TVln7H5djXI/AAAAAAAAB8M/jsdgKWPP4Y0/s1600/003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 274px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dyrc2D0s3Hk/TVln7H5djXI/AAAAAAAAB8M/jsdgKWPP4Y0/s320/003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573600279277702514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Disse que seu avô havia escrito em seu livro de magias, um certo antídoto para trazer de volta pessoas desaparecidas.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Brilho e miragem, luz e imagem!&lt;/span&gt; dizia o escrito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qS1WAcWUW8s/TVlo_VtjM8I/AAAAAAAAB8U/4VaNrG39mUM/s1600/005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 263px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qS1WAcWUW8s/TVlo_VtjM8I/AAAAAAAAB8U/4VaNrG39mUM/s320/005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573601451216942018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todos os artistas do circo ajudaram a Mágica Aparecida a trazer de volta o pequeno Pedrinho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BbCs-Wctyt4/TVlqfFFEa0I/AAAAAAAAB8c/3bE0OfpnI2o/s1600/0014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 223px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BbCs-Wctyt4/TVlqfFFEa0I/AAAAAAAAB8c/3bE0OfpnI2o/s320/0014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573603096019626818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Não muito tempo depois, o bilheteiro veio trazendo uma notícia.&lt;br /&gt;Se você ficou curioso e quer saber o final desta aventura, pergunte ao  artista de circo que anda fazendo números na sua casa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;outras imagens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tjYhnRb4u3g/TVlsSvCvGJI/AAAAAAAAB9E/I7mfutYav8E/s1600/0011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 196px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tjYhnRb4u3g/TVlsSvCvGJI/AAAAAAAAB9E/I7mfutYav8E/s320/0011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573605082969086098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FxPqfSKOWdo/TVlsRZB-tqI/AAAAAAAAB88/kkbpNF3tD6A/s1600/0012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FxPqfSKOWdo/TVlsRZB-tqI/AAAAAAAAB88/kkbpNF3tD6A/s320/0012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573605059880466082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FrF4s33ur0M/TVlsRPLxr5I/AAAAAAAAB80/-bYSxpyMe84/s1600/0010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FrF4s33ur0M/TVlsRPLxr5I/AAAAAAAAB80/-bYSxpyMe84/s320/0010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573605057237200786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FaR_grJ1eRU/TVlsQ-dggvI/AAAAAAAAB8s/R6aUkmm8GHQ/s1600/007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 297px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FaR_grJ1eRU/TVlsQ-dggvI/AAAAAAAAB8s/R6aUkmm8GHQ/s320/007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573605052748169970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lvaEoxJZoyI/TVlsQr5htjI/AAAAAAAAB8k/PYpyXYiiiwg/s1600/006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 211px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lvaEoxJZoyI/TVlsQr5htjI/AAAAAAAAB8k/PYpyXYiiiwg/s320/006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573605047765415474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3932023010687382128-1315371257776254178?l=aventurasdobau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aventurasdobau.blogspot.com/feeds/1315371257776254178/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aventurasdobau.blogspot.com/2011/02/o-circo-do-sr-blau-e-magia-do-sumico.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3932023010687382128/posts/default/1315371257776254178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3932023010687382128/posts/default/1315371257776254178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aventurasdobau.blogspot.com/2011/02/o-circo-do-sr-blau-e-magia-do-sumico.html' title='&quot; o circo do Sr. Blau e a magia do sumiço&quot; parte 2'/><author><name>Diário do Baú Encantado</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06823940129227332019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5bno7aVtVw4/TVldX4b23PI/AAAAAAAAB7U/Q_wZ2-_TgTI/s72-c/0015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3932023010687382128.post-385208887479051053</id><published>2011-02-07T10:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T12:46:59.254-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"O Circo do Senhor Blau e a magia do sumiço"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TVA8g9HcLxI/AAAAAAAAB40/qw_ytBQBhsI/s1600/0013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 296px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TVA8g9HcLxI/AAAAAAAAB40/qw_ytBQBhsI/s320/0013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571019275916554002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Era uma vez, há muitos anos atrás, um circo muito famoso que viajava o mundo todo, o "Circo do Senhor Blau".&lt;br /&gt;Senhor Blau era um velho mágico, que há muito se dedicava ao picadeiro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TVBA0qnz0oI/AAAAAAAAB48/Nx9_126TkVQ/s1600/004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TVBA0qnz0oI/AAAAAAAAB48/Nx9_126TkVQ/s320/004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571024012595942018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Desde criança aprendeu a arte do trapézio...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TVBBOCP0NxI/AAAAAAAAB5E/cueydIh3tp4/s1600/005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 258px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TVBBOCP0NxI/AAAAAAAAB5E/cueydIh3tp4/s320/005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571024448434485010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; do equilibrismo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TVBCTnOdsbI/AAAAAAAAB5M/ZU4G6UYE_BU/s1600/007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 277px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TVBCTnOdsbI/AAAAAAAAB5M/ZU4G6UYE_BU/s320/007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571025643771900338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; do cambalhotismo e de outras artes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TVBEBATzJdI/AAAAAAAAB5U/2i8nMb8tZ0k/s1600/0025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TVBEBATzJdI/AAAAAAAAB5U/2i8nMb8tZ0k/s320/0025.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571027523110905298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agora era ele próprio que ensinava tudo aos novos artistas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TVBFQm4_nxI/AAAAAAAAB5c/MJf-LPyqA9A/s1600/001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TVBFQm4_nxI/AAAAAAAAB5c/MJf-LPyqA9A/s320/001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571028890677124882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um dia, aconteceu que chegou uma carta ao Senhor Blau. Era de uma velha amiga, que agora era prefeita de Pedrovska. Ela convidava o Circo do Senhor Blau para inaugurar a nova praça da cidade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TVBGwsuFpUI/AAAAAAAAB5k/LJ8zbggLK34/s1600/0026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 307px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TVBGwsuFpUI/AAAAAAAAB5k/LJ8zbggLK34/s320/0026.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571030541509436738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Senhor Blau aceitou o convite e reuniu os artistas.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Essa apresentação é importante para mim, quero o melhor espetáculo das nossas vidas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TVBHcB6JhGI/AAAAAAAAB5s/nj5RJKi67ns/s1600/008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 298px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TVBHcB6JhGI/AAAAAAAAB5s/nj5RJKi67ns/s320/008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571031285931541602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todo mundo passou a criar truques novos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TVBH-0qHocI/AAAAAAAAB50/4f6RyzD9kFY/s1600/009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 257px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TVBH-0qHocI/AAAAAAAAB50/4f6RyzD9kFY/s320/009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571031883670069698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Treinando bastante para dar tudo certo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TVBIueOfsQI/AAAAAAAAB58/jku9LOVusRs/s1600/0012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TVBIueOfsQI/AAAAAAAAB58/jku9LOVusRs/s320/0012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571032702282346754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;O circo chegou à cidade no meio da madrugada e todos os artistas  ajudaram a montar a lona e deixar tudo pronto pros ensaios.&lt;br /&gt;Na manhã seguinte,  a prefeita ficou muito feliz com a notícia da chegada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TVBNpaH257I/AAAAAAAAB6U/7Oo61oeTWvY/s1600/003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TVBNpaH257I/AAAAAAAAB6U/7Oo61oeTWvY/s320/003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571038112839559090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porém, mais feliz de todos estava o filho da prefeita, o Pedrinho, que era um menino muito curioso.&lt;br /&gt;Ele bem que tentou acompanhar sua mãe até o circo, mas ouviu um sonoro NÃO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TVBQuzrp83I/AAAAAAAAB6c/Mge57jZlwMM/s1600/0010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TVBQuzrp83I/AAAAAAAAB6c/Mge57jZlwMM/s320/0010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571041504134820722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Todos estavam atentos às orientações do ensaio, quando o filho da prefeita entrou no circo. Ele andou  de um lado pro outro, descobrindo com as coisas funcionavam. De tanto perambular,  encontrou o trailler da mágica Aparecida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TVBVW8quydI/AAAAAAAAB6k/aRXmysnDi2U/s1600/002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 311px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TVBVW8quydI/AAAAAAAAB6k/aRXmysnDi2U/s320/002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571046591788141010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No final do dia, depois do longo ensaio, a mágica Aparecida retornou ao trailler e encontrou algumas coisas foram de ordem.&lt;br /&gt;O que será que o Pedrinho andou aprontando por lá?&lt;br /&gt;Se você ficar curioso pra desvendar esse mistério, procure seu aventureiro, antes que ele desapareça.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;outras imagens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TVBWbCqAFCI/AAAAAAAAB7M/wGcHJp9lqns/s1600/0024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 258px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TVBWbCqAFCI/AAAAAAAAB7M/wGcHJp9lqns/s320/0024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571047761626797090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TVBWawC-GzI/AAAAAAAAB7E/prhHXdNgJU4/s1600/0019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 218px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TVBWawC-GzI/AAAAAAAAB7E/prhHXdNgJU4/s320/0019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571047756631251762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TVBWa2zLxLI/AAAAAAAAB68/x7G_I-k05II/s1600/0015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TVBWa2zLxLI/AAAAAAAAB68/x7G_I-k05II/s320/0015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571047758444086450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TVBWaqZipxI/AAAAAAAAB60/NfguopZYqsw/s1600/0016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; 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margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 262px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TPEIJOh-u6I/AAAAAAAAB3s/72OtlKRe4D4/s320/0029.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544221570882255778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Havia, a muitos e muitos anos atrás, um Reino onde todas as crianças viviam como principes e princesas, não havia guerra, não havia brigas, só tranquilidade.&lt;br /&gt;Mas, todas as crianças teriam que passar por um desafio para se tornarem Reis e Rainhas no futuro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TPEI9_NKgRI/AAAAAAAAB30/ulDHMSmjVlo/s1600/0023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 258px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TPEI9_NKgRI/AAAAAAAAB30/ulDHMSmjVlo/s320/0023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544222477301481746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Quando o príncipe Dath completou a idade do desafio, o Rei seu pai, o levou até o jardim e contou que ele teria que ir, disfarçado de peregrino, até um reino distante e buscar sua pedra preciosa na caverna onde morava um dragão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TPEKTdkrO_I/AAAAAAAAB38/heraV2O3-aw/s1600/0016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TPEKTdkrO_I/AAAAAAAAB38/heraV2O3-aw/s320/0016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544223945742040050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;o príncipe então, passou a treinar diariamente para enfrentar seu destino.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TPELAJ-RkgI/AAAAAAAAB4E/TvxRIdGwtPE/s1600/003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 252px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TPELAJ-RkgI/AAAAAAAAB4E/TvxRIdGwtPE/s320/003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544224713574814210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;se juntou a outros príncipes e princesas e treinou...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TPELjjNuXlI/AAAAAAAAB4M/UDnuJ5tMP3U/s1600/0011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 297px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TPELjjNuXlI/AAAAAAAAB4M/UDnuJ5tMP3U/s320/0011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544225321645923922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;planejou como enfrentar os desafios do caminho...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TPEMQKwlqMI/AAAAAAAAB4U/sM6eId5ZH50/s1600/0033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 282px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TPEMQKwlqMI/AAAAAAAAB4U/sM6eId5ZH50/s320/0033.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544226088175380674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando o príncipe sentiu que estava equilibrado, ele decidiu partiu rumo à caverna do dragão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TPENUaLP9kI/AAAAAAAAB4c/RDcbqVNlck0/s1600/009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 227px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TPENUaLP9kI/AAAAAAAAB4c/RDcbqVNlck0/s320/009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544227260544841282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se você quiser saber o final desta empolgante aventura, venha conferir pessoalmente. Aproveite pra dar uma mãozinha pro seu herói favorito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;até lá!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3932023010687382128-2925514241910382059?l=aventurasdobau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aventurasdobau.blogspot.com/feeds/2925514241910382059/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aventurasdobau.blogspot.com/2010/11/o-principe-dath-e-caverna-do-dragao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3932023010687382128/posts/default/2925514241910382059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3932023010687382128/posts/default/2925514241910382059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aventurasdobau.blogspot.com/2010/11/o-principe-dath-e-caverna-do-dragao.html' title='O Príncipe Dath e a caverna do dragão'/><author><name>Diário do Baú Encantado</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06823940129227332019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TPEIJOh-u6I/AAAAAAAAB3s/72OtlKRe4D4/s72-c/0029.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3932023010687382128.post-9068298594900643125</id><published>2010-11-21T10:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-21T12:00:10.870-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Lenda do Caipora</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TOlr4Cr0_GI/AAAAAAAAB2E/Pd-m8q_AJ_E/s1600/0020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TOlr4Cr0_GI/AAAAAAAAB2E/Pd-m8q_AJ_E/s320/0020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542079426993650786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Era uma vez, uma pequena cidade no interior, que ficava próxima de uma floresta.&lt;br /&gt;Lá, as pessoas estavam acostumadas a ouvir causos sobre uma certa assombração que assustava quem entrasse na floresta, era o caipora.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TOlt9odA19I/AAAAAAAAB2M/u54DTTa9gXE/s1600/0019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TOlt9odA19I/AAAAAAAAB2M/u54DTTa9gXE/s320/0019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542081722054662098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todos tinham medo dos causos do caipora, menos o Joaquim, um cesteiro que morava dentro da floresta e que não queria saber de assombração nenhuma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TOlufmPM-NI/AAAAAAAAB2U/ctRFkpMMYM8/s1600/0023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 202px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TOlufmPM-NI/AAAAAAAAB2U/ctRFkpMMYM8/s320/0023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542082305575418066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Um dia, uns empregados da fazenda do Coronel Cosme foram na Casa de Joaquim encomendar um cesto pra festa de casamento de sua filha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TOlwUjY4eVI/AAAAAAAAB2c/Ttac9a-SO5g/s1600/0024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 185px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TOlwUjY4eVI/AAAAAAAAB2c/Ttac9a-SO5g/s320/0024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542084314855405906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Joaquim passou o dia inteiro preprarando a tal encomenda e quando concluiu o sol já estava indo embora. Teve que correr no meio da floresta aproveitando os últimos fachos de luz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TOlykHfzwQI/AAAAAAAAB2k/JqC2c6wwgBk/s1600/0038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 261px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TOlykHfzwQI/AAAAAAAAB2k/JqC2c6wwgBk/s320/0038.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542086781269426434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando escureceu, Joaquim pressentiu que estava sendo seguido e se escondeu dentro de uma caverna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TOlzmG1Xw9I/AAAAAAAAB2s/1MxKF1m0fqg/s1600/0025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 264px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TOlzmG1Xw9I/AAAAAAAAB2s/1MxKF1m0fqg/s320/0025.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542087914962797522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nem bem Joaquim se escondeu, apareceu o que todo mundo dizia ser o caipora, um velho encapuzado, todo maltrapilho. Ele resmungava de tudo, continuou caminhando e foi embora.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TOl1UnFCVYI/AAAAAAAAB20/DWzokY5EYDU/s1600/0002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TOl1UnFCVYI/AAAAAAAAB20/DWzokY5EYDU/s320/0002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542089813404046722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joaquim deu um pulo e saiu correndo em direção à fazenda do Coronel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TOl2qsYhCQI/AAAAAAAAB3E/tqKRpkt9kmE/s1600/0036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 298px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TOl2qsYhCQI/AAAAAAAAB3E/tqKRpkt9kmE/s320/0036.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542091292296677634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trupicou, rolou e continuou a correr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TOl3Ge2m-kI/AAAAAAAAB3M/JtxJkLwXOpk/s1600/0037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TOl3Ge2m-kI/AAAAAAAAB3M/JtxJkLwXOpk/s320/0037.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542091769701136962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se equilibrou nas pedras do pântano até&lt;br /&gt;chegar na fazenda do Coronel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TOl3hzHp0cI/AAAAAAAAB3U/QdoaGjS9e5A/s1600/0028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 274px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TOl3hzHp0cI/AAAAAAAAB3U/QdoaGjS9e5A/s320/0028.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542092238997803458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Coronel serviu um pouco de bolo de fubá pro Joaquim e explicou que caipora gosta de reclamar das coisas e pede sempre um pouco de fumo de corda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TOl5MyoIMiI/AAAAAAAAB3c/H56sO-o20tA/s1600/0029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 232px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TOl5MyoIMiI/AAAAAAAAB3c/H56sO-o20tA/s320/0029.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542094077111579170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ele mesmo contou ao Joaquim, que quando criança encontrou o tal caipora, mas foi só entregar o fumo que o danado foi embora sem reclamar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TOl51V0dn1I/AAAAAAAAB3k/uucPzEd-L2g/s1600/0040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 215px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TOl51V0dn1I/AAAAAAAAB3k/uucPzEd-L2g/s320/0040.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542094773753323346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bem, pra saber se a filha do Coronel casou com o Zé Firmino, seu noivo, isso é uma outra história...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3932023010687382128-9068298594900643125?l=aventurasdobau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aventurasdobau.blogspot.com/feeds/9068298594900643125/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aventurasdobau.blogspot.com/2010/11/lenda-do-caipora.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3932023010687382128/posts/default/9068298594900643125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3932023010687382128/posts/default/9068298594900643125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aventurasdobau.blogspot.com/2010/11/lenda-do-caipora.html' title='A Lenda do Caipora'/><author><name>Diário do Baú Encantado</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06823940129227332019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TOlr4Cr0_GI/AAAAAAAAB2E/Pd-m8q_AJ_E/s72-c/0020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3932023010687382128.post-9107451619983822891</id><published>2010-11-08T04:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T04:59:06.531-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Os Filhos da Madeira</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TNfsqWibmjI/AAAAAAAAB0s/rHaK2UJL-E4/s1600/0017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 313px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TNfsqWibmjI/AAAAAAAAB0s/rHaK2UJL-E4/s320/0017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537154479223970354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Era uma vez, na tribo Kamayurá do Alto Xingu, uma velha índia que gostava de reunir os curumins da aldeia pra contar-lhes histórias sobre o começo do mundo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TNftlPeNWwI/AAAAAAAAB00/c2tBAt7n7Rk/s1600/005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 243px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TNftlPeNWwI/AAAAAAAAB00/c2tBAt7n7Rk/s320/005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537155490939493122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Um dia, ela contou que há muitos e muitos anos atrás, quando só o nada existia, apareceu o primeiro índio. Ele se chamava Mavutsinin e possuía poderes mágicos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TNfuIZTGU_I/AAAAAAAAB08/S9gab9TQ1no/s1600/003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TNfuIZTGU_I/AAAAAAAAB08/S9gab9TQ1no/s320/003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537156094872671218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fez nascer no céu, o Sol e a Lua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TNfudWdX1tI/AAAAAAAAB1E/AMUSVwyKYTE/s1600/002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 273px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TNfudWdX1tI/AAAAAAAAB1E/AMUSVwyKYTE/s320/002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537156454887708370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Criou as borboletas, todos os outros bichos da terra...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TNfux2xWqAI/AAAAAAAAB1M/l1C9RS5Uq2w/s1600/001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 202px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TNfux2xWqAI/AAAAAAAAB1M/l1C9RS5Uq2w/s320/001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537156807158835202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e também muitos indiozinhos pra enfeitar a aldeia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TNfwQwYWHUI/AAAAAAAAB1U/f6yAp3cgVI4/s1600/0012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TNfwQwYWHUI/AAAAAAAAB1U/f6yAp3cgVI4/s320/0012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537158437530901826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mas, uma coisa deixava Mavutsinin muito triste, era a morte das pessoas.&lt;br /&gt;Ele reuniu sua tribo e disse que iria fazer uma magia para impedir as pessoas de morrer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TNfw9AmKOxI/AAAAAAAAB1c/Kg2Q6DzCJ3I/s1600/009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TNfw9AmKOxI/AAAAAAAAB1c/Kg2Q6DzCJ3I/s320/009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537159197798054674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pediu para cada curumim esculpir em madeira, o tóten de um indiozinho que já havia morrido, para que ele voltasse a viver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TNfxa-0rc4I/AAAAAAAAB1k/beLe1QGqKs8/s1600/0019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 174px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TNfxa-0rc4I/AAAAAAAAB1k/beLe1QGqKs8/s320/0019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537159712718156674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depois de tudo pronto, todos deveriam dançar e cantar, mas o grande líder dos índios alertou que os indiozinhos não poderiam olhar para os tótens, caso contrário, tudo daria errado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TNfyXyt0jYI/AAAAAAAAB1s/u7sxKL53jMg/s1600/0011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 186px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TNfyXyt0jYI/AAAAAAAAB1s/u7sxKL53jMg/s320/0011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537160757440187778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A tribo, muito contente, fez tudo como Mavutsinin orientou...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TNfzBxzvfXI/AAAAAAAAB10/qdMNmmZWTH0/s1600/008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 194px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TNfzBxzvfXI/AAAAAAAAB10/qdMNmmZWTH0/s320/008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537161478751092082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...mas, aconteceu que uma cunhatã esqueceu de colocar seu tóten junto com os outros e veio correndo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TNfzdFY5koI/AAAAAAAAB18/2Sz5iEvGXa0/s1600/006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 231px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TNfzdFY5koI/AAAAAAAAB18/2Sz5iEvGXa0/s320/006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537161947863683714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bem, se você quiser saber o salto que essa história vai dar, não deixe de consultar seu cacique aventureiro.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3932023010687382128-9107451619983822891?l=aventurasdobau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aventurasdobau.blogspot.com/feeds/9107451619983822891/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aventurasdobau.blogspot.com/2010/11/os-filhos-da-madeira.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3932023010687382128/posts/default/9107451619983822891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3932023010687382128/posts/default/9107451619983822891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aventurasdobau.blogspot.com/2010/11/os-filhos-da-madeira.html' title='Os Filhos da Madeira'/><author><name>Diário do Baú Encantado</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06823940129227332019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TNfsqWibmjI/AAAAAAAAB0s/rHaK2UJL-E4/s72-c/0017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3932023010687382128.post-7119340931944670624</id><published>2010-10-17T15:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T17:19:25.345-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"O Reino das Quatro Cores"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TLt_JY_sYFI/AAAAAAAABzY/XNjN8bJQ9fI/s1600/004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 227px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TLt_JY_sYFI/AAAAAAAABzY/XNjN8bJQ9fI/s320/004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529152766832566354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Era uma vez um Rei que vivia com seus onze filhos num belíssimo reino.&lt;br /&gt;Aconteceu que um dia, este Rei ficou doente e chamou seus onze filhos para conversar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TLuGJCUNfmI/AAAAAAAABzg/xtPBuHQL9LY/s1600/002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TLuGJCUNfmI/AAAAAAAABzg/xtPBuHQL9LY/s320/002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529160457326001762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ele não sabia como iria fazer para escolher o seu sucessor, nem como iria repartir seu reino em onze partes.&lt;br /&gt;O Rei ainda se reuniu com seus conselheiros, mas antes mesmo de tomar uma decisão, ele morreu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TLuJFa78ctI/AAAAAAAABz4/Ki-Xoa_uJmA/s1600/0014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TLuJFa78ctI/AAAAAAAABz4/Ki-Xoa_uJmA/s320/0014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529163693750514386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os príncipes então, se reuniram e o mais velho disse que o mais novo deveria assumir o trono. Já o mais novo disse que deveria ser o mais alto, que disse que deveria ser o mais magro e assim por diante.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TLuNpHe2o5I/AAAAAAAAB0A/2Fv1O5iul_Q/s1600/0015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 288px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TLuNpHe2o5I/AAAAAAAAB0A/2Fv1O5iul_Q/s320/0015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529168705050026898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Foi quando um dos príncipes sugeriu que todos fossem conhecer o país de norte a sul e descobrissem como dividir o reino.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TLuRKv0F59I/AAAAAAAAB0I/rHzVGmnp14s/s1600/006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 262px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TLuRKv0F59I/AAAAAAAAB0I/rHzVGmnp14s/s320/006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529172581347092434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eles subiram as montanhas do norte...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TLuRmlQIFII/AAAAAAAAB0Y/Rqp2TbkcTUI/s1600/009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TLuRmlQIFII/AAAAAAAAB0Y/Rqp2TbkcTUI/s320/009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529173059548222594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desceram pelas cachoeiras do Sul...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TLuSCxLzxCI/AAAAAAAAB0g/Qi-20-PzuwE/s1600/005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 262px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TLuSCxLzxCI/AAAAAAAAB0g/Qi-20-PzuwE/s320/005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529173543787676706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bem, se você quiser saber os próximos passos dessa incrível aventura, procure seu príncipe ou sua princesa predileta e se informe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3932023010687382128-7119340931944670624?l=aventurasdobau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aventurasdobau.blogspot.com/feeds/7119340931944670624/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aventurasdobau.blogspot.com/2010/10/o-reino-das-quatro-cores.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3932023010687382128/posts/default/7119340931944670624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3932023010687382128/posts/default/7119340931944670624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aventurasdobau.blogspot.com/2010/10/o-reino-das-quatro-cores.html' title='&quot;O Reino das Quatro Cores&quot;'/><author><name>Diário do Baú Encantado</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06823940129227332019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TLt_JY_sYFI/AAAAAAAABzY/XNjN8bJQ9fI/s72-c/004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3932023010687382128.post-2820779961106920767</id><published>2010-10-13T17:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T19:11:23.108-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"A Sacola de Couro" Parte 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TLZRv1P7_2I/AAAAAAAAByI/Pn8LIaRbJnU/s1600/a0012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 236px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TLZRv1P7_2I/AAAAAAAAByI/Pn8LIaRbJnU/s320/a0012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527695474833489762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;O criado ouviu os espíritos das histórias tramarem contra o príncipe. Ele ficou desesperado, pois sabia que se contasse às pessoas, ninguém acreditaria numa só palavra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TLZb5cS0U6I/AAAAAAAAByQ/ZMXdVBwPW4I/s1600/a007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 310px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TLZb5cS0U6I/AAAAAAAAByQ/ZMXdVBwPW4I/s320/a007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527706635049653154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Quando o Príncipe partiu para o Casamento, o criado o acompanhou e ficou atento a tudo ao seu redor. Ele não poderia deixar que nada de mal acontecesse ao soberano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TLZh5Kc6VeI/AAAAAAAAByo/X7Oq3RXTCLI/s1600/a005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 218px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TLZh5Kc6VeI/AAAAAAAAByo/X7Oq3RXTCLI/s320/a005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527713227329918434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Eles subiram e desceram morros...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TLZiOd4qmgI/AAAAAAAAByw/AMNRKf--mmo/s1600/a003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 251px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TLZiOd4qmgI/AAAAAAAAByw/AMNRKf--mmo/s320/a003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527713593323854338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;O criado se virava como podia para proteger o príncipe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TLZi5dQ0mUI/AAAAAAAABy4/_cipSTvum6o/s1600/a006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 249px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TLZi5dQ0mUI/AAAAAAAABy4/_cipSTvum6o/s320/a006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527714331891112258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando o príncipe foi beber água da fonte, o criado sabia que ela estava enfeitiçada.&lt;br /&gt;De propósito, ele derrubou a concha da mão dele.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TLZjtE_bklI/AAAAAAAABzA/zoJjUHGxpfI/s1600/a001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TLZjtE_bklI/AAAAAAAABzA/zoJjUHGxpfI/s320/a001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527715218728915538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando o soberano parou para comer alguns morangos, o criado, sabendo que estavam envenenados, trartou de tirá-los da boca do príncipe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TLZkQUmvYEI/AAAAAAAABzI/BR_ifT7fPlU/s1600/a0011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 279px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TLZkQUmvYEI/AAAAAAAABzI/BR_ifT7fPlU/s320/a0011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527715824215744578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por fim, no altar, o criado impediu que uma cobra venenosa picasse o príncipe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TLZmU0MJwZI/AAAAAAAABzQ/dCMD-JCmPv0/s1600/a0010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 270px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TLZmU0MJwZI/AAAAAAAABzQ/dCMD-JCmPv0/s320/a0010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527718100436894098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agora, se você quer saber se o príncipe resolveu contar os contos que ouvia para libertar os espíritos, isso é uma outra história, pergunte pro seu aventureiro preferido.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3932023010687382128-2820779961106920767?l=aventurasdobau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aventurasdobau.blogspot.com/feeds/2820779961106920767/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aventurasdobau.blogspot.com/2010/10/sacola-de-couro-parte-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3932023010687382128/posts/default/2820779961106920767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3932023010687382128/posts/default/2820779961106920767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aventurasdobau.blogspot.com/2010/10/sacola-de-couro-parte-2.html' title='&quot;A Sacola de Couro&quot; Parte 2'/><author><name>Diário do Baú Encantado</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06823940129227332019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TLZRv1P7_2I/AAAAAAAAByI/Pn8LIaRbJnU/s72-c/a0012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3932023010687382128.post-5999688568751174801</id><published>2010-10-03T16:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T07:12:31.361-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"A sacola de Couro" parte 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TKkS36jlacI/AAAAAAAABv4/UIf6E8f0rGc/s1600/0010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 253px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TKkS36jlacI/AAAAAAAABv4/UIf6E8f0rGc/s320/0010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523967169767238082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Era uma vez na Coréia do Sul, um lindo palácio onde morava um príncipe bastante rico.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TKkWv67vjuI/AAAAAAAABwA/_FtsbpkScaQ/s1600/0019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 271px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TKkWv67vjuI/AAAAAAAABwA/_FtsbpkScaQ/s320/0019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523971430476123874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todas as noites antes de dormir,  um criado vinha contar-lhe histórias.&lt;br /&gt;De manhã depois de brincar, seus amigos pediam para o príncipe contar as histórias que ouvia, mas ele se recusava.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TKnT4RcdALI/AAAAAAAABwI/ujwDOUYMGuI/s1600/006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 189px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TKnT4RcdALI/AAAAAAAABwI/ujwDOUYMGuI/s320/006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524179381655503026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Era preciso que o príncipe recontasse tudo que  ouvia para que os espírito das histórias fossem libertados, caso contrário, ficariam presos dentro de uma sacola atrás da porta.&lt;br /&gt;Mas o príncipe não fazia corpo mole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TKnV0QbHukI/AAAAAAAABwQ/eAsevaQaCAo/s1600/005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TKnV0QbHukI/AAAAAAAABwQ/eAsevaQaCAo/s320/005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524181511685257794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;O príncipe foi crescendo, ouvindo histórias e ainda se recusando a contá-las. Os espíritos já não aguentavam mais ficarem amontoados dentro da sacola atrás da porta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TKnZOpVqi3I/AAAAAAAABwo/wtTGV-GpogE/s1600/004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 274px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TKnZOpVqi3I/AAAAAAAABwo/wtTGV-GpogE/s320/004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524185263584742258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Um dia, seu pai lhe disse que se preparasse, pois seu casamento estava se aproximando.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TKnbiXUWoaI/AAAAAAAABww/kGtegSH0_sM/s1600/008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 223px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TKnbiXUWoaI/AAAAAAAABww/kGtegSH0_sM/s320/008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524187801368043938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Foram dias de dedicação, buscando o equilíbrio...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TKnc1x99joI/AAAAAAAABw4/hOehC_m-wTo/s1600/0012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TKnc1x99joI/AAAAAAAABw4/hOehC_m-wTo/s320/0012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524189234451025538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;fortalecimento...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TKndWERKDwI/AAAAAAAABxI/u0dqLxY6sEA/s1600/0011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 302px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TKndWERKDwI/AAAAAAAABxI/u0dqLxY6sEA/s320/0011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524189789119188738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;garra...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TKnd0z20PYI/AAAAAAAABxQ/pHIxFYifMnU/s1600/002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 274px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TKnd0z20PYI/AAAAAAAABxQ/pHIxFYifMnU/s320/002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524190317289684354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Quando estava próximo do casamento, seu criado foi até o quarto do príncipe e escutou barulhos estranhos. Eram vozes esquisitas que tramavam alguma coisa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TKnfdCt9lKI/AAAAAAAABxY/3UfnGZDlSzE/s1600/009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 247px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TKnfdCt9lKI/AAAAAAAABxY/3UfnGZDlSzE/s320/009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524192107985474722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bem, se você deseja saber o rumo desta incrível aventura, não deixe de consultar o príncipe ou a princesa da sua casa.&lt;br /&gt;até!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;outras imagens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TKnghXi-6AI/AAAAAAAAByA/hTZWAPPx5-c/s1600/0018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 290px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TKnghXi-6AI/AAAAAAAAByA/hTZWAPPx5-c/s320/0018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524193281807673346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TKngghyMIhI/AAAAAAAABx4/byxSV3G0Ltc/s1600/0017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 260px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TKngghyMIhI/AAAAAAAABx4/byxSV3G0Ltc/s320/0017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524193267375940114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TKnggOjEVoI/AAAAAAAABxw/AZsfJcNTMIY/s1600/0015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TKnggOjEVoI/AAAAAAAABxw/AZsfJcNTMIY/s320/0015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524193262212241026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TKngf5_s23I/AAAAAAAABxo/fu5XmWfGo4w/s1600/007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; 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parte 1'/><author><name>Diário do Baú Encantado</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06823940129227332019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TKkS36jlacI/AAAAAAAABv4/UIf6E8f0rGc/s72-c/0010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3932023010687382128.post-3440495960342691211</id><published>2010-09-26T13:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T15:23:56.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"A semente milagrosa"  parte 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TJ-tlowKHyI/AAAAAAAABuo/aG7I-G8X0FM/s1600/0033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 274px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TJ-tlowKHyI/AAAAAAAABuo/aG7I-G8X0FM/s320/0033.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521322530285690658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;O Imperador quando soube de tal segredo, chamou Jeremias para uma conversa. O pobre homem confirmou que possuía uma semente, que se fosse plantada naquele dia, no dia seguinte seria uma árvore. O Imperador ficou bastante interessado em ver tal experiência, mas advertiu, que se fosse um truque, o castigo poderia ser muito pior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TJ-2CJ8uLhI/AAAAAAAABuw/zBugQrj1Jak/s1600/0032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 235px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TJ-2CJ8uLhI/AAAAAAAABuw/zBugQrj1Jak/s320/0032.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521331816326114834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jeremias apenas alertou que para a magia se concretizasse, só uma pessoa que nunca tenha cometido nenhum roubo poderia palntar a tal semente.&lt;br /&gt;O guarda real plantou. No dia seguinte, o Imperador e sua corte foram até o jardim e não viram nada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TJ-3SBCNbUI/AAAAAAAABu4/Te5Cej6S9fU/s1600/0031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 241px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TJ-3SBCNbUI/AAAAAAAABu4/Te5Cej6S9fU/s320/0031.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521333188322749762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Irritado, o Imperador ordenou que levassem Jeremias para a sala das armadilhas. Um lugar bastante perigoso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TJ_BSlJiM9I/AAAAAAAABvA/PKjXHbggfk4/s1600/0027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 211px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TJ_BSlJiM9I/AAAAAAAABvA/PKjXHbggfk4/s320/0027.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521344193133425618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeremias teve que escapar de muitas pedras que balançavam pra todos os lados...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TJ_CAxFT59I/AAAAAAAABvI/4Tv-j2vX9QU/s1600/0030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 255px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TJ_CAxFT59I/AAAAAAAABvI/4Tv-j2vX9QU/s320/0030.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521344986610919378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...de morcegos gigantes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TJ_CpH04c8I/AAAAAAAABvQ/SfgU8bAglC0/s1600/0028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 281px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TJ_CpH04c8I/AAAAAAAABvQ/SfgU8bAglC0/s320/0028.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521345679910794178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e por fim, pular por cima de armadilhas escondidas no solo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TJ_DEK-gHtI/AAAAAAAABvY/BQdQQ7F7fgo/s1600/0026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 302px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TJ_DEK-gHtI/AAAAAAAABvY/BQdQQ7F7fgo/s320/0026.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521346144612916946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Antes de anoitecer, o guarda real voltou e disse a Jeremias que o Imperador gostaria de vê-lo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TJ_EfnKO93I/AAAAAAAABvg/y1aytKp1SIw/s1600/0023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TJ_EfnKO93I/AAAAAAAABvg/y1aytKp1SIw/s320/0023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521347715546412914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na frente do soberano, Jeremias confirmou que a magia era verdadeira  e que só uma pessoa que nunca tenha roubado poderia plantar, talvez o guarda não fosse a pessoa ideal...&lt;br /&gt;O guarda então confessou que já havia pego um anel de Vossa Majestade, mas jurou devolver-lhe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TJ_FXTCT9_I/AAAAAAAABvo/QE1_vSI8hvs/s1600/0024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 287px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TJ_FXTCT9_I/AAAAAAAABvo/QE1_vSI8hvs/s320/0024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521348672217151474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Imperador então resolveu chamar o Conselheiro, mas este foi saindo de mansinho. Jeremias, mas que depressa interviu. - Por que V. Majestade não planta, afinal, só podemos confiar em nós mesmos?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TJ_GA_JCRlI/AAAAAAAABvw/e9hShiVhgSs/s1600/0022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 223px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TJ_GA_JCRlI/AAAAAAAABvw/e9hShiVhgSs/s320/0022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521349388431148626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Imperador se calou diante de sua corte.&lt;br /&gt;E agora, o que será que vai acontecer?&lt;br /&gt;Para saber mais esse  segredo é só perguntar pro seu aventureiro predileto.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3932023010687382128-3440495960342691211?l=aventurasdobau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aventurasdobau.blogspot.com/feeds/3440495960342691211/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aventurasdobau.blogspot.com/2010/09/semente-milagrosa-parte-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3932023010687382128/posts/default/3440495960342691211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3932023010687382128/posts/default/3440495960342691211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aventurasdobau.blogspot.com/2010/09/semente-milagrosa-parte-2.html' title='&quot;A semente milagrosa&quot;  parte 2'/><author><name>Diário do Baú Encantado</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06823940129227332019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TJ-tlowKHyI/AAAAAAAABuo/aG7I-G8X0FM/s72-c/0033.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3932023010687382128.post-2057898524026288971</id><published>2010-09-21T08:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T08:36:05.422-07:00</updated><title type='text'>" A semente milagrosa" parte 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TJjKQP6QSvI/AAAAAAAABto/4Z_Lb_lCsoA/s1600/001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 255px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TJjKQP6QSvI/AAAAAAAABto/4Z_Lb_lCsoA/s320/001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519383723840129778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Era uma vez um imperador, que morava num palácio muito suntuoso. Todas as pessoas desse lugar também gozavam de  muito conforto, vestiam as melhores roupas e  possuiam muitos bens. Perto dalí, no começo da estrada, havia uma aldeia onde moravam pessoas bem pobres. Suas casas eram bem desprovidas e faltava-lhes comida.&lt;br /&gt;As pessoas ricas faziam questão de mostrar ao povo pobre, como eles eram indesejáveis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TJjL-QoxvWI/AAAAAAAABtw/e2WguXvN-jw/s1600/002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 232px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TJjL-QoxvWI/AAAAAAAABtw/e2WguXvN-jw/s320/002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519385613820869986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeremias, vivia na aldeia dos pobres e tinha que carregar água todos os dias para ganhar algum trocado, era assim que ele sustentava seus filhos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TJjNjGCFXiI/AAAAAAAABt4/v6XMgEBdowA/s1600/005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 234px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TJjNjGCFXiI/AAAAAAAABt4/v6XMgEBdowA/s320/005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519387346141011490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E ele tinha que se virar para dar conta de tanto serviço.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TJjN20tC4UI/AAAAAAAABuA/auXl7dQBTsI/s1600/004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 254px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TJjN20tC4UI/AAAAAAAABuA/auXl7dQBTsI/s320/004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519387685086748994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todos passavam o dia puxando água do poço, e se o balde desamarrasse da corda, era Jeremias que pulava para atar novamente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TJjOUoEV1rI/AAAAAAAABuI/fRXY0jZpHAU/s1600/0010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 196px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TJjOUoEV1rI/AAAAAAAABuI/fRXY0jZpHAU/s320/0010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519388197090875058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aconteceu uma vez, que depois de ficar o dia inteiro pendurado nos afazeres, ele ganhou muito pouco para levar comida para seus filhos. Passou numa padaria e quando todos se distraíram, ele pegou um pão e colocou em sua sacola.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TJjO9DTo5QI/AAAAAAAABuQ/gH71OGZS8fM/s1600/008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 292px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TJjO9DTo5QI/AAAAAAAABuQ/gH71OGZS8fM/s320/008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519388891597563138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Uma senhora que estava lá viu tudo e chamou o guarda. Jeremias foi abordado e reconhecendo seu erro, foi preso no mesmo momento. O imperador fazia questão de punir severamente quando o povo da aldeia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TJjP3VTDXuI/AAAAAAAABuY/LgbriWw1id8/s1600/007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TJjP3VTDXuI/AAAAAAAABuY/LgbriWw1id8/s320/007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519389892859354850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Na cadeia, quando o guarda lhe perguntou se ele tinha algo a dizer, Jeremias disse lamentar levar para o túmulo, um grande segredo guardado por ele há muitos anos. Um segredo mágico...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TJjQgAvGSiI/AAAAAAAABug/Yvu3ja-g4QQ/s1600/006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 228px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TJjQgAvGSiI/AAAAAAAABug/Yvu3ja-g4QQ/s320/006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519390591714478626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bem, se você está curioso pra saber que mistério é esse, não perca tempo e pergunte pro seu aventureiro preferido, a não ser que ele queira guardar segredo...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3932023010687382128-2057898524026288971?l=aventurasdobau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aventurasdobau.blogspot.com/feeds/2057898524026288971/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aventurasdobau.blogspot.com/2010/09/semente-milagrosa-parte-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3932023010687382128/posts/default/2057898524026288971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3932023010687382128/posts/default/2057898524026288971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aventurasdobau.blogspot.com/2010/09/semente-milagrosa-parte-1.html' title='&quot; A semente milagrosa&quot; parte 1'/><author><name>Diário do Baú Encantado</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06823940129227332019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TJjKQP6QSvI/AAAAAAAABto/4Z_Lb_lCsoA/s72-c/001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3932023010687382128.post-5963129024012716537</id><published>2010-09-10T07:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T08:37:56.778-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"O Rei sem ofício" parte 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TIo_zWhcadI/AAAAAAAABgU/_nVbJQXlJBg/s1600/0013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 245px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TIo_zWhcadI/AAAAAAAABgU/_nVbJQXlJBg/s320/0013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515290845120326098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;O fazendeiro gostou muito de ver como Samael, o Rei, aprendeu suas tarefas, tornando-se rapidamente um bom pastor.&lt;br /&gt;Eles viveram dias felizes na fazenda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TIpAqAJmkII/AAAAAAAABgc/GY6lE9vJs7M/s1600/0007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 308px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TIpAqAJmkII/AAAAAAAABgc/GY6lE9vJs7M/s320/0007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515291784007553154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um dia, o Sultão daquela Ilha convida seus amigos&lt;br /&gt;a passearem além dos bosques.&lt;br /&gt;Todos toparam e montaram em seus cavalos.&lt;br /&gt;Depois de muito galoparem, eles pararam pra descansar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TIpEJPVa30I/AAAAAAAABgk/dGgtHyHaY6o/s1600/008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TIpEJPVa30I/AAAAAAAABgk/dGgtHyHaY6o/s320/008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515295619194478402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foi neste momento, que o Sultão viu pela primeira vez a filha do Rei Pastor. Não é preciso dizer que ele logo se apaixonou. Os dois conversaram e ele percebeu que a jovem donzela era muito inteligente.&lt;br /&gt;O Sultão então, foi procurar o pai da linda moça para pedir-lhe em casamento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TIpG-pr4K6I/AAAAAAAABgs/L3Z-pn_6z-w/s1600/001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 227px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TIpG-pr4K6I/AAAAAAAABgs/L3Z-pn_6z-w/s320/001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515298735824317346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Rei Pastor foi ao encontro do Sultão e ainda escondendo sua identidade, ouviu atentamente o pedido do nobre homem.&lt;br /&gt;Mas, para espanto de todos, o Rei Pastor perguntou ao Sultão, se ele sabia fazer alguma coisa, se ele tinha um ofício. Ao ouvir que não, o Rei Pastor então, disse-lhe que procurasse aprender algum ofício e que só depois voltasse para casar com sua filha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TIpKwEOOjaI/AAAAAAAABg0/w5RMzLNBuqQ/s1600/0012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 221px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TIpKwEOOjaI/AAAAAAAABg0/w5RMzLNBuqQ/s320/0012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515302883296185762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Sultão, a princípio, achou aquilo um insulto, mas, como estava muito apaixonado, resolveu procurar os melhores tapeceiros da cidade para aprender o ofício.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TIpLVMtijXI/AAAAAAAABg8/jLYczi85Gxg/s1600/0008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 285px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TIpLVMtijXI/AAAAAAAABg8/jLYczi85Gxg/s320/0008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515303521230163314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aprendeu a costurar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TIpLjQ8HI7I/AAAAAAAABhE/DT1LrqL4Rhg/s1600/003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 258px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TIpLjQ8HI7I/AAAAAAAABhE/DT1LrqL4Rhg/s320/003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515303762883191730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aprendeu a bordar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TIpL5uDp1eI/AAAAAAAABhM/UWubqB7TPHo/s1600/0005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 234px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TIpL5uDp1eI/AAAAAAAABhM/UWubqB7TPHo/s320/0005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515304148656575970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;a testar a linha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TIpNSTAU9TI/AAAAAAAABhU/eZS0ov4NdqI/s1600/009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 228px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TIpNSTAU9TI/AAAAAAAABhU/eZS0ov4NdqI/s320/009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515305670403224882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e costurar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TIpOIRk__mI/AAAAAAAABhc/ahiyEb4I710/s1600/0003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TIpOIRk__mI/AAAAAAAABhc/ahiyEb4I710/s320/0003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515306597733105250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Durante dias, o Sultão aprendeu tudo que podia sobre a arte doa tapetes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TIpOv0cgvEI/AAAAAAAABhk/4aAY39NLuEE/s1600/0002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 301px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TIpOv0cgvEI/AAAAAAAABhk/4aAY39NLuEE/s320/0002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515307277107641410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um belo dia, o Sultão procurou o Rei Pastor e entregou-lhe um tapete muito bem confeccionado, de cores vibrantes e firmes.&lt;br /&gt;O Rei Pastor ficou muito feliz com o desempenho do Sultão, mas disse que quem decidiria mesmo se eles casariam ou não era sua filha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TIpQK2Q26SI/AAAAAAAABhs/XUw0SVWf1oU/s1600/0015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 272px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TIpQK2Q26SI/AAAAAAAABhs/XUw0SVWf1oU/s320/0015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515308840963729698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bem, se você está curioso pra saber se a princesa disse sim, não fique aí parado, vá perguntar ao aventureiro da sua corte, ele certamente terá muitas coisas a dizer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3932023010687382128-5963129024012716537?l=aventurasdobau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aventurasdobau.blogspot.com/feeds/5963129024012716537/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aventurasdobau.blogspot.com/2010/09/o-fazendeiro-gostou-muito-de-ver-como.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3932023010687382128/posts/default/5963129024012716537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3932023010687382128/posts/default/5963129024012716537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aventurasdobau.blogspot.com/2010/09/o-fazendeiro-gostou-muito-de-ver-como.html' title='&quot;O Rei sem ofício&quot; parte 2'/><author><name>Diário do Baú Encantado</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06823940129227332019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TIo_zWhcadI/AAAAAAAABgU/_nVbJQXlJBg/s72-c/0013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3932023010687382128.post-5978343330439003837</id><published>2010-09-04T06:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T08:41:27.919-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"O Rei sem ofício" parte 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TIJRSBwT_YI/AAAAAAAABdk/-cVmI1_NHlQ/s1600/0020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TIJRSBwT_YI/AAAAAAAABdk/-cVmI1_NHlQ/s320/0020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513058264005475714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Era uma vez um Rei muito rico chamado Samael.&lt;br /&gt;Seu castelo era o mais belo do mundo e lá ele vivia com sua filha, a princesa.&lt;br /&gt;Qualquer que fosse seu desejo, havia sempre uma pessoa pronta a realizá-lo.&lt;br /&gt;Um sábio, conselheiro do Rei, sempre dizia a vossa majestade que ela deveria se dedicar mais em aprender algumas coisas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TIJVFAJnSZI/AAAAAAAABds/7A1bkq5WATM/s1600/008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 276px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TIJVFAJnSZI/AAAAAAAABds/7A1bkq5WATM/s320/008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513062438282938770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um dia o Rei mandou anunciar que viajaria à terras bem distantes em companhia de sua filha e que precisaria de marujos bem corajosos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TIJV7Su17fI/AAAAAAAABd0/tT1IVCg6gWo/s1600/0011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 210px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TIJV7Su17fI/AAAAAAAABd0/tT1IVCg6gWo/s320/0011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513063370983861746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pode-se dizer que um grande número de marinheiros se prontificou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TIJa2YlJNgI/AAAAAAAABec/Po0bQ5mpiGk/s1600/0025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 252px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TIJa2YlJNgI/AAAAAAAABec/Po0bQ5mpiGk/s320/0025.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513068784212588034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eles partiram, mas no meio do caminho foram surpreendidos por uma terrível tempestade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TIJXvcCwhbI/AAAAAAAABeE/Hney9FceVhI/s1600/0012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 206px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TIJXvcCwhbI/AAAAAAAABeE/Hney9FceVhI/s320/0012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513065366348137906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ventos muito fortes fizeram o navio balançar e as velas não aguentaram.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TIJYcS-XaXI/AAAAAAAABeM/Hoi9HWHPfYE/s1600/0022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TIJYcS-XaXI/AAAAAAAABeM/Hoi9HWHPfYE/s320/0022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513066137007909234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;- Homens ao Mar!! - dizia o capitão.&lt;br /&gt;O desespero foi total.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TIJZhSZmceI/AAAAAAAABeU/ltVKuU3yUQc/s1600/005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 274px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TIJZhSZmceI/AAAAAAAABeU/ltVKuU3yUQc/s320/005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513067322264678882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo debaixo d'água, todos os tripulantes conseguiram se agarrar a pedaços de madeiras&lt;br /&gt;e sobreviver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TIJfmUV02cI/AAAAAAAABes/YC6vOopv3WI/s1600/002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TIJfmUV02cI/AAAAAAAABes/YC6vOopv3WI/s320/002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513074005754829250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Rei e sua filha foram parar numa praia, onde foram acolhidos por pescadores. Como estavam muito maltrapilhos, preferiram esconder a identidade real.&lt;br /&gt;Por alguns dias eles ficaram na aldeia, mas como não sabiam pescar, tiveram que procurar trabalho no interior da ilha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TIJhcgooslI/AAAAAAAABe8/qJbFWVZoD00/s1600/004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 235px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TIJhcgooslI/AAAAAAAABe8/qJbFWVZoD00/s320/004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513076036279513682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Depois de muito caminhar, eles encontraram uma fazendeira que estava precisando de pastores que cuidassem de suas ovelhas.&lt;br /&gt;- Vocês sabem pastorear?&lt;br /&gt;O Rei não hesitou em dizer que não e a fazendeira franziu a testa e silenciou.&lt;br /&gt;O que será que vai acontecer com o Rei e sua filha?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;outras imagens da aventura&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TIJnUiBzsFI/AAAAAAAABf8/55KA-VMNl3M/s1600/0014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 263px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TIJnUiBzsFI/AAAAAAAABf8/55KA-VMNl3M/s320/0014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513082496284340306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TIJnU-TE8xI/AAAAAAAABgE/S5EcNI21TwQ/s1600/0021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 271px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TIJnU-TE8xI/AAAAAAAABgE/S5EcNI21TwQ/s320/0021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513082503872967442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TIJnVNAMwmI/AAAAAAAABgM/fVkWIZMyHKc/s1600/0019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 252px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TIJnVNAMwmI/AAAAAAAABgM/fVkWIZMyHKc/s320/0019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513082507820319330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TIJlm1YIYTI/AAAAAAAABf0/psxD53CmjLA/s1600/0010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; 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parte 1'/><author><name>Diário do Baú Encantado</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06823940129227332019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TIJRSBwT_YI/AAAAAAAABdk/-cVmI1_NHlQ/s72-c/0020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3932023010687382128.post-5779278546873351794</id><published>2010-08-30T15:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T06:50:44.479-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"o presente dos anõeszinhos" parte 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/THwuRmlJBfI/AAAAAAAABaw/M3NL6mSql-A/s1600/0029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 194px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/THwuRmlJBfI/AAAAAAAABaw/M3NL6mSql-A/s320/0029.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511330923943626226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Os dois andarilhos caminharam bastante e dormiram numa estalagem à beira da estrada. Quando acordaram, uma grande surpresa, o cabelo tinha crescido novamente e  o ourives já não era mais corcunda.&lt;br /&gt;Pra completar, o carvão que estava dentro do saco havia se transformado em ouro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/THwyqScQH2I/AAAAAAAABbA/gpbsWy6nFGk/s1600/005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 306px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/THwyqScQH2I/AAAAAAAABbA/gpbsWy6nFGk/s320/005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511335746080874338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eles ficaram de pernas pro ar de tanta felicidade. O alfaiate disse que com aquele ouro poderia comprar máquinas novas, tecidos, reformar o atelier e produzir muitas peças.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/THwy-dfWraI/AAAAAAAABbI/MY91VlP5SmE/s1600/007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 246px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/THwy-dfWraI/AAAAAAAABbI/MY91VlP5SmE/s320/007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511336092644060578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Já o ourives, disse que aquilo era pouco e que voltaria na aldeia dos anõeszinhos com um saco bem maior e apanharia uma quantidade grande de carvão.&lt;br /&gt;Dizendo isso, partiu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/THw0eM7RCWI/AAAAAAAABbQ/xb-P-Xhw8ew/s1600/0017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/THw0eM7RCWI/AAAAAAAABbQ/xb-P-Xhw8ew/s320/0017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511337737465170274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Assim que o atelier ficou pronto, o alfaiate trabalhou muito, desenhando e pintando tecidos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/THw1DGXue0I/AAAAAAAABbY/G1dCLsLxxXc/s1600/0015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 264px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/THw1DGXue0I/AAAAAAAABbY/G1dCLsLxxXc/s320/0015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511338371360652098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confeccionando lindas peças...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/THw1UrcD2YI/AAAAAAAABbg/fhAZyvrHzGc/s1600/0013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 165px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/THw1UrcD2YI/AAAAAAAABbg/fhAZyvrHzGc/s320/0013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511338673368717698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;organizando desfiles...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/THw2MiKh4LI/AAAAAAAABbw/U8k9tXR523E/s1600/0021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 309px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/THw2MiKh4LI/AAAAAAAABbw/U8k9tXR523E/s320/0021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511339632951943346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;que encantaram até as princesas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/THw3gx_GUJI/AAAAAAAABb4/yKTMlM7WuzM/s1600/0016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 210px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/THw3gx_GUJI/AAAAAAAABb4/yKTMlM7WuzM/s320/0016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511341080307978386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O ourives esperou a próxima lua cheia e voltou na aldeia dos anõeszinhos. Tudo aconteceu como na primeira vez, ele dançou e cantou, o mago cortou seus cabelos e indicou-lhe o carvão. O ourives pegou tanto quanto pode, quase apagando a fogueira.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/THw4tU3KtII/AAAAAAAABcA/WiiXq1sHGqc/s1600/001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 232px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/THw4tU3KtII/AAAAAAAABcA/WiiXq1sHGqc/s320/001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511342395340010626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na manhã seguinte, as coisas não aconteceram da maneira como o Ourives pensou e as surpresas não foram tão boas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/THw6zz4DL9I/AAAAAAAABcI/RWv7TVRzg0c/s1600/0019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 227px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/THw6zz4DL9I/AAAAAAAABcI/RWv7TVRzg0c/s320/0019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511344705767682002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se você ficou curioso, não durma no ponto.&lt;br /&gt;Pergunte ao seu anãozinho preferido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;outras imagens da aventura.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/THw7vGo3pUI/AAAAAAAABcw/UIZACK8ctQc/s1600/0012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 205px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/THw7vGo3pUI/AAAAAAAABcw/UIZACK8ctQc/s320/0012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511345724416566594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/THw84RfbZ0I/AAAAAAAABdI/A-TyoIBQ6yM/s1600/0027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; 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parte 2'/><author><name>Diário do Baú Encantado</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06823940129227332019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/THwuRmlJBfI/AAAAAAAABaw/M3NL6mSql-A/s72-c/0029.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3932023010687382128.post-5493723484432964992</id><published>2010-08-24T06:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T07:03:43.541-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"O presente dos anõeszinhos"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/THPGDlge-cI/AAAAAAAABY4/Vmk3EKZaD8g/s1600/0017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/THPGDlge-cI/AAAAAAAABY4/Vmk3EKZaD8g/s320/0017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508964534114515394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Era uma vez uma aldeia que ficava próximo a uma montanha. Nela moravam muitos anõeszinhos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/THPG5294ZPI/AAAAAAAABZA/t4Cf7A-DngE/s1600/0011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/THPG5294ZPI/AAAAAAAABZA/t4Cf7A-DngE/s320/0011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508965466514154738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Era comum todos os fins de tarde encontrá-los ao redor das fogueiras se divertindo com seus amigos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/THPICdtriBI/AAAAAAAABZI/l9hGHkPIboQ/s1600/009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/THPICdtriBI/AAAAAAAABZI/l9hGHkPIboQ/s320/009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508966713865766930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando a noite chegava, um Mago cumprido e magrelo aparecia e todos dançavam e cantavam próximos do fogo.&lt;br /&gt;♫&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; o peão entrou na roda, o peão.. roda peão, bambeia peão...&lt;/span&gt; ♫&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/THPJFRC8ihI/AAAAAAAABZQ/CR0Qju9Gg7I/s1600/006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 212px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/THPJFRC8ihI/AAAAAAAABZQ/CR0Qju9Gg7I/s320/006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508967861516536338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Foi numa dessas noites, que dois andarilhos se aproximaram da aldeia. Um era alfaiate e o outro, corcunda, era ourives.&lt;br /&gt;Eles ouviram a cantoria dos anões e resolveram observar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/THPJyhIeVwI/AAAAAAAABZY/hW0uQazf2uk/s1600/0013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 283px; height: 227px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/THPJyhIeVwI/AAAAAAAABZY/hW0uQazf2uk/s320/0013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508968638928803586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;O Mago, percebeu através da bola dourada, que estavam sendo espionados e convidou os dois visitantes a se aproximarem do fogo.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Entrem na roda e dancem conosco!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/THPKzN0foEI/AAAAAAAABZg/08aGeEx9GCc/s1600/004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/THPKzN0foEI/AAAAAAAABZg/08aGeEx9GCc/s320/004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508969750436225090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os andarilhos ficaram assustados, mas aceitaram o convite. Meio sem jeito, eles começaram a dançar dentro da roda e foram gostando.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/THPMCZy-MlI/AAAAAAAABZo/kIl45uMO7yo/s1600/003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 284px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/THPMCZy-MlI/AAAAAAAABZo/kIl45uMO7yo/s320/003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508971110860730962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Foi então, que o Mago aproveitou um momento de distração dos andarilhos e como magia, fez cair os cabelos da cabeça dos dois.&lt;br /&gt;Eles ficaram assustados e o Mago disse-lhes que não temessem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/THPNIfADUUI/AAAAAAAABZw/7dMzuA3tPK4/s1600/002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; 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float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 215px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TGWCjxq3jMI/AAAAAAAABVA/WpqtfyzSRHE/s320/001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504949670670470338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Era uma vez um menino muito pobre chamado Igor. Ele costumava  fazer pequenos serviços na feira para ajudar os pais. Um dia, ele viu um cartaz fixado num poste, que anunciava a chegada de um circo na cidade: o Circo do Senhor Blau.&lt;br /&gt;Igor ficou muito contente, pois  sabia que nunca nenhum circo havia estado por alí antes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TGWLGOmg9UI/AAAAAAAABVI/tfTl920SLPE/s1600/0011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 230px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TGWLGOmg9UI/AAAAAAAABVI/tfTl920SLPE/s320/0011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504959058645415234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Igor esperou que o circo fosse montado e foi até a bilheteria. Como não tinha dinheiro para comprar o ingresso, ele se ofereceu para ajudar no que fosse preciso. Senhor Blau, o dono do circo, resolveu aceitar a proposta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TGWNJUbgbfI/AAAAAAAABVQ/3SwMklY4NHA/s1600/004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TGWNJUbgbfI/AAAAAAAABVQ/3SwMklY4NHA/s320/004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504961310772719090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O pequeno Igor teve que se virar para conseguir cumprir as tarefas passadas pelo Senhor Blau...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TGWNrALLwWI/AAAAAAAABVY/abhKz5oB3AU/s1600/005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 218px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TGWNrALLwWI/AAAAAAAABVY/abhKz5oB3AU/s320/005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504961889451098466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...testou a cama elástica onde o homem-bala cairia depois de ser arremessado pelo canhão...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TGWOR9mRSvI/AAAAAAAABVg/3yR6BWByhro/s1600/0010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 199px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TGWOR9mRSvI/AAAAAAAABVg/3yR6BWByhro/s320/0010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504962558774299378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... subiu no mastro para limpar a lona do circo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TGWSmd-NdrI/AAAAAAAABVo/y9i1SaocpfY/s1600/0012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 194px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TGWSmd-NdrI/AAAAAAAABVo/y9i1SaocpfY/s320/0012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504967309108541106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;... testou a firmeza do trapézio e a maciez do colchão onde o trapezista cairia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TGWT7l9gaQI/AAAAAAAABVw/MQfXF7t-8JM/s1600/008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 231px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TGWT7l9gaQI/AAAAAAAABVw/MQfXF7t-8JM/s320/008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504968771541952770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... por fim, experimentou o nariz do palhaço para garantir-lhe que não cairia durante a apresentação.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TGWUi-yF0EI/AAAAAAAABV4/xI37PS1pWeg/s1600/007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TGWUi-yF0EI/AAAAAAAABV4/xI37PS1pWeg/s320/007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504969448219856962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Depois de tudo concluído, Igor foi até o trailler do Senhor Blau e ganhou o tão esperado ingresso pro espetáculo. Mas, o melhor ainda estava por vir, o velho dono do circo reservou uma pequena surpresa ao menino... Bem, se você deseja saber, não fique aí plantando bananeira, é só perguntar ao seu aventureiro circense.&lt;br /&gt;até a próxima!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;abaixo mais imagens da aventura&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TGWiwNYqahI/AAAAAAAABWA/it3chlPM_Ps/s1600/003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 294px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TGWiwNYqahI/AAAAAAAABWA/it3chlPM_Ps/s320/003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504985068640823826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TGWiw4IzxQI/AAAAAAAABWQ/t6eY-qsIN-Y/s1600/0013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 218px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TGWiw4IzxQI/AAAAAAAABWQ/t6eY-qsIN-Y/s320/0013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504985080117052674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TGWiwcHBNeI/AAAAAAAABWI/J88y9rXCP98/s1600/002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TGWiwcHBNeI/AAAAAAAABWI/J88y9rXCP98/s320/002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504985072593352162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TGWixiT2bMI/AAAAAAAABWg/UCTAAQRr-D0/s1600/0015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 310px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TGWixiT2bMI/AAAAAAAABWg/UCTAAQRr-D0/s320/0015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504985091437653186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TGWlT2RmY4I/AAAAAAAABXQ/6IrS9_wCfVQ/s1600/0016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 304px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TGWlT2RmY4I/AAAAAAAABXQ/6IrS9_wCfVQ/s320/0016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504987879935730562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TGWixdDYJ1I/AAAAAAAABWY/pM0gpfXLpWY/s1600/0014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TGWixdDYJ1I/AAAAAAAABWY/pM0gpfXLpWY/s320/0014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504985090026383186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TGWlUxH54OI/AAAAAAAABXo/SYZARPUo8Nw/s1600/0020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 207px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TGWlUxH54OI/AAAAAAAABXo/SYZARPUo8Nw/s320/0020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504987895732756706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TGWlUj0_PLI/AAAAAAAABXg/krBIP73EM4Y/s1600/0018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 206px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TGWlUj0_PLI/AAAAAAAABXg/krBIP73EM4Y/s320/0018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504987892163755186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TGWlUVxN_cI/AAAAAAAABXY/MJC3YpOAg8Q/s1600/0017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 212px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TGWlUVxN_cI/AAAAAAAABXY/MJC3YpOAg8Q/s320/0017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504987888389848514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TGWlVN84LxI/AAAAAAAABXw/tXYKYWLP3nk/s1600/0021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 314px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TGWlVN84LxI/AAAAAAAABXw/tXYKYWLP3nk/s320/0021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504987903471136530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;se você gostou, deixe seu comentário.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3932023010687382128-6051301928075429085?l=aventurasdobau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aventurasdobau.blogspot.com/feeds/6051301928075429085/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aventurasdobau.blogspot.com/2010/08/o-circo-do-senhor-blau.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3932023010687382128/posts/default/6051301928075429085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3932023010687382128/posts/default/6051301928075429085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aventurasdobau.blogspot.com/2010/08/o-circo-do-senhor-blau.html' title='&quot;O Circo do Senhor Blau&quot;'/><author><name>Diário do Baú Encantado</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06823940129227332019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TGWCjxq3jMI/AAAAAAAABVA/WpqtfyzSRHE/s72-c/001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3932023010687382128.post-6253041925911694914</id><published>2010-06-14T11:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T13:22:40.615-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Os fogos misteriosos"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TBZ7DF_LrZI/AAAAAAAABSA/bvEA9yG3k8w/s1600/0021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 248px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TBZ7DF_LrZI/AAAAAAAABSA/bvEA9yG3k8w/s320/0021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482704889447165330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Era uma vez um homem chamado Gaudêncio, o maior fogueteiro da cidade onde  morava. Não havia uma pessoa que não o conhecesse. Seus fogos de artifícios eram bastante elogiados, ele possuía muitos amigos e apenas um inimigo, o Coronel Fábio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TBZ87lNrCgI/AAAAAAAABSQ/UvRhwXd5BVU/s1600/003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 246px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TBZ87lNrCgI/AAAAAAAABSQ/UvRhwXd5BVU/s320/003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482706959413742082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Coronel Fábio era o homem mais rico da região, donos de muitas fazendas e muitos gados. Era dele a melhor festa de São João que havia por aquelas bandas. O Coronel Fábio nunca convidou o Gaudêncio pra soltar seus fogos lá, porque achava que era ele quem tinha que pedir. Daí, começou a confusão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TBZ-cwFWfFI/AAAAAAAABSY/g0OxyEfDdJQ/s1600/001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 297px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TBZ-cwFWfFI/AAAAAAAABSY/g0OxyEfDdJQ/s320/001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482708628778941522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um dia, apareceu na porta de Gaudêncio, o Silveirinha, empregado do Coronel Fábio, e veio logo dizendo que tava alí a mando do Coronel convidando Gaudêncio para soltar seus fogos na próxima festa.&lt;br /&gt;Gaudêncio fez pouco caso, zombando de Silveirinha e resolveu pensar uns dias.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TBaA_Gnf2bI/AAAAAAAABSg/0mTOU6G-Ox4/s1600/0011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 209px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TBaA_Gnf2bI/AAAAAAAABSg/0mTOU6G-Ox4/s320/0011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482711417966549426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silveirinha foi e voltou uma dúzia de vezes e Gaudêncio continuava a dizer que  ainda não sabia.&lt;br /&gt;Na verdade, o fogueteiro já havia decidido que iria e preparava em seu laboratório os fogos nunca antes criados por ele.&lt;br /&gt;Um dia mandou avisar o coronel que o convite estava aceito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TBaBz2L1WPI/AAAAAAAABSo/k9stacZPvFI/s1600/009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 319px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TBaBz2L1WPI/AAAAAAAABSo/k9stacZPvFI/s320/009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482712324088617202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;No dia da festa, Gaudêncio encheu três carroças de fogos e partiu todo orgulhoso pra deixar tudo montado.&lt;br /&gt;Na fazenda do Coronel, tudo estava impecável, havia enfeite pra todo lado.&lt;br /&gt;O povo começou a chegar e rapidinho já estava todo mundo se divertindo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TBaDF9HX4PI/AAAAAAAABSw/igHJ1os3qq4/s1600/004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 202px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TBaDF9HX4PI/AAAAAAAABSw/igHJ1os3qq4/s320/004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482713734698230002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uns tentavam acertar no alvo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TBaGSo1SF0I/AAAAAAAABTg/od4D3DLG218/s1600/0010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 166px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TBaGSo1SF0I/AAAAAAAABTg/od4D3DLG218/s320/0010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482717251126826818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tinha gente pulando na corrida do saco&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TBaGn3zXxYI/AAAAAAAABTo/ZEW_8Dl1tkI/s1600/005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 224px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TBaGn3zXxYI/AAAAAAAABTo/ZEW_8Dl1tkI/s320/005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482717615922595202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e tinha gente pulando fogueira.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TBaIWtfexPI/AAAAAAAABT4/lHIIlFBJbps/s1600/0081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 273px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TBaIWtfexPI/AAAAAAAABT4/lHIIlFBJbps/s320/0081.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482719520120292594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando já era alta noite e a fogueira já ardia completamente, Gaudêncio começou seu espetáculo e emocionou a todos com seus fogos em formato de cascatas, estrelas, cataventos...&lt;br /&gt;Coronel Fábio, que sempre assistia de longe a queima de fogos, desta vez, observou entusiasmado e resolveu ir bem perto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TBaJUiPrZpI/AAAAAAAABUA/aJ7fxrr2DQ0/s1600/0013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 286px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TBaJUiPrZpI/AAAAAAAABUA/aJ7fxrr2DQ0/s320/0013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482720582253110930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foi quando descobriu que o autor dos fogos era Gaudênio,  se assustou e perguntou o que ele fazia alí.&lt;br /&gt;Gaudêncio ainda explicou que Silveirinha foi até sua casa lhe fazer o convite em nome do Coronel, mas logo percebeu que tudo não passou de uma brincadeira de mal gosto.&lt;br /&gt;O fogueteiro se sentiu humilhado e saiu dali jurando vingança.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TBaLhMLFU8I/AAAAAAAABUI/wjbfBAIqLlU/s1600/002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TBaLhMLFU8I/AAAAAAAABUI/wjbfBAIqLlU/s320/002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482722998689813442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gaudêncio se mudou para próximo da fazenda do Coronel Fábio e todas as noites soltava centenas de fogos de artifícios, atrapalhando o sono do Coronel. Este mandou oferecer dinheiro, fazendas, gados, mas Gaudêncio só pararia se o próprio Coronel lhe pedisse desculpas pessoalmente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TBaMTaCc2kI/AAAAAAAABUQ/4YkDwzSEATw/s1600/0017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 262px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TBaMTaCc2kI/AAAAAAAABUQ/4YkDwzSEATw/s320/0017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482723861405162050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bem, se você ficou curioso para saber o que vai acontecer no final da história, não fique dando voltas, pergunte logo ao seu aventureiro caipira que a festa foi pra lá de boa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mais imagens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TBaPIWjLwSI/AAAAAAAABU4/AmZj9so7oJg/s1600/0016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 318px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TBaPIWjLwSI/AAAAAAAABU4/AmZj9so7oJg/s320/0016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482726970025034018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TBaPHs1HluI/AAAAAAAABUw/JLkoHZPaMh8/s1600/0015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TBaPHs1HluI/AAAAAAAABUw/JLkoHZPaMh8/s320/0015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482726958825969378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TBaPHXt_1jI/AAAAAAAABUo/k09jeq46VI4/s1600/0014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 260px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TBaPHXt_1jI/AAAAAAAABUo/k09jeq46VI4/s320/0014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482726953158956594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/TBaPGz_qrmI/AAAAAAAABUg/bNzGIMpzeiU/s1600/0012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; 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float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 246px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S_CeQ7rC6cI/AAAAAAAABOY/tkIhlkdRgtI/s320/b04.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472047560988486082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grande Deus Ifá ficou muito bravo porque os príncipes esqueceram Obará e por causa disso ele fez desaperecer a enorme mesa de comidas deliciosas que existia lá.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S_Cj8AyJQwI/AAAAAAAABOg/Ivducsb0Mo0/s1600/a012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 294px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S_Cj8AyJQwI/AAAAAAAABOg/Ivducsb0Mo0/s320/a012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472053798652953346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mas, como sabia que os príncipes estavam famintos, o Orixá deu uma abóbora &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;para cada um deles e pediu que voltassem depois de dezesseis dias, com Obará.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S_CnpAtWQ2I/AAAAAAAABOo/a29WfdpZr_Y/s1600/a014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 149px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S_CnpAtWQ2I/AAAAAAAABOo/a29WfdpZr_Y/s320/a014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472057870261830498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Os quinze príncipes se agarraram em cometas e começaram a descida à terra...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S_CoNvlIVzI/AAAAAAAABOw/ZIdX1vfojlU/s1600/b07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 274px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S_CoNvlIVzI/AAAAAAAABOw/ZIdX1vfojlU/s320/b07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472058501319120690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cada um deles vinha do jeito que mais gostava...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S_CofwD7P0I/AAAAAAAABO4/4UcdipIz_pY/s1600/a05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 224px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S_CofwD7P0I/AAAAAAAABO4/4UcdipIz_pY/s320/a05.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472058810685931330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Em poucos minutos eles pousaram numa campina distante da aldeia. Estavam com fome e ainda tinham que andar bastante.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S_CptyNc9yI/AAAAAAAABPA/mmQxhSZyE84/s1600/a08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 216px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S_CptyNc9yI/AAAAAAAABPA/mmQxhSZyE84/s320/a08.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472060151292557090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Por sorte um dos príncipes avistou a casa de Obará.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- que tal fazermos uma visita e pedirmos comida?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todos toparam.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S_CrFN6fxyI/AAAAAAAABPQ/Y60m8by1H-Q/s1600/b03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 289px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S_CrFN6fxyI/AAAAAAAABPQ/Y60m8by1H-Q/s320/b03.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472061653377861410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Obará ficou surpreso e feliz,  e não mediu esforços em preparar uma refeição especial. Pediu a mulher que buscasse na venda, carne seca, inhame e batatas. Como não tinha dinheiro, mandou dizer ao mercador que pagaria depois.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S_CswpQ6mPI/AAAAAAAABPY/wrB_yTtUZY8/s1600/b02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 244px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S_CswpQ6mPI/AAAAAAAABPY/wrB_yTtUZY8/s320/b02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472063498965653746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A comida foi servida e todos se fartaram. Quando foram embora, os príncipes esqueceram as abóboras no quintal de Obará.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S_CuKLlvvSI/AAAAAAAABPo/zJ-v2K-Nxaw/s1600/a003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 220px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S_CuKLlvvSI/AAAAAAAABPo/zJ-v2K-Nxaw/s320/a003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472065037188185378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Passados dois dias, Obará se viu sem comida e procurou o mercador para pedir-lhe alimentos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Por favor, senhor mercador!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O dono da venda não quis conversa e pediu que Obará se retirasse e só voltasse para pagar suas dívidas.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S_CvDe4ybYI/AAAAAAAABPw/HTJ3W8QCodE/s1600/a01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 269px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S_CvDe4ybYI/AAAAAAAABPw/HTJ3W8QCodE/s320/a01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472066021620870530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Obará ficou triste, mas ao voltar para sua casa encontrou no fundo do quintal as quinze abóboras maduras. Não perdeu tempo e resolveu cortá-la para fazer um ensopado. Quando ele a cortou no meio uma coisa surpreendente aconteceu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                        &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S_CwbiHrlII/AAAAAAAABQA/8B0qSJeEsI0/s1600/a017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S_CwbiHrlII/AAAAAAAABQA/8B0qSJeEsI0/s320/a017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472067534317130882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bem, se você não quer ficar aí, de cabeça virada de tanta curiosidade é só procurar seu príncipe preferido que ele vai ter muita coisa pra contar.&lt;/span&gt;           &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;outras imagens da aventura.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S_C1pNOateI/AAAAAAAABRA/sMZvdHscIjM/s1600/a06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 269px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S_C1pNOateI/AAAAAAAABRA/sMZvdHscIjM/s320/a06.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472073266784548322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S_C1o9IbBYI/AAAAAAAABQ4/OZOHKk-_Wuw/s1600/b01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 202px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S_C1o9IbBYI/AAAAAAAABQ4/OZOHKk-_Wuw/s320/b01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472073262464435586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S_C1czC4E3I/AAAAAAAABQw/0ts_smDEUpI/s1600/a04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 202px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S_C1czC4E3I/AAAAAAAABQw/0ts_smDEUpI/s320/a04.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472073053598389106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S_EZJAaN7UI/AAAAAAAABRQ/gwVbOYEd6Ps/s1600/a016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 209px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S_EZJAaN7UI/AAAAAAAABRQ/gwVbOYEd6Ps/s320/a016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472182664751344962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S_EZIqpq8JI/AAAAAAAABRI/kIEXWeTQ5aQ/s1600/a015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 262px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S_EZIqpq8JI/AAAAAAAABRI/kIEXWeTQ5aQ/s320/a015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472182658910580882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S_EZlh60RxI/AAAAAAAABRo/SRumKZiy83Q/s1600/b06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 167px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S_EZlh60RxI/AAAAAAAABRo/SRumKZiy83Q/s320/b06.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472183154782783250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S_EZlQUPP3I/AAAAAAAABRg/SEEz9bS6FeE/s1600/b05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; 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 parte 2'/><author><name>Diário do Baú Encantado</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06823940129227332019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S_CeQ7rC6cI/AAAAAAAABOY/tkIhlkdRgtI/s72-c/b04.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3932023010687382128.post-2397236632084659872</id><published>2010-05-10T17:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T19:04:01.911-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Obará e as abóboras" parte 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S-inSTDfG9I/AAAAAAAABM4/JQPzcxG_jWI/s1600/0015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 172px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S-inSTDfG9I/AAAAAAAABM4/JQPzcxG_jWI/s320/0015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469805680235846610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Era uma vez, há muitos e muitos anos atrás, dezesseis príncipes que moravam na África. Juntos, eles tinham uma missão muito importante para cumprir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S-ipYym4_CI/AAAAAAAABNA/MNKzo332l6s/s1600/0016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 217px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S-ipYym4_CI/AAAAAAAABNA/MNKzo332l6s/s320/0016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469807990808312866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Os príncipes andavam por todos os cantos do continente, recolhendo histórias para depois recontá-las. Eles acreditavam que na vida, as coisas se repetiam e agindo desta forma, eles poderiam ajudar os povos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S-isWp7KAUI/AAAAAAAABNI/hZSSSw4cq8s/s1600/0014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 217px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S-isWp7KAUI/AAAAAAAABNI/hZSSSw4cq8s/s320/0014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469811252652540226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Naquele tempo, cada criança que nascia na África, era afilhada de um dos príncipes do destino. Cada odún, como eram chamados, tinha uma particularidade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S-ivYG2qOTI/AAAAAAAABNQ/4UrQMwNv4ZE/s1600/0010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 223px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S-ivYG2qOTI/AAAAAAAABNQ/4UrQMwNv4ZE/s320/0010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469814576133060914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oxé gostava de histórias de aventuras...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S-ivs4TeUdI/AAAAAAAABNY/1VPfaswDT-M/s1600/0011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 262px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S-ivs4TeUdI/AAAAAAAABNY/1VPfaswDT-M/s320/0011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469814933004636626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ocanrã recolhia histórias de estrelas e galáxias...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S-iwUE9AQ2I/AAAAAAAABNg/hQNAjhvTKXo/s1600/0017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S-iwUE9AQ2I/AAAAAAAABNg/hQNAjhvTKXo/s320/0017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469815606414951266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;enquanto Obará preferia histórias tristes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S-i0gDnle-I/AAAAAAAABNw/a3cOYjVkSy4/s1600/009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 261px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S-i0gDnle-I/AAAAAAAABNw/a3cOYjVkSy4/s320/009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469820210261621730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Todos os príncipes trabalhavam para Ifá, o Deus do Destino. Um dia, Ifá convidou a todos para um jantar. Ele morava no céu estrelado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S-i01B8qUhI/AAAAAAAABN4/EY4OZnuuea4/s1600/0012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 223px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S-i01B8qUhI/AAAAAAAABN4/EY4OZnuuea4/s320/0012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469820570590401042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Os príncipes não perderam tempo e voaram pela noite à fora. Eles já conheciam muito bem os banquetes que o Orixá oferecia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S-i103koRMI/AAAAAAAABOA/94-7BGD8a2M/s1600/007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S-i103koRMI/AAAAAAAABOA/94-7BGD8a2M/s320/007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469821667316876482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quando chegaram, os príncipes contaram todas as histórias que ouviram nos últimos anos. Histórias de amor, de aventuras, de estrelas... Ifá ficou feliz, mas sentiu falta de histórias tristes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Onde está Obará, o príncipe das histórias tristes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S-i3Py50dOI/AAAAAAAABOI/jiDZLRoRxzQ/s1600/008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 270px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S-i3Py50dOI/AAAAAAAABOI/jiDZLRoRxzQ/s320/008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469823229431674082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Os Odúns se olharam, mas não souberam explicar como haviam se esquecido de avisar Obará do jantar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S-i4RSS1XFI/AAAAAAAABOQ/DwsBWwC_9Lo/s1600/005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 204px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S-i4RSS1XFI/AAAAAAAABOQ/DwsBWwC_9Lo/s320/005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469824354549587026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;E agora, o que será que vai acontecer com os príncipes do destino?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Se você quer saber o que está escrito nas estrelas, pergunte ao seu astro aventureiro, ele vai ter muitas histórias pra te contar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3932023010687382128-2397236632084659872?l=aventurasdobau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aventurasdobau.blogspot.com/feeds/2397236632084659872/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aventurasdobau.blogspot.com/2010/05/era-uma-vez-ha-muitos-e-muitos-anos.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3932023010687382128/posts/default/2397236632084659872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3932023010687382128/posts/default/2397236632084659872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aventurasdobau.blogspot.com/2010/05/era-uma-vez-ha-muitos-e-muitos-anos.html' title='&quot;Obará e as abóboras&quot; parte 1'/><author><name>Diário do Baú Encantado</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06823940129227332019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S-inSTDfG9I/AAAAAAAABM4/JQPzcxG_jWI/s72-c/0015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3932023010687382128.post-1803213394185337529</id><published>2010-04-30T19:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T06:42:59.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Como os indios aprenderam a curar" Parte 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S9zp9gzGyVI/AAAAAAAABI4/inj4cPsbgts/s1600/canto+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 230px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S9zp9gzGyVI/AAAAAAAABI4/inj4cPsbgts/s320/canto+7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466501290706520402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Os índios continuaram a caçada, se embrenhando cada vez mais na floresta, enquanto o velho índio  ficava para trás.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S9zsg3dpv8I/AAAAAAAABJI/BCWpSuRttWQ/s1600/canto+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 207px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S9zsg3dpv8I/AAAAAAAABJI/BCWpSuRttWQ/s320/canto+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466504097109229506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;O índio doente ainda conseguiu, com muito esforço, chegar até a aldeia e pedir ajuda. Porém, quase todas as cabanas lhe negaram auxílio, dizendo que não tinham alimentos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S9ztGumnOAI/AAAAAAAABJQ/uEsKA8I1fcc/s1600/cartes+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 278px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S9ztGumnOAI/AAAAAAAABJQ/uEsKA8I1fcc/s320/cartes+6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466504747565922306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas, uma índia da cabana do urso o socorreu.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; o que posso fazer para ajudá-lo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O velho disse que ela poderia ajudar a curá-lo de seus males, e explicou o que teria que fazer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S9zvj5hZwwI/AAAAAAAABJY/L3JWMa9hoec/s1600/circ+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 247px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S9zvj5hZwwI/AAAAAAAABJY/L3JWMa9hoec/s320/circ+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466507447736320770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ele disse que ela teria que atravessar a floresta e subir a montanha mais alta. Lá estariam as ervas milagrosas que o curariam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S9zxSDVfIPI/AAAAAAAABJo/ZMM-0LkrnZM/s1600/canto+8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 296px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S9zxSDVfIPI/AAAAAAAABJo/ZMM-0LkrnZM/s320/canto+8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466509340156305650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A índia trouxe tudo que ele havia pedido e ele lhe ensinou como preparar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S9zx-pBQv4I/AAAAAAAABJw/Fg2WmVaW-9Q/s1600/cartes+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 220px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S9zx-pBQv4I/AAAAAAAABJw/Fg2WmVaW-9Q/s320/cartes+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466510106186268546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Era preciso amassar tudo com pilão e depois fazer chás e unguentos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S9zz0vfX7xI/AAAAAAAABJ4/QVfnvvmHsRk/s1600/cartes+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 199px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S9zz0vfX7xI/AAAAAAAABJ4/QVfnvvmHsRk/s320/cartes+5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466512135147745042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Depois de pronto os preparos, todos da cabana se reuniram em torno do velho índio. Eles entoaram cantos enquanto a índia urso se incumbia de curá-lo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S9z0rxiTwsI/AAAAAAAABKA/PCnnwsbHZtE/s1600/canto2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 260px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S9z0rxiTwsI/AAAAAAAABKA/PCnnwsbHZtE/s320/canto2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466513080589730498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Quando anoiteceu o velho índio já estava de pé. Ele agradeceu aos índios da cabana urso e disse-lhes que na verdade, ele era o espírito da cura, que viera ensinar àquela aldeia os benefícios das ervas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S9z11gRXqYI/AAAAAAAABKI/RtQ3E7gPZFo/s1600/canto+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S9z11gRXqYI/AAAAAAAABKI/RtQ3E7gPZFo/s320/canto+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466514347265599874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ee disse isso e saiu na escuridão. A índia correu em seguida para agradecê-lo, mas ao chegar na porta da cabana, ficou surpresa com o que viu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S9z2rji3lGI/AAAAAAAABKQ/t7VgCs8lbu8/s1600/circ+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 206px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S9z2rji3lGI/AAAAAAAABKQ/t7VgCs8lbu8/s320/circ+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466515275857237090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Se você não quiser ficar flutuando, sem saber do final dessa história, pergunte ao seu indiozinho. Ele aprendeu muitas coisas novas nessa semana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S918beHIOxI/AAAAAAAABKY/ZU-xigBNJR0/s1600/circ+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S918beHIOxI/AAAAAAAABKY/ZU-xigBNJR0/s320/circ+6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466662334078925586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nesta semana tivemos a visita especial da Thais, que acompanhou nossa atividade com muita emoção. Há dez anos atrás, como aluna, ela viveu com a mesma intensidade nossa aventura. Thais continua fazendo circo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;outras imagens da aventura:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S919bqg091I/AAAAAAAABKg/OXNlWb5HMQ0/s1600/canto+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 219px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S919bqg091I/AAAAAAAABKg/OXNlWb5HMQ0/s320/canto+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466663436919568210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S919cTS1AEI/AAAAAAAABK4/ptXoSqSJMqg/s1600/canto+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 193px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S919cTS1AEI/AAAAAAAABK4/ptXoSqSJMqg/s320/canto+6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466663447866703938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S919bz5KKwI/AAAAAAAABKw/ZTCDBNvZ1xU/s1600/canto+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; 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Parte 2'/><author><name>Diário do Baú Encantado</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06823940129227332019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S9zp9gzGyVI/AAAAAAAABI4/inj4cPsbgts/s72-c/canto+7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3932023010687382128.post-3536230131940740762</id><published>2010-04-23T14:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T03:41:33.642-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Como os índios aprenderam a curar" parte 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S9IlWZg1pRI/AAAAAAAABFw/Zww03bgPLNU/s1600/002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 312px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S9IlWZg1pRI/AAAAAAAABFw/Zww03bgPLNU/s320/002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463470364689802514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Há muitos e muitos anos atrás, havia uma tribo de índios norte americanos, que vivia próximo das florestas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S9Is7_bth3I/AAAAAAAABGo/zIUWHDD-GyU/s1600/009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 249px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S9Is7_bth3I/AAAAAAAABGo/zIUWHDD-GyU/s320/009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463478707105400690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;eles moravam em pequenas cabanas, umas coladas as outras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S9ItS0KPOAI/AAAAAAAABGw/fHAcHq0ei-8/s1600/006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 202px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S9ItS0KPOAI/AAAAAAAABGw/fHAcHq0ei-8/s320/006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463479099216312322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;os pequenos índios aprendiam a caçar desde cedo, para isso, cada um escolhia um animal da floresta que gostaria de ser. Esse animal era observado e seus poderes adquiridos. Só então eles poderiam se embrenhar pelas florestas, atrás de alimentos para a aldeia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imitavam macacos...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S9ItfHR_ZHI/AAAAAAAABG4/4kIuB7qCH0Q/s1600/004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 282px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S9ItfHR_ZHI/AAAAAAAABG4/4kIuB7qCH0Q/s320/004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463479310507533426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S9Itqq2A9sI/AAAAAAAABHA/_K7EJnKLSR0/s1600/013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 262px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S9Itqq2A9sI/AAAAAAAABHA/_K7EJnKLSR0/s320/013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463479509032433346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;              águias...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S9It16GRy3I/AAAAAAAABHI/BmsHUOqwOAk/s1600/001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S9It16GRy3I/AAAAAAAABHI/BmsHUOqwOAk/s320/001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463479702105738098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;garças...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S9IuNyNRjUI/AAAAAAAABHQ/v861CSLlMq8/s1600/017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 235px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S9IuNyNRjUI/AAAAAAAABHQ/v861CSLlMq8/s320/017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463480112304459074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;certo dia, todos os índios foram para a floresta iniciar mais uma caçada. Eles perseguiram uma imensa lebre branca, que velozmente saltava de um lado para o outro, fugindo desabalada.&lt;br /&gt;quando foi cercada e acuada, os índios juntos lançaram suas flechas. e correram pra ver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S9IwJJGpQLI/AAAAAAAABHY/-de5jonSphY/s1600/005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 272px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S9IwJJGpQLI/AAAAAAAABHY/-de5jonSphY/s320/005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463482231574577330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mas o que eles encontraram atrás da moita, foi um velho índio, que se aproximou pedindo ajuda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S9I2wa-9dHI/AAAAAAAABII/TY6yENhE7To/s1600/019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S9I2wa-9dHI/AAAAAAAABII/TY6yENhE7To/s320/019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463489503458849906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ele implorou socorro...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S9I3G4OXqXI/AAAAAAAABIQ/h5Hh2jiarew/s1600/007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 280px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S9I3G4OXqXI/AAAAAAAABIQ/h5Hh2jiarew/s320/007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463489889265232242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mas será que os indios vão ajudá-lo?&lt;br /&gt;Se você quiser saber quais as próximas surpresas dessa aventura, pergunte pro seu curumim, eles se divertiram bastante.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;outras imagens da aventura&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S9I5kZsKxGI/AAAAAAAABIo/qtBq5750gJk/s1600/012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; 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parte 1'/><author><name>Diário do Baú Encantado</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06823940129227332019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S9IlWZg1pRI/AAAAAAAABFw/Zww03bgPLNU/s72-c/002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3932023010687382128.post-6749066733276591140</id><published>2010-04-16T18:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T19:40:36.145-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Os novos trajes do Imperador" parte 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S8kKZLL2sbI/AAAAAAAABDw/qgkPw07joHY/s1600/a01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 237px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S8kKZLL2sbI/AAAAAAAABDw/qgkPw07joHY/s320/a01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460907450778956210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;O Imperador ficou muito curioso e mandou que os dois  alfaiates fizessem uma belíssima roupa para o grande desfile. Ele nem desconfiava que tudo não passava de uma tremenda armação.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S8kNzTDnWfI/AAAAAAAABD4/N7PkLmyRph0/s1600/a07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 258px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S8kNzTDnWfI/AAAAAAAABD4/N7PkLmyRph0/s320/a07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460911198103362034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Bastante empolgado, ele atirou pela janela do palácio, todas as suas roupas antigas. A população da cidade, que já estava acostumada com as maluquices do monarca, correu para juntar as lindas peças.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S8kP7VMzI7I/AAAAAAAABEA/bhp_636MH2w/s1600/a08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 196px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S8kP7VMzI7I/AAAAAAAABEA/bhp_636MH2w/s320/a08.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460913535140963250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dois dias se passaram e o Imperador enviou seu Conselheiro Real para ver como estava ficando seu novo traje. O Conselheiro foi e não conseguii ver nada. Temendo perder seu emprego, ele contou ao Imperador que a roupa era realmente magnífica. O mesmo aconteceu com o Tesoureiro Real. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S8kSwSj6nNI/AAAAAAAABEQ/6g6XqVJLuDQ/s1600/a04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S8kSwSj6nNI/AAAAAAAABEQ/6g6XqVJLuDQ/s320/a04.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460916643988937938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Às vesperas do desfile, o Imperador resolveu ele mesmo constatar o que tanto diziam sobre a nova roupa. Mas, para seu espanto, não enxergou nada. Ele ficou muito preocupado com sua reputação caso descobrissem que ele não era tão inteligente como pensava ser. Por fim, elogiou os dois falsos alfaiates e se mostrou feliz com o traje.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S8kU8_adqMI/AAAAAAAABEg/bFhIxLnigkg/s1600/novos+trajes+2+054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S8kU8_adqMI/AAAAAAAABEg/bFhIxLnigkg/s320/novos+trajes+2+054.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460919061210572994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;No dia do grande desfile, a população preparou a praça central para a passagem do Imperador.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S8kVcEkHmJI/AAAAAAAABEo/c4T8BmszCBQ/s1600/a10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S8kVcEkHmJI/AAAAAAAABEo/c4T8BmszCBQ/s320/a10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460919595169192082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Na hora marcada, o Imperador desfilou para seus súditos. Os adultos da cidade, não enxergaram nada, mas acharam melhor elogiar o monarca.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Que lindo traje Imperador!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S8kWgnH0pyI/AAAAAAAABEw/HZmmayV0DhE/s1600/a14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 258px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S8kWgnH0pyI/AAAAAAAABEw/HZmmayV0DhE/s320/a14.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460920772676855586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Porém, quando chegou perto das crianças, elas não conseguiram esconder o que estavam vendo e se manifestaram:&lt;br /&gt;- O Imperador está pelado!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S8kaRi4ndJI/AAAAAAAABE4/fu3ZeDQrVVs/s1600/a13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; 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parte 2'/><author><name>Diário do Baú Encantado</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06823940129227332019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S8kKZLL2sbI/AAAAAAAABDw/qgkPw07joHY/s72-c/a01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3932023010687382128.post-7829539075750673361</id><published>2010-04-09T08:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T14:32:39.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Diário do Baú - "Os novos trajes do Imperador" parte 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S7-SkEbhmDI/AAAAAAAABCA/3loMVyBotuQ/s1600/002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S7-SkEbhmDI/AAAAAAAABCA/3loMVyBotuQ/s320/002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458242421758466098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Era uma vez, um Imperador muito vaidoso e rico, que pouco se importava com seus súditos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S7-TgpqvsaI/AAAAAAAABCI/EyStLhsuU8k/s1600/009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S7-TgpqvsaI/AAAAAAAABCI/EyStLhsuU8k/s320/009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458243462546567586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O que mais interessava a esse Nobre eram suas roupas, por isso, ao invés de ministros, ele vivia sempre cercado de muitos costureiros.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S7-VZCLU4AI/AAAAAAAABCQ/NXPUMwJuaBA/s1600/013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 234px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S7-VZCLU4AI/AAAAAAAABCQ/NXPUMwJuaBA/s320/013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458245530709975042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que trabalhavam sem parar para dar conta do inúmeros pedidos de Vossa Majestade:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S7-WHSxXsPI/AAAAAAAABCY/GKp8zWrtYao/s1600/007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 205px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S7-WHSxXsPI/AAAAAAAABCY/GKp8zWrtYao/s320/007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458246325438492914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;testando tecidos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S7-WVwZro2I/AAAAAAAABCg/CR98T8D8qYU/s1600/006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 290px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S7-WVwZro2I/AAAAAAAABCg/CR98T8D8qYU/s320/006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458246573910369122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...tecendo fios especiais...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S7-XAxukqtI/AAAAAAAABCo/9c9PmIdZl4g/s1600/015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 230px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S7-XAxukqtI/AAAAAAAABCo/9c9PmIdZl4g/s320/015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458247313000803026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;para a confecção de camisas maravilhosas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S7-XPX9JFXI/AAAAAAAABCw/_WAGSPg4go0/s1600/012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 224px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S7-XPX9JFXI/AAAAAAAABCw/_WAGSPg4go0/s320/012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458247563780625778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e calças magníficas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S7-XqfW8pSI/AAAAAAAABDA/4a3OdHSPue4/s1600/010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 254px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S7-XqfW8pSI/AAAAAAAABDA/4a3OdHSPue4/s320/010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458248029624378658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando todos perguntavam:&lt;br /&gt;Onde está o Imperador, na sala de reuniões com seus conselheiros?&lt;br /&gt;Não, ele está na sala de desfiles, escolhendo o que usaria na manhã seguinte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S7-YeKZpWeI/AAAAAAAABDI/TagX_cRrHO0/s1600/001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 282px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S7-YeKZpWeI/AAAAAAAABDI/TagX_cRrHO0/s320/001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458248917351750114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todos os dias eram assim. Ele nunca repetia uma veste sequer, e quando acabava de usar, jogava pela janela.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S7-ZJjMyeHI/AAAAAAAABDQ/_TDzobFb5Ow/s1600/004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 277px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S7-ZJjMyeHI/AAAAAAAABDQ/_TDzobFb5Ow/s320/004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458249662743083122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A população do Império não gostava nenhum pouco das atitudes do Monarca, que por pensar só em si, esquecia de construir escolas e hospitais.&lt;br /&gt;A fama do Imperador voou longe e um dia aconteceu uma coisa que deixou Vossa Majestade muito intrigado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S7-aAodetyI/AAAAAAAABDg/fUEZ67Q18YA/s1600/003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S7-aAodetyI/AAAAAAAABDg/fUEZ67Q18YA/s320/003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458250609048074018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chegou até suas mãos uma carta de dois alfaiates, dizendo terem descobertos um tecido muito especial, o qual somente os mais inteligentes poderiam enxergar.&lt;br /&gt;- Ah então posso descobrir quem dos meus ministros é burro?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S7-av-ySuFI/AAAAAAAABDo/nMcTSO00_MY/s1600/016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 243px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S7-av-ySuFI/AAAAAAAABDo/nMcTSO00_MY/s320/016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458251422494799954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E agora, se você deseja saber o rumo dessa história, pergunte ao seu costureiro real, ele ajudou a tecer o fio dessa trama maravilhosa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se você tem lido e gostado de nosso Diário do Baú&lt;br /&gt;não deixe de comentar.&lt;br /&gt;um abraçoe até a próxima!&lt;br /&gt;Allez Hoop!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3932023010687382128-7829539075750673361?l=aventurasdobau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aventurasdobau.blogspot.com/feeds/7829539075750673361/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aventurasdobau.blogspot.com/2010/04/diario-do-bau-os-novos-trajes-do.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3932023010687382128/posts/default/7829539075750673361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3932023010687382128/posts/default/7829539075750673361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aventurasdobau.blogspot.com/2010/04/diario-do-bau-os-novos-trajes-do.html' title='Diário do Baú - &quot;Os novos trajes do Imperador&quot; parte 1'/><author><name>Diário do Baú Encantado</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06823940129227332019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S7-SkEbhmDI/AAAAAAAABCA/3loMVyBotuQ/s72-c/002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3932023010687382128.post-505456480554676209</id><published>2010-04-02T14:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T17:08:49.238-07:00</updated><title type='text'>diário do Baú " A mulher que falava demais" parte  2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S7dSNimulgI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/mMZwBxMUryw/s1600/001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 298px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S7dSNimulgI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/mMZwBxMUryw/s320/001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455919866163664386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Zeca Machado contou à Candinha sobre o tesouro encontrado, ela ficou radiante e prometeu guardar segredo. Em seguida,   comentou sobre a chuva de macarrão, a árvore de peixes e o coelho d'água. Ela ficou espantada e achou aquilo muito estranho, mas o acompanhou até a floresta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S7dNM4DpRhI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/G4QVyFcfHzE/s1600/013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 219px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S7dNM4DpRhI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/G4QVyFcfHzE/s320/013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455914357184087570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Eles juntaram tudo numa cesta grande e voltaram pra casa. De noite, fizeram um delicioso jantar. Na manhã seguinte, Candinha saiu para visitar um tio que estava doente. Enquanto isso, Zeca pegou o baú de tesouros e enterrou no fundo do quintal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S7dUi8vprdI/AAAAAAAAA_g/bea190ZU5BI/s1600/003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S7dUi8vprdI/AAAAAAAAA_g/bea190ZU5BI/s320/003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455922432980921810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Enquanto o sol ardia no céu, Zeca foi trabalhar normalmente catando lenhas, plantando árvores... Candinha, enquanto isso, não aguentou e contou o segredo do tesouro para o Tio.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; pro meu tio pode, afinal é parente né?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depois contou pra melhor amiga e pra melhor amiga da melhor amiga e assim, no fim da tarde, já havia espalhado a novidade por toda a cidade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S7dbVUSxCJI/AAAAAAAAA_w/dkinFW8xa0U/s1600/000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 234px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S7dbVUSxCJI/AAAAAAAAA_w/dkinFW8xa0U/s320/000.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455929895365445778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando a noite chegou, Zeca voltou pra casa e encontrou Candinha meio quieta. Desconfiou que algo parecia errado. Depois do jantar eles receberam a visita do Governador. E agora? o que será que vai acontecer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S7dgqFn-1_I/AAAAAAAAA_4/u2_mOBd6cxY/s1600/015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 259px; height: 170px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S7dgqFn-1_I/AAAAAAAAA_4/u2_mOBd6cxY/s320/015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455935749763291122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se você quiser realmente saber o desfecho dessa incrível aventura, é só perguntar ao seu aventureiro, ele vai te contar tudo, mas não vai contar pra ninguém hein?&lt;br /&gt;É segredo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;abaixo outras imagens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S7di7eLycCI/AAAAAAAABAI/_4s1FKdEpwk/s1600/004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; 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width: 202px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S7dohoCeVKI/AAAAAAAABBo/qAzM58TSUVU/s320/017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455944400475411618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S7dngfCUqhI/AAAAAAAABBg/4AmHNOXl6bs/s1600/020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 182px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S7dngfCUqhI/AAAAAAAABBg/4AmHNOXl6bs/s320/020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455943281367362066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S7dnf-mePWI/AAAAAAAABBY/wYGeBNXAbfE/s1600/018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 198px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S7dnf-mePWI/AAAAAAAABBY/wYGeBNXAbfE/s320/018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455943272660614498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;se você leu e gostou, deixe seu comentário.&lt;br /&gt;É importante para nós.&lt;br /&gt;até a próxima!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3932023010687382128-505456480554676209?l=aventurasdobau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aventurasdobau.blogspot.com/feeds/505456480554676209/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aventurasdobau.blogspot.com/2010/04/diario-do-bau-mulher-que-falava-demais.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3932023010687382128/posts/default/505456480554676209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3932023010687382128/posts/default/505456480554676209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aventurasdobau.blogspot.com/2010/04/diario-do-bau-mulher-que-falava-demais.html' title='diário do Baú &quot; A mulher que falava demais&quot; parte  2'/><author><name>Diário do Baú Encantado</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06823940129227332019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S7dSNimulgI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/mMZwBxMUryw/s72-c/001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3932023010687382128.post-8783940236712658288</id><published>2010-03-28T18:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T18:50:39.892-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Diário do Baú "A mulher que falava demais" parte 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S6__BOTRguI/AAAAAAAAA9o/m29nNpQ2tek/s1600/01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 252px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S6__BOTRguI/AAAAAAAAA9o/m29nNpQ2tek/s320/01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453858070252847842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Era uma vez, um pobre homem chamado Zeca Machado, que morava numa casinha simples junto com sua mulher, Candinha. Ele ganhava algum dinheiro juntando lenhas numa floresta que ficava próxima de um rio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S7AA2B_6J2I/AAAAAAAAA9w/GpcJQ7wb50A/s1600/016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S7AA2B_6J2I/AAAAAAAAA9w/GpcJQ7wb50A/s320/016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453860076995094370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um dia quando voltava para casa, ele trupicou em alguma coisa enterrada no chão e resolveu averiguar. Encontrou um baú cheio de jóias, tesouros e moedas. Ficou muito feliz, pois iria conseguir dar um jeito na sua vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S7ACLx8rhCI/AAAAAAAAA94/6NufiSmrowg/s1600/05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 274px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S7ACLx8rhCI/AAAAAAAAA94/6NufiSmrowg/s320/05.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453861550155334690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Só que tinha um porém, Candinha tinha a fama de faladeira e certamente contaria pra todo mundo o acontecido. O problema é que se o fato chegasse nos ouvidos do governador, ele reclamaria para si o tesouro, já que a floresta pertencia à cidade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S7ADc3MOTmI/AAAAAAAAA-A/-4jY-Hf3GfI/s1600/015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 209px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S7ADc3MOTmI/AAAAAAAAA-A/-4jY-Hf3GfI/s320/015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453862943132110434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foi aí que ele bolou um plano genial. Foi à venda, comprou bastante macarrão e espalhou por toda a floresta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S7AD4gHx6RI/AAAAAAAAA-I/Qe-tiOyID28/s1600/03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 288px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S7AD4gHx6RI/AAAAAAAAA-I/Qe-tiOyID28/s320/03.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453863417975793938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depois, pescou muitos peixes, pendurou um por um numa árvore bem frondosa e por fim, caçou um coelho, fisgou no anzol e o jogou no rio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S7AFLsw2pVI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/HmqUT1LroUE/s1600/012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 284px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S7AFLsw2pVI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/HmqUT1LroUE/s320/012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453864847298438482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Qual seria essa idéia maluca que Zeca Machado arquitetou? Bem, se você realmente quiser saber quais os próximos passos dessa aventura, vai ter que esperar um pouco, agora, se  está muito curioso é só conversar com seu aventureiro preferido, ele ajudou o Zeca a executar o plano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;outras imagens da aventura&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S7AGfPl4qcI/AAAAAAAAA-4/v5CuzAOz5Mw/s1600/014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 274px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S7AGfPl4qcI/AAAAAAAAA-4/v5CuzAOz5Mw/s320/014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453866282576816578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S7AGe30x40I/AAAAAAAAA-w/VMSuByc2EiI/s1600/09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 211px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S7AGe30x40I/AAAAAAAAA-w/VMSuByc2EiI/s320/09.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453866276196836162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S7AGerLh-xI/AAAAAAAAA-o/vk97MbWRdUk/s1600/07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 265px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S7AGerLh-xI/AAAAAAAAA-o/vk97MbWRdUk/s320/07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453866272802601746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S7AGeQR-HtI/AAAAAAAAA-g/ydUF5yi2dlQ/s1600/04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 222px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S7AGeQR-HtI/AAAAAAAAA-g/ydUF5yi2dlQ/s320/04.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453866265581854418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S7AGeJ--1hI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/i9HCA5yudR0/s1600/02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 215px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S7AGeJ--1hI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/i9HCA5yudR0/s320/02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453866263891596818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S7AGyGtYv6I/AAAAAAAAA_A/Zc4nb8_ZYkk/s1600/013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 227px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S7AGyGtYv6I/AAAAAAAAA_A/Zc4nb8_ZYkk/s320/013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453866606609874850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se você leu e gostou, deixe seu comentário.&lt;br /&gt;até a próxima!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3932023010687382128-8783940236712658288?l=aventurasdobau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aventurasdobau.blogspot.com/feeds/8783940236712658288/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aventurasdobau.blogspot.com/2010/03/diario-do-bau-mulher-que-falava-demais.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3932023010687382128/posts/default/8783940236712658288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3932023010687382128/posts/default/8783940236712658288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aventurasdobau.blogspot.com/2010/03/diario-do-bau-mulher-que-falava-demais.html' title='Diário do Baú &quot;A mulher que falava demais&quot; parte 1'/><author><name>Diário do Baú Encantado</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06823940129227332019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S6__BOTRguI/AAAAAAAAA9o/m29nNpQ2tek/s72-c/01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3932023010687382128.post-3599089856389868963</id><published>2010-03-19T12:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T06:04:20.777-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Diário do Baú  "O Gigante Egoísta" parte 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S6POy26dgbI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/bqFi_8MvJ8U/s1600-h/05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450427347177931186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 219px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S6POy26dgbI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/bqFi_8MvJ8U/s320/05.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aconteceu que, como as crianças não podiam mais brincar no jardim do gigante, tudo foi tomado pela neve e pelo frio. O sol não tinha vontade de aparecer e por isso tudo ficou sem vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S6PSs8UAvlI/AAAAAAAAA7g/M3EU4hvFTRY/s1600-h/09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450431643594571346" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 278px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S6PSs8UAvlI/AAAAAAAAA7g/M3EU4hvFTRY/s320/09.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando veio a primavera, toda a cidade ficou florida, menos o jardim do gigante. Lá, sempre era inverno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S6PTjVSCI6I/AAAAAAAAA7w/cgXDJ3GOy1I/s1600-h/02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450432578010096546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 256px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S6PTjVSCI6I/AAAAAAAAA7w/cgXDJ3GOy1I/s320/02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um dia, quando estava deitado em sua cama, morrendo de frio, o gigante egoísta ouviu um pequeno assobio. Levantou-se e foi até a janela.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S6PWk9SjckI/AAAAAAAAA74/WND5BTaZkF4/s1600-h/014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450435904464450114" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; WIDTH: 216px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S6PWk9SjckI/AAAAAAAAA74/WND5BTaZkF4/s320/014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notou que era um pequeno passarinho, balançando num galho coberto de flor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S6PiSvlfbZI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/knMRVRpNSP8/s1600-h/017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450448785687670162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 63px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S6PiSvlfbZI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/knMRVRpNSP8/s320/017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Abriu mais sua janela e reparou que as crianças haviam invadido seu jardim. Viu também que ele estava todo coberto por uma grama verdinha e flores de todas as cores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S6PdpNqdepI/AAAAAAAAA8A/eOOnwrpKpC4/s1600-h/019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450443674160560786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S6PdpNqdepI/AAAAAAAAA8A/eOOnwrpKpC4/s320/019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ao ver um menino bem pequeno num canto do jardim, tentar subir numa árvore, ainda coberta de gelo, o gigante percebeu o quanto estava sendo egoísta em proibir as crianças de se divertirem lá. Decidiu ajudar o pobre menino a subir na árvore. Este lhe retribuiu com um beijo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S6PhViOTMoI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/anyPmcBvJ0g/s1600-h/00.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450447734128718466" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 256px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S6PhViOTMoI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/anyPmcBvJ0g/s320/00.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O gigante se aproximou das crianças e anunciou que a partir daquele momento o jardim era de todos que quisessem brincar lá.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S6PioqJ9ZRI/AAAAAAAAA8g/HLyjTGn6tUM/s1600-h/08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450449162187138322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 285px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S6PioqJ9ZRI/AAAAAAAAA8g/HLyjTGn6tUM/s320/08.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adivinha quem ajudou a retirar o imenso muro em volta do jardim? É, quem passava em direção ao mercado, poderia ver o gigante se divertindo com as crianças... rindo, pulando, cantando...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S6Pjb566RfI/AAAAAAAAA8o/3koYaQS7IrE/s1600-h/06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450450042592314866" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 270px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S6Pjb566RfI/AAAAAAAAA8o/3koYaQS7IrE/s320/06.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na hora de ir embora, o gigante perguntava às crianças onde estava aquele garotinho pequenino, que havia lhe dado um beijo, mas ninguém sabia dizer quem era.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S6PkSrS2Q6I/AAAAAAAAA8w/8kFMc2PNl5A/s1600-h/018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450450983558988706" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 71px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S6PkSrS2Q6I/AAAAAAAAA8w/8kFMc2PNl5A/s320/018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Demorou para o Gigante reencontrar seu amiguinho e muitas surpresas aconteceram nesse dia.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Se você quiser saber o que aconteceu, pergunte ao seu aventureiro preferido, ele, com certeza vai ter uma bela história pra te contar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;outras imagens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S6Pll4hXAOI/AAAAAAAAA9A/9zgGPf0svVE/s1600-h/04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450452413038657762" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 304px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S6Pll4hXAOI/AAAAAAAAA9A/9zgGPf0svVE/s320/04.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S6PllRcvf2I/AAAAAAAAA84/xOQ7SdTrgNw/s1600-h/03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450452402550308706" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 234px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S6PllRcvf2I/AAAAAAAAA84/xOQ7SdTrgNw/s320/03.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S6PlnhFzF-I/AAAAAAAAA9Y/KWLYxtHSW0s/s1600-h/010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450452441108781026" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 269px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S6PlnhFzF-I/AAAAAAAAA9Y/KWLYxtHSW0s/s320/010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S6Plmur1hVI/AAAAAAAAA9I/0L_4bRNwNqU/s1600-h/07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450452427578115410" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 309px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S6Plmur1hVI/AAAAAAAAA9I/0L_4bRNwNqU/s320/07.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se gostou, deixe seu comentário postado aqui!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3932023010687382128-3599089856389868963?l=aventurasdobau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aventurasdobau.blogspot.com/feeds/3599089856389868963/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aventurasdobau.blogspot.com/2010/03/diario-do-bau-o-gigante-egoista-parte-2.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3932023010687382128/posts/default/3599089856389868963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3932023010687382128/posts/default/3599089856389868963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aventurasdobau.blogspot.com/2010/03/diario-do-bau-o-gigante-egoista-parte-2.html' title='Diário do Baú  &quot;O Gigante Egoísta&quot; 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width: 320px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S5mWBqQallI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/ZVh3tewL30c/s320/01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447550179548501586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Era uma vez,&lt;br /&gt;num lugar bem distante daqui&lt;br /&gt;há muitos e muitos anos atrás,&lt;br /&gt;um grupo de crianças&lt;br /&gt;que adoravam se divertir juntas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S5mZZC426ZI/AAAAAAAAA4g/GDkcIGNUQco/s1600-h/15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 203px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S5mZZC426ZI/AAAAAAAAA4g/GDkcIGNUQco/s320/15.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447553879832455570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sempre que podiam elas iam se divertir num lindo jardim que ficava a caminho das escola.&lt;br /&gt;Esse jardim colorido, com flores e árvores frutíferas por todos os lados, pertencia a um gigante muito egoísta que não permitia nenhuma criança por perto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S5mh2SNN61I/AAAAAAAAA4w/yNI5yw2OqRI/s1600-h/08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S5mh2SNN61I/AAAAAAAAA4w/yNI5yw2OqRI/s320/08.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447563178253609810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sempre que o gigante saía para visitar&lt;br /&gt;seu primo em outra cidade,&lt;br /&gt;todas as crianças entravam no jardim&lt;br /&gt;e brincavam a vontade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S5mijXuy8iI/AAAAAAAAA44/JO-neiiSsOg/s1600-h/21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S5mijXuy8iI/AAAAAAAAA44/JO-neiiSsOg/s320/21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447563952830738978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pulavam nas almofadas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S5mjoaq6UMI/AAAAAAAAA5A/USWdvD3muc4/s1600-h/03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 246px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S5mjoaq6UMI/AAAAAAAAA5A/USWdvD3muc4/s320/03.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447565139030724802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rolavam nas bolinhas de gude que ele deixava  pelo caminho...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S5mkF_EKGRI/AAAAAAAAA5I/ntvumIPu_kQ/s1600-h/12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 295px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S5mkF_EKGRI/AAAAAAAAA5I/ntvumIPu_kQ/s320/12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447565647016499474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e também se divertiam com as sandálias&lt;br /&gt;que esquecia próximo à porta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S5mk2Brw1xI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/ydTUTN2J1sY/s1600-h/10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 249px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S5mk2Brw1xI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/ydTUTN2J1sY/s320/10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447566472353208082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As tardes naquele jardim eram sempre bem tranquilas, até o dia em que o gigante saiu de sua casa, mas esqueceu de levar seu óculos e voltou do meio do caminho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S5mm04HMDlI/AAAAAAAAA5g/prKoWP9UG30/s1600-h/07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 280px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S5mm04HMDlI/AAAAAAAAA5g/prKoWP9UG30/s320/07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447568651627269714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As crianças estavam distraídas juntando as pétalas que o vento derrubava, quando ele apareceu e começou a gritar:&lt;br /&gt;- Saiam daqui!!! Vocês não sabem que não gosto que ninguém brinque aqui dentro?&lt;br /&gt;Todos pra fora!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S5mnZYYM8JI/AAAAAAAAA5o/UDF7iBGKOHU/s1600-h/09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S5mnZYYM8JI/AAAAAAAAA5o/UDF7iBGKOHU/s320/09.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447569278763856018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todos se assustaram e o que se viu em seguida foi uma tremenda correria...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S5moTakPxXI/AAAAAAAAA5w/zpcunzZ7PWg/s1600-h/gigante+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S5moTakPxXI/AAAAAAAAA5w/zpcunzZ7PWg/s320/gigante+035.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447570275783656818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muito zangado, o gigante egoísta resolveu construir um muro muito alto, tão alto que impedia até a entrada do sol na sua casa.&lt;br /&gt;Desde sse dia, muitas coisas estranhas começaram a acontecer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S5movBbe3jI/AAAAAAAAA54/E873xvdA8Ls/s1600-h/13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 311px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S5movBbe3jI/AAAAAAAAA54/E873xvdA8Ls/s320/13.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447570750072348210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os ventos gelados do inverno chegaram antes da hora, trazendo muito frio e neve. As flores não aguentaram e as árvores perderam todas as suas folhas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S5mp-j60CeI/AAAAAAAAA6I/E2u537H3h-o/s1600-h/22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 282px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S5mp-j60CeI/AAAAAAAAA6I/E2u537H3h-o/s320/22.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447572116540230114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E agora? será que nossas lindas crianças nunca mais poderão se divertir no jardim?&lt;br /&gt;E o que vai acontecer com o gigante egoísta?&lt;br /&gt;Essas e outras respostas você pode conseguir com seu aventureiro preferido, ele se divertiu muito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;outras imagens da aventura&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S5mrHWdktqI/AAAAAAAAA6w/rziRHT-yd-8/s1600-h/14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 236px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S5mrHWdktqI/AAAAAAAAA6w/rziRHT-yd-8/s320/14.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447573367058380450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S5mrGl59yfI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/Q4lvTqr-dQ8/s1600-h/05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 149px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S5mrGl59yfI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/Q4lvTqr-dQ8/s320/05.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447573354024126962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S5mrHMvT2RI/AAAAAAAAA6o/15LXrFVy53I/s1600-h/11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 201px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S5mrHMvT2RI/AAAAAAAAA6o/15LXrFVy53I/s320/11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447573364448418066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S5mrG1GzJkI/AAAAAAAAA6g/3T6JKsKg09s/s1600-h/06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 246px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S5mrG1GzJkI/AAAAAAAAA6g/3T6JKsKg09s/s320/06.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447573358104487490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S5mrGdc451I/AAAAAAAAA6Q/kIK4KIk8eTI/s1600-h/04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S5mrGdc451I/AAAAAAAAA6Q/kIK4KIk8eTI/s320/04.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447573351754688338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deixe seu comentário postado aqui.&lt;br /&gt;até a próxima&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leandro Medina&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3932023010687382128-3925738615420206605?l=aventurasdobau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aventurasdobau.blogspot.com/feeds/3925738615420206605/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aventurasdobau.blogspot.com/2010/03/diario-do-bau-o-gigante-egoista.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3932023010687382128/posts/default/3925738615420206605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3932023010687382128/posts/default/3925738615420206605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aventurasdobau.blogspot.com/2010/03/diario-do-bau-o-gigante-egoista.html' title='Diário do Baú  &quot;O Gigante Egoísta&quot;'/><author><name>Diário do Baú Encantado</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06823940129227332019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S5mWBqQallI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/ZVh3tewL30c/s72-c/01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3932023010687382128.post-905646287983820305</id><published>2010-03-05T15:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T06:03:59.178-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Diário do Baú "O Papagaio Real"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S5GXGDLpwxI/AAAAAAAAA1I/mWBevagMqTc/s1600-h/023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 276px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S5GXGDLpwxI/AAAAAAAAA1I/mWBevagMqTc/s320/023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445299554656830226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Era uma vez duas pobres moças&lt;br /&gt;que moravam sozinhas numa casinha&lt;br /&gt;simples perto de uma floresta.&lt;br /&gt;Dorita, a mais nova, era doce e gentil&lt;br /&gt;e adorava cuidar da casa, enquanto Dreusa,&lt;br /&gt;a mais velha, era preguiçosa e egoísta.&lt;br /&gt;Certa noite, Dreusa foi beber água e ao&lt;br /&gt;passar pelo quarto de Dorita, ouviu barulhos&lt;br /&gt;estranhos. Olhou pela fechadura e ficou surpresa&lt;br /&gt;com o que viu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S5GaDIbtDPI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/eYEDpHJBbRM/s1600-h/020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 284px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S5GaDIbtDPI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/eYEDpHJBbRM/s320/020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445302803061607666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Viu um papagaio verde pousar na janela do quarto da irmã e depois banhar-se numa bacia com água. Em seguida transformou-se num lindo príncipe e sentou ao lado de Dorita. Os  dois conversaram longamente.&lt;br /&gt;Dreusa ficou com bastante raiva e prometeu atrapalhar a felicidade da irmã.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z_-mJHcicS0/S5GcTEahb9I/AAAAAAAAAU4/F_lkljCKL3I/s1600-h/021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 234px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z_-mJHcicS0/S5GcTEahb9I/AAAAAAAAAU4/F_lkljCKL3I/s320/021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445305275884072914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;No dia seguinte, Dreusa quebrou um espelho em pedaços e colocou no peitoral da janela e na bacia. O papagaio não tardou a aparecer, mas ao pousar no peitoral sentiu o vidro cortar-lhe o pé. Voou para a bacia e cortou-se ainda mais. Machucado, arrastou-se até a janela e  disse: - Sua ingrata, hoje era a minha última noite enfeitiçado, amanhã íamos nos casar. Agora se você quiser me ver, só no Reino de Acelois.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S5GgIdE9h0I/AAAAAAAAA1g/dAyy8OG7smc/s1600-h/011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 263px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S5GgIdE9h0I/AAAAAAAAA1g/dAyy8OG7smc/s320/011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445309491572475714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desesperada, ela saiu em busca do amado, perguntando às pessoas sobre o tal Reino de Acelois. Constatou que seu príncipe havia ido na direção da floresta e se embrenhou na mata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S5GiCdQKr7I/AAAAAAAAA1o/oQTwM6zl35U/s1600-h/012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 306px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S5GiCdQKr7I/AAAAAAAAA1o/oQTwM6zl35U/s320/012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445311587563515826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passou por cima de pontes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S5GimnkwiuI/AAAAAAAAA14/qx5PuIyrBWk/s1600-h/002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S5GimnkwiuI/AAAAAAAAA14/qx5PuIyrBWk/s320/002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445312208809528034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pulou pântanos perigosos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S5Gm5d3if9I/AAAAAAAAA2A/6OADs11co5w/s1600-h/003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 259px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S5Gm5d3if9I/AAAAAAAAA2A/6OADs11co5w/s320/003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445316930667970514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subiu em cipós...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S5GnUg74jaI/AAAAAAAAA2I/-mpCO4RO29c/s1600-h/016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 236px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S5GnUg74jaI/AAAAAAAAA2I/-mpCO4RO29c/s320/016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445317395347967394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando a noite chegou, ela encontrou bichos muito estranhos: morcegos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S5GoFAPy5XI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/Oa3JqwVv_Ks/s1600-h/010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 232px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S5GoFAPy5XI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/Oa3JqwVv_Ks/s320/010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445318228386702706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Macacos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S5GobtVuiSI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/3aCNn_qbz7E/s1600-h/013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 194px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S5GobtVuiSI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/3aCNn_qbz7E/s320/013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445318618448300322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Onças famintas....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S5Go1V0EaSI/AAAAAAAAA2g/iqjCxF8Ytbg/s1600-h/015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 232px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S5Go1V0EaSI/AAAAAAAAA2g/iqjCxF8Ytbg/s320/015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445319058809710882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E até centopéias gigantes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S5GpMOav0bI/AAAAAAAAA2o/7s71YoNMfpY/s1600-h/009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 186px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S5GpMOav0bI/AAAAAAAAA2o/7s71YoNMfpY/s320/009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445319451961446834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dorita já estava desesperada quando viu um pássaro pousar bem próximo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S5Gpt5PEnyI/AAAAAAAAA2w/RuRWuu5f-OI/s1600-h/papagaio2+509.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S5Gpt5PEnyI/AAAAAAAAA2w/RuRWuu5f-OI/s320/papagaio2+509.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445320030390886178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ele lhe contou que o príncipe estava muito doente e para salvá-lo, era preciso três gotas de sangue do dedo mindinho de uma moça que gostasse realmente dele.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S5GqSisrqbI/AAAAAAAAA24/_0InNv2qXTA/s1600-h/001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 227px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S5GqSisrqbI/AAAAAAAAA24/_0InNv2qXTA/s320/001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445320659996223922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seguindo as pistas da folhas espalhadas pela floresta...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S5GrM4RqFJI/AAAAAAAAA3I/NH8UenJ7HZo/s1600-h/019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S5GrM4RqFJI/AAAAAAAAA3I/NH8UenJ7HZo/s320/019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445321662220866706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dorita conseguiu chegar ao Reino de Acelois. Informou ao Rei que poderia salvar o príncipe e ele consentiu que ela entrasse no palácio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S5G1ZIJts8I/AAAAAAAAA3o/lHRZgahXpe4/s1600-h/028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 228px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S5G1ZIJts8I/AAAAAAAAA3o/lHRZgahXpe4/s320/028.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445332867757224898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Antes, porém, ela pediu que ele carimbasse e assinasse uma carta em que daria a ela metade de tudo que lhe pertencesse, caso curasse seu filho. Ele assinou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S5G1FdzPEGI/AAAAAAAAA3g/SGVZmckrZT8/s1600-h/030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S5G1FdzPEGI/AAAAAAAAA3g/SGVZmckrZT8/s320/030.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445332529971138658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dorita encontrou seu príncipe bastante doente na cama. Ajoelhou-se ao seu lado e fez tudo que o pássaro havia lhe dito.&lt;br /&gt;Agora, se você quiser saber se o Rei consentirá seu casamento, isso é uma outra história. Quem sabe seu filho não pode contar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;abaixo mais imagens da aventura&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S5G3lRhV1pI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/5_R1Iln1V-M/s1600-h/017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 290px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S5G3lRhV1pI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/5_R1Iln1V-M/s320/017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445335275453929106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S5G3lBhnRXI/AAAAAAAAA4I/LXkphl5k46I/s1600-h/018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S5G3lBhnRXI/AAAAAAAAA4I/LXkphl5k46I/s320/018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445335271160104306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S5G3kvj4tVI/AAAAAAAAA4A/W6dIS9ENZRQ/s1600-h/008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 198px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S5G3kvj4tVI/AAAAAAAAA4A/W6dIS9ENZRQ/s320/008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445335266337797458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S5G3kNbSTII/AAAAAAAAA34/dbKnMKT6Pm8/s1600-h/004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 219px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S5G3kNbSTII/AAAAAAAAA34/dbKnMKT6Pm8/s320/004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445335257174920322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S5G3jlruvhI/AAAAAAAAA3w/SKtDTIJCcWI/s1600-h/007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S5G3jlruvhI/AAAAAAAAA3w/SKtDTIJCcWI/s320/007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445335246506475026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;se você gostou, deixe seu coementário.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;um abraço,&lt;br /&gt;Leandro Medina&lt;br /&gt;equipe de coordenação&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3932023010687382128-905646287983820305?l=aventurasdobau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aventurasdobau.blogspot.com/feeds/905646287983820305/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aventurasdobau.blogspot.com/2010/03/diario-do-bau-o-papagaio-real.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3932023010687382128/posts/default/905646287983820305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3932023010687382128/posts/default/905646287983820305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aventurasdobau.blogspot.com/2010/03/diario-do-bau-o-papagaio-real.html' title='Diário do Baú &quot;O Papagaio Real&quot;'/><author><name>Diário do Baú Encantado</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06823940129227332019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/S5GXGDLpwxI/AAAAAAAAA1I/mWBevagMqTc/s72-c/023.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3932023010687382128.post-3244389238078404905</id><published>2009-12-15T03:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T07:22:51.214-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aula Especial com os Pais</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Chegou um dos momentos mais especiais do semestre. Uma aula em que os pais são convidados a ouvir uma história do baú e principalmente, a vivê-la junto com seu filho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="TEXT-DECORATION: underline"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SyeC0WQjcwI/AAAAAAAAAyc/4VHH0c6TbE0/s1600-h/05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 231px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415440912776131330" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SyeC0WQjcwI/AAAAAAAAAyc/4VHH0c6TbE0/s320/05.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Era uma vez um lugar bem distante daqui onde um Rei muito querido governava.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SyeDWEQa1-I/AAAAAAAAAyk/LLW-tbnKJ-Y/s1600-h/06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 161px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415441492059281378" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SyeDWEQa1-I/AAAAAAAAAyk/LLW-tbnKJ-Y/s320/06.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Nesse lugar as pessoas eram felizes e viviam se reunindo na grande praça.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SyeEFyDj1-I/AAAAAAAAAys/VKU0NZPWAow/s1600-h/01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 186px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415442311807227874" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SyeEFyDj1-I/AAAAAAAAAys/VKU0NZPWAow/s320/01.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Um dia, o Rei que era amado morreu e em seu lugar, assumiu um outro bastante egoísta e repressor, que começou a proibir as coisas que as pessoas mais gostavam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Ordenou que seus súditos usassem somente roupas pretas porque só ele poderia usar roupas coloridas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SyeFfxKYvPI/AAAAAAAAAy0/SXDWfrg4gu0/s1600-h/07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; WIDTH: 311px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 283px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415443857755651314" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SyeFfxKYvPI/AAAAAAAAAy0/SXDWfrg4gu0/s320/07.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Proibiu que as crianças brincassem no parquinho da praça e proibiu as pessoas de plantarem flores, porque só o seu jardim poderia florescer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SyeHGXbWgjI/AAAAAAAAAy8/PL9F_W7X5Kg/s1600-h/20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415445620374012466" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SyeHGXbWgjI/AAAAAAAAAy8/PL9F_W7X5Kg/s320/20.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Certo dia, enquanto o Rei passeava num fim de tarde, observou uma coisa que o deixou muito irritado: um arco-íris no céu.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Insatisfeito, ele ordenou que magos e bruxos se reunissem para impedir o arco-íris de aparecer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;- As cores no meu reino estão proibidas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SyeIdWPuI5I/AAAAAAAAAzM/1HttBD0Fbrk/s1600-h/11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 254px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415447114705413010" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SyeIdWPuI5I/AAAAAAAAAzM/1HttBD0Fbrk/s320/11.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Os magos e bruxos se reuniram no palácio e cada um explicou como resolver a questão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;A Bruxa Gandelman foi a primeira a comentar:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;- Majestade, colocaremos um guarda chuva gigante em cima do palácio assim não chove e se não chover não haverá arco-íris!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;- Não! disse o Rei - Como vou regar minhas flores?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SyeJYuP7qiI/AAAAAAAAAzU/o5ojTKpENs4/s1600-h/10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 215px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415448134761032226" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SyeJYuP7qiI/AAAAAAAAAzU/o5ojTKpENs4/s320/10.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;A maga Sawaia, sorridente como sempre, disse que sua idéia consistia em construir um guarda sol por cima do reino.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;- Não! disse o Rei - Como vou pegar meu solzinho da manhã?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SyeKMmO9GMI/AAAAAAAAAzc/CPriTs7NGwc/s1600-h/23.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 247px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415449025962645698" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SyeKMmO9GMI/AAAAAAAAAzc/CPriTs7NGwc/s320/23.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;A Maga Paiolli ainda argumentou que usando óculos escuros a população não viria mais nada de colorido no céu, mas o Rei se aborreceu e ordenou que os soldados confinassem todos os bruxos no calabouço.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SyeKuap3b9I/AAAAAAAAAzk/s2754qzPw8w/s1600-h/04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 235px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415449606969847762" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SyeKuap3b9I/AAAAAAAAAzk/s2754qzPw8w/s320/04.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Antes, o Bruxo Stolnik disse que a Maga Lena não estava presente na reunião.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;- Majestade, ela mora num arco-íris, talvez seja a única que possa realmente ajudar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SyeLmLPQTHI/AAAAAAAAAzs/HCKHznJ5t1s/s1600-h/09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; WIDTH: 262px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415450564904373362" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SyeLmLPQTHI/AAAAAAAAAzs/HCKHznJ5t1s/s320/09.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;O Rei egoísta disse que se os bruxos não voltassem com a solução até o fim do dia, todos seriam presos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;A bruxa Chinaglia teve que correr para chegar ao topo da montanha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SyeMBaS2zXI/AAAAAAAAAz0/yNtqOdO6mAI/s1600-h/14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415451032802479474" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SyeMBaS2zXI/AAAAAAAAAz0/yNtqOdO6mAI/s320/14.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Teve bruxo que preferiu descer pelas cachoeiras.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Todos atrás da Maga Lena&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SyeMUifYesI/AAAAAAAAAz8/APtYZ5e3Fp4/s1600-h/15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; WIDTH: 203px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415451361420016322" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SyeMUifYesI/AAAAAAAAAz8/APtYZ5e3Fp4/s320/15.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;A maga Lima veio voando...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SyeM1UHgqQI/AAAAAAAAA0E/bw3M4wGo2vM/s1600-h/22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 208px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415451924497475842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SyeM1UHgqQI/AAAAAAAAA0E/bw3M4wGo2vM/s320/22.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;e a Maga Ferraz veio de cipó.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SyeNdQLwkDI/AAAAAAAAA0M/rQwYtuoDFyo/s1600-h/13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 189px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415452610636320818" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SyeNdQLwkDI/AAAAAAAAA0M/rQwYtuoDFyo/s320/13.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Reunidos no topo da montanha, os magos e bruxos usaram de seus feitiços para formarem uma imensa nuvem de chuva no céu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SyeOQet0E-I/AAAAAAAAA0U/G0C2WGhPRWE/s1600-h/18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 214px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415453490710582242" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SyeOQet0E-I/AAAAAAAAA0U/G0C2WGhPRWE/s320/18.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Foi então que a Maga Lena apareceu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Ela se comprometeu em ajudar o povo do Reino a se ver livre daquele Rei egoísta, mas pediu a ajuda de todos os presentes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SyeOrtWH07I/AAAAAAAAA0c/-PwwGXiqgX0/s1600-h/17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415453958494213042" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SyeOrtWH07I/AAAAAAAAA0c/-PwwGXiqgX0/s320/17.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Temos que fazer uma poção mágica especial para o Rei beber.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SyePGzrvyII/AAAAAAAAA0k/4M2vxZSNZtE/s1600-h/16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 243px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415454424051992706" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SyePGzrvyII/AAAAAAAAA0k/4M2vxZSNZtE/s320/16.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Mas será que o Rei vai beber a poção?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Será que ele vai deixar de ser egoísta?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;O que sabemos é que foi um grande prazer reunir tantos papais e mamães numa atividade divertida e lúdica. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Desejamos a todos que a fantasia esteja sempre presente nos momentos 'reais' de sua família.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Allez Hoop!! e Boas Festas!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;para deixar comentários é só clicar no ícone abaixo.&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/3932023010687382128-3244389238078404905?l=aventurasdobau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aventurasdobau.blogspot.com/feeds/3244389238078404905/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aventurasdobau.blogspot.com/2009/12/aula-especial-com-os-pais.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3932023010687382128/posts/default/3244389238078404905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3932023010687382128/posts/default/3244389238078404905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aventurasdobau.blogspot.com/2009/12/aula-especial-com-os-pais.html' title='Aula Especial com os Pais'/><author><name>Diário do Baú Encantado</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06823940129227332019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SyeC0WQjcwI/AAAAAAAAAyc/4VHH0c6TbE0/s72-c/05.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3932023010687382128.post-4785188615231460620</id><published>2009-11-23T16:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T00:45:30.542-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aula Especial com a Participação dos Pais:  Dias 2, 3  e  4 de dezembro</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/Swstq5cNc9I/AAAAAAAAAwc/auW-C2tT3Vo/s1600/07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 254px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/Swstq5cNc9I/AAAAAAAAAwc/auW-C2tT3Vo/s320/07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407465992585311186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Respeitável Público!!!&lt;br /&gt;Está chegando o tão esperado momento de convidarmos os ilustres papais e mamães à participarem de uma aventura especial do baú, junto com seus filhos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SwsxU16yNII/AAAAAAAAAwk/MnNMgYiYOHE/s1600/09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 230px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SwsxU16yNII/AAAAAAAAAwk/MnNMgYiYOHE/s320/09.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407470011729196162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma atividade cheia de brincadeiras e surpresas  que as crianças  aguardam o semestre inteiro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SwsytrzN5II/AAAAAAAAAw0/C6ouhKZ5LGw/s1600/06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 227px; height: 283px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SwsytrzN5II/AAAAAAAAAw0/C6ouhKZ5LGw/s320/06.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407471538021459074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;E quando tudo   estiver bem bonito...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/Sws51CoUnVI/AAAAAAAAAw8/trhV429MCuU/s1600/08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/Sws51CoUnVI/AAAAAAAAAw8/trhV429MCuU/s320/08.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407479360990256466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...é hora de abrir o baú e acender as velas. A história já vai começar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/Sws6LASPXQI/AAAAAAAAAxE/g8-uThFBRgQ/s1600/05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 283px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/Sws6LASPXQI/AAAAAAAAAxE/g8-uThFBRgQ/s320/05.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407479738317888770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...e pode ser história de princesa,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/Sws7mYdy9LI/AAAAAAAAAxM/6394Ci8G4-k/s1600/10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 206px; height: 283px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/Sws7mYdy9LI/AAAAAAAAAxM/6394Ci8G4-k/s320/10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407481308176905394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ou de feiticeiro...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/Sws8KI0-2GI/AAAAAAAAAxU/O523ZolB454/s1600/03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/Sws8KI0-2GI/AAAAAAAAAxU/O523ZolB454/s320/03.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407481922454476898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não importa!&lt;br /&gt;o que importa é que a fantasia estará presente&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/Sws89oWaB6I/AAAAAAAAAxc/eKxo8v9Ci5E/s1600/04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 234px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/Sws89oWaB6I/AAAAAAAAAxc/eKxo8v9Ci5E/s320/04.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407482807089498018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E você estará em boas mãos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/Sws-So1PZwI/AAAAAAAAAx0/5V17SU-sSa8/s1600/11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 164px; height: 236px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/Sws-So1PZwI/AAAAAAAAAx0/5V17SU-sSa8/s320/11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407484267507705602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;não deixe escapar essa chance de ajudar seu filho a conquistar lugares nunca antes alcançados.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/Sws-p9XkYwI/AAAAAAAAAx8/ri8R8AVmPVw/s1600/01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/Sws-p9XkYwI/AAAAAAAAAx8/ri8R8AVmPVw/s320/01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407484668157387522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esperamos vocês nos dias 2, 3 e 4 de dezembro!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allez Hoop!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3932023010687382128-4785188615231460620?l=aventurasdobau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aventurasdobau.blogspot.com/feeds/4785188615231460620/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aventurasdobau.blogspot.com/2009/11/aula-especial-com-participacao-dos-pais.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3932023010687382128/posts/default/4785188615231460620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3932023010687382128/posts/default/4785188615231460620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aventurasdobau.blogspot.com/2009/11/aula-especial-com-participacao-dos-pais.html' title='Aula Especial com a Participação dos Pais:  Dias 2, 3  e  4 de dezembro'/><author><name>Diário do Baú Encantado</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06823940129227332019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/Swstq5cNc9I/AAAAAAAAAwc/auW-C2tT3Vo/s72-c/07.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3932023010687382128.post-3533057983660713455</id><published>2009-11-22T11:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T14:25:32.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Diário do Baú  "Onze Cisnes e uma Princesa" parte 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SwmTfE5nkeI/AAAAAAAAAtk/HaVrCNG1rI0/s1600/a4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 248px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SwmTfE5nkeI/AAAAAAAAAtk/HaVrCNG1rI0/s320/a4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407014989735629282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Durante o tempo que passou na gruta, Elisa se empenhou em recolher as ervas na floresta e confeccionar as onze túnicas, sempre silenciosa. Ela sabia que nada poderia dar errado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SwmVnpse2oI/AAAAAAAAAts/Aq7FfTdleH4/s1600/b14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SwmVnpse2oI/AAAAAAAAAts/Aq7FfTdleH4/s320/b14.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407017336074852994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Certa vez, enquanto colhia as ervas, Elisa foi surpreendida pela comitiva de um Rei. Ele quis saber o que uma jovem donzela fazia ali sozinha, num lugar tão perigoso.&lt;br /&gt;Sem poder falar nada, Elisa foi levada pelo Rei e passou a morar no palácio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SwmkYh9toOI/AAAAAAAAAt0/u302MpWE9yg/s1600/c1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 184px; height: 236px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SwmkYh9toOI/AAAAAAAAAt0/u302MpWE9yg/s320/c1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407033568976019682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A princesa Elisa, mesmo calada, encantou a todo mundo, quer dizer,  menos ao Grão Vizir.&lt;br /&gt;Ele passou a implicar com a moça, dizendo ao Rei que tratava-se de uma feiticeira.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SwmpomWQrDI/AAAAAAAAAt8/LjjTGJZkZIU/s1600/a7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 234px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SwmpomWQrDI/AAAAAAAAAt8/LjjTGJZkZIU/s320/a7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407039342588767282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Um dia a erva acabou e Elisa teve que voltar à floresta, afinal, precisava terminar a última túnica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;caminhou cuidadosamente, &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SwmqO9J2BGI/AAAAAAAAAuE/mfUxjKUXrtU/s1600/b8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 257px; height: 189px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SwmqO9J2BGI/AAAAAAAAAuE/mfUxjKUXrtU/s320/b8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407040001545733218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SwmqPRo9ZTI/AAAAAAAAAuc/sK5_NR-lo3Q/s1600/b1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 232px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SwmqPRo9ZTI/AAAAAAAAAuc/sK5_NR-lo3Q/s320/b1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407040007044949298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SwmqOyQR4DI/AAAAAAAAAuM/XsZE7ry_oXg/s1600/a2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 243px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SwmqOyQR4DI/AAAAAAAAAuM/XsZE7ry_oXg/s320/a2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407039998619934770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e equilibrou-se nos galhos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SwmxHAs6uZI/AAAAAAAAAuk/HSKJ0kJLb-Q/s1600/a1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 219px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SwmxHAs6uZI/AAAAAAAAAuk/HSKJ0kJLb-Q/s320/a1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407047561640589714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mas, o terrível Grão Vizir, resolveu seguí-la para provar ao Rei que estava certo. Ao encontrar Elisa catando as ervas, deduziu que ela estaria preparando algum feitiço e ordenou que os guardas a prendessem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SwmywGjNHpI/AAAAAAAAAu0/aWrUVIhFwCM/s1600/b16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 283px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SwmywGjNHpI/AAAAAAAAAu0/aWrUVIhFwCM/s320/b16.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407049367096729234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Elisa saiu correndo e no caminho ia terminando a última túnica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SwmyZJMy95I/AAAAAAAAAus/99BdJWZkg74/s1600/b3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 247px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SwmyZJMy95I/AAAAAAAAAus/99BdJWZkg74/s320/b3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407048972671055762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Será que os guardas vão conseguir detê-la?&lt;br /&gt;Será que ela vai conseguir desencantar seus irmãos?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/Swmziy_lWiI/AAAAAAAAAvE/UdbWSE8XuBM/s1600/b6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/Swmziy_lWiI/AAAAAAAAAvE/UdbWSE8XuBM/s320/b6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407050238020377122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Será que a Rainha Malvada vai ter o fim que merece? Essas e outras perguntas você deve fazer ao seu príncipe ou a sua princesinha. Eles acompanharam essa aventura de perto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;outras imagens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/Swm0wQuhUPI/AAAAAAAAAvs/0K1zKhOVOEs/s1600/b9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 283px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/Swm0wQuhUPI/AAAAAAAAAvs/0K1zKhOVOEs/s320/b9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407051568851800306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/Swm0vp5itoI/AAAAAAAAAvM/b9Nqf9iuwZ4/s1600/a5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 209px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/Swm0vp5itoI/AAAAAAAAAvM/b9Nqf9iuwZ4/s320/a5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407051558429046402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/Swm1JkwTc9I/AAAAAAAAAwM/_5PqlHGBtPk/s1600/b11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; 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parte 2'/><author><name>Diário do Baú Encantado</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06823940129227332019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SwmTfE5nkeI/AAAAAAAAAtk/HaVrCNG1rI0/s72-c/a4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3932023010687382128.post-7978867268378428535</id><published>2009-11-13T15:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T08:54:30.430-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Diário "Onze Cisnes e uma Princesa" parte 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/Sv3oh6EtmrI/AAAAAAAAApM/I6IrmC0XCY0/s1600-h/cisne+8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 278px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/Sv3oh6EtmrI/AAAAAAAAApM/I6IrmC0XCY0/s320/cisne+8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403730797136812722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Era uma vez um Rei, que tinha onze filhos e uma linda princesa chamada Elisa. Como era viúvo, ele casou-se novamente e a nova rainha não gostava dos seus filhos. Ela queria a atenção do marido só pra si e bolou um plano maligno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/Sv3psVkrFHI/AAAAAAAAApU/ZmUtDkSgaV0/s1600-h/cisne+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/Sv3psVkrFHI/AAAAAAAAApU/ZmUtDkSgaV0/s320/cisne+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403732075828941938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Transformou os onze príncipes em lindos cisnes. Cada um deles com  uma coroa brilhante  na cabeça. A Rainha Má disse ao Rei que os filhos decidiram viajar pelo mundo. A pequena Elisa, quando fez 12 anos resolveu ir atrás dos irmãos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/Sv3q2KXhDzI/AAAAAAAAApc/Iq9omBeW8aY/s1600-h/cisne4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 178px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/Sv3q2KXhDzI/AAAAAAAAApc/Iq9omBeW8aY/s320/cisne4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403733344131288882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No caminho, ela encontrou  uma velha, que disse que sempre ao entardecer,  via onze cisnes pousando na praia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/Sv3ry4R2MoI/AAAAAAAAApk/aUAlbob1UXA/s1600-h/cisne5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/Sv3ry4R2MoI/AAAAAAAAApk/aUAlbob1UXA/s320/cisne5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403734387247690370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elisa foi correndo pra lá e quando chegou encontrou um de seus irmãos. Ele a reconheceu e prometeu que a levaria à uma gruta. A gruta ficava depois do oceano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/Sv3srQeLQOI/AAAAAAAAAps/5VaHZ4f2Flo/s1600-h/cisne11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 234px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/Sv3srQeLQOI/AAAAAAAAAps/5VaHZ4f2Flo/s320/cisne11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403735355814527202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Com a ajuda dos irmãos, Elisa&lt;br /&gt;se agarrou nas asas dos cisnes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/Sv3tC9KXUjI/AAAAAAAAAp0/YLuDFLdaBC0/s1600-h/cisne9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 211px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/Sv3tC9KXUjI/AAAAAAAAAp0/YLuDFLdaBC0/s320/cisne9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403735762948018738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e sobrevoou os mares....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/Sv3tRkq_CsI/AAAAAAAAAp8/TVkhf4v_ClU/s1600-h/cisne2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 259px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/Sv3tRkq_CsI/AAAAAAAAAp8/TVkhf4v_ClU/s320/cisne2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403736014071990978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cada vez mais alto...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/Sv3ti5bCo-I/AAAAAAAAAqE/5mTC66knNr0/s1600-h/cisne10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/Sv3ti5bCo-I/AAAAAAAAAqE/5mTC66knNr0/s320/cisne10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403736311700038626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;superando todos os desafios.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/Sv3uRt1jVdI/AAAAAAAAAqM/ayJos5M4Nkk/s1600-h/cine7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/Sv3uRt1jVdI/AAAAAAAAAqM/ayJos5M4Nkk/s320/cine7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403737116043859410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ao chegar na gruta, a princesa descobriu que para salvar os principes do feitiço da Rainha má, ela teria que fazer túnicas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/Sv3vAZhw1DI/AAAAAAAAAqU/qENEaAz2CfI/s1600-h/cisne12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 258px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/Sv3vAZhw1DI/AAAAAAAAAqU/qENEaAz2CfI/s320/cisne12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403737918046000178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;com seivas e ervas coloridas que só existiam naquela gruta escondida, mas, para dar certo ela teria uma importante condição:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/Sv3vWGf5_-I/AAAAAAAAAqc/rSuNPBsNHCs/s1600-h/cisne+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 159px; height: 236px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/Sv3vWGf5_-I/AAAAAAAAAqc/rSuNPBsNHCs/s320/cisne+6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403738290895060962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teria que ficar em total silêncio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/Sv3v3-qz6mI/AAAAAAAAAqk/enGTDXbRmug/s1600-h/cisne3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/Sv3v3-qz6mI/AAAAAAAAAqk/enGTDXbRmug/s320/cisne3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403738872908868194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bem, se você ficou curioso, não fique aí calado, vá perguntar pro seu filho, se por um acaso  estiver do seu lado.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3932023010687382128-7978867268378428535?l=aventurasdobau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aventurasdobau.blogspot.com/feeds/7978867268378428535/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aventurasdobau.blogspot.com/2009/11/diario-do-bau-sexta-feira-13-de.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3932023010687382128/posts/default/7978867268378428535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3932023010687382128/posts/default/7978867268378428535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aventurasdobau.blogspot.com/2009/11/diario-do-bau-sexta-feira-13-de.html' title='Diário &quot;Onze Cisnes e uma Princesa&quot; parte 1'/><author><name>Diário do Baú Encantado</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06823940129227332019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/Sv3oh6EtmrI/AAAAAAAAApM/I6IrmC0XCY0/s72-c/cisne+8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3932023010687382128.post-4817029145087416977</id><published>2009-11-09T13:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T08:55:27.244-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Diário "Ana, Guto e Gato dançarino"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SviIIlRBl6I/AAAAAAAAAl8/Uxzv2YBQys0/s1600-h/01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 309px; height: 283px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SviIIlRBl6I/AAAAAAAAAl8/Uxzv2YBQys0/s320/01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402217434054760354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Era uma vez uma cidade muito pequena, onde morava uma jovem chamada Ana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SviIgrKRAuI/AAAAAAAAAmE/FIaEQD8t4xc/s1600-h/02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 279px; height: 236px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SviIgrKRAuI/AAAAAAAAAmE/FIaEQD8t4xc/s320/02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402217847953883874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ela tinha a mania de catar as coisas reaproveitáveis nos lixos da cidade e levar tudo para sua loja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SviJQcECSVI/AAAAAAAAAmM/_-5ZlLp6frg/s1600-h/09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 253px; height: 236px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SviJQcECSVI/AAAAAAAAAmM/_-5ZlLp6frg/s320/09.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402218668534942034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ana sempre acabava transformando o que pegava em outras coisas bem legais...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SviJmp3U6ZI/AAAAAAAAAmU/LKJs0yGT7ys/s1600-h/05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 292px; height: 236px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SviJmp3U6ZI/AAAAAAAAAmU/LKJs0yGT7ys/s320/05.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402219050196855186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assim nasciam submarinos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SviJxR-DZQI/AAAAAAAAAmc/Baccd77BLSY/s1600-h/07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 206px; height: 236px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SviJxR-DZQI/AAAAAAAAAmc/Baccd77BLSY/s320/07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402219232761177346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunetas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SviKD6Axu4I/AAAAAAAAAmk/GGZ_s0rdAVA/s1600-h/08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 169px; height: 236px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SviKD6Axu4I/AAAAAAAAAmk/GGZ_s0rdAVA/s320/08.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402219552747666306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;carruagens de princesas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SviWZVF7-PI/AAAAAAAAAo8/uK419tRUpao/s1600-h/11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 274px; height: 236px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SviWZVF7-PI/AAAAAAAAAo8/uK419tRUpao/s320/11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402233114933852402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O povo da cidade pequena parecia não gostar muito das novidades da Ana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SviLIqWKhKI/AAAAAAAAAm8/lFWxQPIOFkM/s1600-h/10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 158px; height: 236px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SviLIqWKhKI/AAAAAAAAAm8/lFWxQPIOFkM/s320/10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402220733953377442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eles eram sérios demais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SviMNyZC_aI/AAAAAAAAAnM/YcB4rqo-pEQ/s1600-h/22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 236px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SviMNyZC_aI/AAAAAAAAAnM/YcB4rqo-pEQ/s320/22.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402221921523924386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ana vendia sapatos e tudo que  queria era que sua vida dessa uma reviravolta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SviNECbnUGI/AAAAAAAAAnU/YNBEbkxDuIY/s1600-h/13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 203px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SviNECbnUGI/AAAAAAAAAnU/YNBEbkxDuIY/s320/13.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402222853542596706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Até que um dia, apareceu na cidade pequena dois menestréis: Guto e Gato Dançarino. Eles procuraram a loja de Ana para comprar sapatos novos, mas não tendo dinheiro, combinaram que pagariam com aulas de dança.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SviNutUBS1I/AAAAAAAAAnc/V6ojYFvropI/s1600-h/14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 201px; height: 283px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SviNutUBS1I/AAAAAAAAAnc/V6ojYFvropI/s320/14.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402223586607975250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ana adorou a idéia e no dia seguinte já estava dançando. De tão feliz, ela passou a criar lindas coisas em sua loja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SviO1DzhJNI/AAAAAAAAAnk/zi5By_jACy4/s1600-h/15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 315px; height: 236px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SviO1DzhJNI/AAAAAAAAAnk/zi5By_jACy4/s320/15.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402224795236508882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sapatos coloridos,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SviKM70ReaI/AAAAAAAAAms/zP_nQFjlibM/s1600-h/06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 202px; height: 236px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SviKM70ReaI/AAAAAAAAAms/zP_nQFjlibM/s320/06.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402219707850914210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;caleidoscópios...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SviP3ryG8EI/AAAAAAAAAn0/iIy0NjbmYVw/s1600-h/16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 110px; height: 236px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SviP3ryG8EI/AAAAAAAAAn0/iIy0NjbmYVw/s320/16.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402225939839381570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A vida da jovem Ana deu uma guinada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SviQGD_zqzI/AAAAAAAAAn8/TD_PAG_NDAU/s1600-h/17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 236px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SviQGD_zqzI/AAAAAAAAAn8/TD_PAG_NDAU/s320/17.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402226186857458482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ela desfilava com sua roupas diferentes e a cidade pequena não acreditava no que via.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SviQxt-bY_I/AAAAAAAAAoE/WoUADIU7UnA/s1600-h/21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 194px; height: 236px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SviQxt-bY_I/AAAAAAAAAoE/WoUADIU7UnA/s320/21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402226936860337138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turistas de outras cidades vieram conhecer sua modesta loja e foi um sucesso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SviRY_4KCvI/AAAAAAAAAoM/ZJi3jiPZunM/s1600-h/20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 151px; height: 236px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SviRY_4KCvI/AAAAAAAAAoM/ZJi3jiPZunM/s320/20.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402227611680770802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eles compravam roupas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SviSM_2pGVI/AAAAAAAAAok/Csm8Dq1Bwvk/s1600-h/19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 241px; height: 236px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SviSM_2pGVI/AAAAAAAAAok/Csm8Dq1Bwvk/s320/19.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402228505027615058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chapéus...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SviSYFWBOOI/AAAAAAAAAos/q7HrgOQlHo8/s1600-h/18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 215px; height: 236px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SviSYFWBOOI/AAAAAAAAAos/q7HrgOQlHo8/s320/18.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402228695479957730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Podemos dizer que até o povo da cidade pequena se transformou com o estilo da Ana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SviU3rJdpLI/AAAAAAAAAo0/QuBO_I0EWhU/s1600-h/24.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 210px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SviU3rJdpLI/AAAAAAAAAo0/QuBO_I0EWhU/s320/24.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402231437227041970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   Para saber o desfecho dessa emocionante história, pergunte ao seu aventureiro preferido,&lt;br /&gt;mas corra, senão você dança!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3932023010687382128-4817029145087416977?l=aventurasdobau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aventurasdobau.blogspot.com/feeds/4817029145087416977/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aventurasdobau.blogspot.com/2009/11/diario-do-bau-9-de-novembro.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3932023010687382128/posts/default/4817029145087416977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3932023010687382128/posts/default/4817029145087416977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aventurasdobau.blogspot.com/2009/11/diario-do-bau-9-de-novembro.html' title='Diário &quot;Ana, Guto e Gato dançarino&quot;'/><author><name>Diário do Baú Encantado</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06823940129227332019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SviIIlRBl6I/AAAAAAAAAl8/Uxzv2YBQys0/s72-c/01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3932023010687382128.post-5248322292072929602</id><published>2009-10-25T15:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T13:38:47.536-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Diário do Baú    "Couro de Piolho"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SuTPaOH9cWI/AAAAAAAAAkE/rj54M9CUhxQ/s1600-h/012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 231px; height: 236px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SuTPaOH9cWI/AAAAAAAAAkE/rj54M9CUhxQ/s320/012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396666302871728482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Era uma vez um Rei, que tinha uma filha, cujo cabelo era preto e comprido. Um dia, quando a criada  penteava o cabelo da princesa, eis que encontrou aquele bichinho que anda com os pés na cabeça: um piolho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SuTR_vvdnlI/AAAAAAAAAkM/Nwaws0jIfRo/s1600-h/003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 206px; height: 197px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SuTR_vvdnlI/AAAAAAAAAkM/Nwaws0jIfRo/s320/003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396669146574200402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A princesa gostou do piolho e resolveu criá-lo, mas quando o Rei descobriu mandou matar, tirar o couro e fazer uma cadeira. Quem adivinhasse de que bicho era aquele couro, casaria com a princesa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SuTSyY8PlOI/AAAAAAAAAkU/lHKofbNHJHg/s1600-h/019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 203px; height: 236px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SuTSyY8PlOI/AAAAAAAAAkU/lHKofbNHJHg/s320/019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396670016627119330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muita gente se ofereceu para adivinhar o couro, mas ninguém acertou.&lt;br /&gt;A princesa foi ficando aflita com tanta demora&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SuTTyDyUoAI/AAAAAAAAAkk/vwpQ0Wh9mgs/s1600-h/002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SuTTyDyUoAI/AAAAAAAAAkk/vwpQ0Wh9mgs/s320/002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396671110459990018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Distante dalí morava o Francisco,&lt;br /&gt;um menino que vivia no mundo da lua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SuTUZaMZMNI/AAAAAAAAAk0/OtXQpHDDOj0/s1600-h/015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 185px; height: 236px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SuTUZaMZMNI/AAAAAAAAAk0/OtXQpHDDOj0/s320/015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396671786489819346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SuTUtbvl3kI/AAAAAAAAAk8/iQPA3xB0gFI/s1600-h/005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 289px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SuTUtbvl3kI/AAAAAAAAAk8/iQPA3xB0gFI/s320/005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396672130503269954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Francisco resolveu ir até o palácio tentar a sorte. No caminho ajudou uma pobre velhinha, que estava perdida.&lt;br /&gt;Em agradecimento, ela lhe deu três fios mágicos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- Quando precisar de ajuda, é só dar um nó e pedir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SuTWBO45YGI/AAAAAAAAAlE/X7d5wGmvByE/s1600-h/001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 179px; height: 276px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SuTWBO45YGI/AAAAAAAAAlE/X7d5wGmvByE/s320/001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396673570161647714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Francisco chegou no palácio, deu um nó no fio e perguntou de couro era feito. Na sua mente veio a imagem de um piolho.&lt;br /&gt;Ao ouvir a resposta certa, todos ficaram felizes, menos a princesa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SuTXB3VpXaI/AAAAAAAAAlM/ZVolTx9Q--4/s1600-h/021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 262px; height: 236px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SuTXB3VpXaI/AAAAAAAAAlM/ZVolTx9Q--4/s320/021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396674680531279266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No dia seguinte, Francisco teve como tarefa, passear com cem coelhos pelo campos. Ele teria que retornar no final do dia sem que faltasse nenhum. Quando saiu do pálacio, os coelhos correram pra todos os lados.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SuTX3uucGqI/AAAAAAAAAlU/IJyMcNT_OBQ/s1600-h/016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 189px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SuTX3uucGqI/AAAAAAAAAlU/IJyMcNT_OBQ/s320/016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396675605932284578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deu um nó no segundo fio e perguntou uma maneira de juntá-los. Apareceu uma gaita. Ele tocou e de repente todos os coelhinhos voltaram pra perto dele.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SuTYTNlg-gI/AAAAAAAAAlc/X0rXg9nW7wg/s1600-h/017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 173px; height: 236px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SuTYTNlg-gI/AAAAAAAAAlc/X0rXg9nW7wg/s320/017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396676078072822274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A princesa bolou um plano para não se casar com o Francisco. Mandou sua criada comprar dois coelhos pelo preço que fosse. A criada foi e Francisco troucou por beijos. Quando a moça passou pela porta do palácio, ele tocou a gaita e os coelhinhos voltaram.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SuTY-CFukdI/AAAAAAAAAlk/cEWWlvkZqwM/s1600-h/014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 230px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SuTY-CFukdI/AAAAAAAAAlk/cEWWlvkZqwM/s320/014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396676813721080274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No fim do dia, Francisco voltou com todos os coelhos. O rei contou e disse que haveria um último desafio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SuTZfM44nJI/AAAAAAAAAls/fm_Qwh4X0B8/s1600-h/011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 220px; height: 236px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SuTZfM44nJI/AAAAAAAAAls/fm_Qwh4X0B8/s320/011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396677383555685522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Quero que você encha, na frente de todos, esse saco cheio de mentiras!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SuTZ-UyjKNI/AAAAAAAAAl0/oqfTzkmESRs/s1600-h/010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 125px; height: 236px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SuTZ-UyjKNI/AAAAAAAAAl0/oqfTzkmESRs/s320/010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396677918252542162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se você ficou curioso pra saber o final desta história,&lt;br /&gt;vá pulando falar com seu coelho predileto.&lt;br /&gt;Ele acompanhou tudo de perto.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3932023010687382128-5248322292072929602?l=aventurasdobau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aventurasdobau.blogspot.com/feeds/5248322292072929602/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aventurasdobau.blogspot.com/2009/10/diario-do-bau-dia-21-23-de-outubro.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3932023010687382128/posts/default/5248322292072929602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3932023010687382128/posts/default/5248322292072929602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aventurasdobau.blogspot.com/2009/10/diario-do-bau-dia-21-23-de-outubro.html' title='Diário do Baú    &quot;Couro de Piolho&quot;'/><author><name>Diário do Baú Encantado</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06823940129227332019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SuTPaOH9cWI/AAAAAAAAAkE/rj54M9CUhxQ/s72-c/012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3932023010687382128.post-4542453686877945910</id><published>2009-10-21T16:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T13:40:48.091-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Diário do Baú  "Palácio dos Macacos" parte 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/St-ZUtnwZ3I/AAAAAAAAAjM/K4k8oGUkjcM/s1600-h/a5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 228px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/St-ZUtnwZ3I/AAAAAAAAAjM/K4k8oGUkjcM/s320/a5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395199459735922546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O dia marcado para a viagem chegou e Antônio finalmente conheceu sua noiva: uma macaca.&lt;br /&gt;Os dois viajaram numa linda carruagem prata e vermelha, que rapidamente chegou no palácio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/St-amSdkGuI/AAAAAAAAAjU/vjy5VtIrmkQ/s1600-h/a1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 197px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/St-amSdkGuI/AAAAAAAAAjU/vjy5VtIrmkQ/s320/a1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395200861194689250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;todos os macacos que moravam no castelo da princesa macaca, também foram convidados para a cerimônia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/St-a6vbngNI/AAAAAAAAAjc/xesBUS_Mr-g/s1600-h/a2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 128px; height: 197px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/St-a6vbngNI/AAAAAAAAAjc/xesBUS_Mr-g/s320/a2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395201212568535250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alguns foram pulando de galho em galho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/St-bN1NEDqI/AAAAAAAAAjk/IsuuSb_BZF8/s1600-h/a3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 269px; height: 197px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/St-bN1NEDqI/AAAAAAAAAjk/IsuuSb_BZF8/s320/a3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395201540535619234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No lado de fora, uma multidão se aglomerou para ver a noiva macaca&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/St-b-8hVcnI/AAAAAAAAAjs/KO8FTBSPJXM/s1600-h/a4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 171px; height: 236px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/St-b-8hVcnI/AAAAAAAAAjs/KO8FTBSPJXM/s320/a4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395202384313283186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                  No altar, Antônio e a princesa macaca&lt;br /&gt;receberam os cumprimentos de todos,&lt;br /&gt;mas quando chegou a hora do beijo,&lt;br /&gt;uma coisa supreendente aconteceu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/St-cvK5RzEI/AAAAAAAAAj0/BbMjAJeTCus/s1600-h/a7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 236px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/St-cvK5RzEI/AAAAAAAAAj0/BbMjAJeTCus/s320/a7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395203212805524546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                               o encanto se quebrou e uma linda moça apareceu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/St-dHa-akVI/AAAAAAAAAj8/nEahx6JwJ9w/s1600-h/a6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 255px; height: 197px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/St-dHa-akVI/AAAAAAAAAj8/nEahx6JwJ9w/s320/a6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395203629438898514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;a festa do casamento durou três dias e&lt;br /&gt;todo mundo que era macaco virou gente.&lt;br /&gt;agora pra saber qual dos príncipes foi&lt;br /&gt;coroado rei.&lt;br /&gt;ah! isso eu vou dar um bolo em vocês.&lt;br /&gt;pergunte ao seu aventureiro,&lt;br /&gt;ele não andou aprontando macaquices&lt;br /&gt;na sua sala?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3932023010687382128-4542453686877945910?l=aventurasdobau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aventurasdobau.blogspot.com/feeds/4542453686877945910/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aventurasdobau.blogspot.com/2009/10/diario-do-bau-de-7-9-de-setembro.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3932023010687382128/posts/default/4542453686877945910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3932023010687382128/posts/default/4542453686877945910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aventurasdobau.blogspot.com/2009/10/diario-do-bau-de-7-9-de-setembro.html' title='Diário do Baú  &quot;Palácio dos Macacos&quot; parte 2'/><author><name>Diário do Baú Encantado</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06823940129227332019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/St-ZUtnwZ3I/AAAAAAAAAjM/K4k8oGUkjcM/s72-c/a5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3932023010687382128.post-928333367141795814</id><published>2009-10-08T04:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T05:02:14.697-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O baú em forma de espetáculo interativo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/Ss3Rt_m2pPI/AAAAAAAAAjE/-JiHcmLZdbo/s1600-h/Cartaz+Principe+Dhat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 244px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/Ss3Rt_m2pPI/AAAAAAAAAjE/-JiHcmLZdbo/s320/Cartaz+Principe+Dhat.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390194917131068658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Em outubro, a Cooperação Criativa em comemoração ao mês da criança e aos seus 11 anos de atividades, está realizando o espetáculo interativo infantil "Principe Daht e a caverna do Dragão", com três horas de duração e toda a diversão que você já conhece.&lt;br /&gt;O espetáculo utilizará todo o espaço do galpão do circo, e contará com uma equipe de oito professores-atores que ajudarão  o príncipe Daht nesta incrível aventura.&lt;br /&gt;Ajude-nos a divulgar.&lt;br /&gt;Um grande abraço da equipe COOPERAÇÃO CRIATIVA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3932023010687382128-928333367141795814?l=aventurasdobau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aventurasdobau.blogspot.com/feeds/928333367141795814/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aventurasdobau.blogspot.com/2009/10/o-bau-em-forma-de-espetaculo-interativo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3932023010687382128/posts/default/928333367141795814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3932023010687382128/posts/default/928333367141795814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aventurasdobau.blogspot.com/2009/10/o-bau-em-forma-de-espetaculo-interativo.html' title='O baú em forma de espetáculo interativo'/><author><name>Diário do Baú Encantado</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06823940129227332019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/Ss3Rt_m2pPI/AAAAAAAAAjE/-JiHcmLZdbo/s72-c/Cartaz+Principe+Dhat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3932023010687382128.post-4783277992113116087</id><published>2009-10-07T08:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T13:42:33.728-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Diário do Baú  "palácio dos Macacos" parte 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/Ss3EB0fpEEI/AAAAAAAAAhM/ivFWqzsF_iQ/s1600-h/a6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 197px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/Ss3EB0fpEEI/AAAAAAAAAhM/ivFWqzsF_iQ/s320/a6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390179864582623298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Era uma vez um Rei que teve dois filhos gêmeos, os príncipes João e Antonio. Ele não sabia qual dos dois havia nascido primeiro e por esse motivo não tinha conhecimento de quem ocuparia seu trono.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/Ss3Gn3loFaI/AAAAAAAAAh8/37JfQG8ucCo/s1600-h/a1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 110px; height: 236px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/Ss3Gn3loFaI/AAAAAAAAAh8/37JfQG8ucCo/s320/a1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390182717271315874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/Ss3GoahDLDI/AAAAAAAAAiE/iKIL0Caekbs/s1600-h/a5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 84px; height: 236px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/Ss3GoahDLDI/AAAAAAAAAiE/iKIL0Caekbs/s320/a5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390182726647360562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Para solucionar o caso, mandou chamar os filhos e anunciou.                                                                                                                                                                      &lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Será o Rei quem sair pelo mundo, conseguir uma noiva e trazer um presente oferecido por ela.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Quem me trouxer o melhor presente, será o sucessor!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;João partiu e logo conheceu a filha de um marquês. Ela se interessou pela proposta e o filho do rei retornou com um maravilhoso presente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/Ss3Jxfz2k5I/AAAAAAAAAiM/sGhauCfPs-c/s1600-h/a11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 217px; height: 197px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/Ss3Jxfz2k5I/AAAAAAAAAiM/sGhauCfPs-c/s320/a11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390186181222110098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Antonio também partiu e se embrenhou pela floresta.&lt;br /&gt;Muito estranhamente encontrou um macaco vestido de mordomo, que lhe levou até um castelo abandonado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/Ss3FLIeYlBI/AAAAAAAAAhc/grm4PTXL7kw/s1600-h/a5.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/Ss3LnaRmdhI/AAAAAAAAAic/zWWpt36QYWA/s1600-h/a2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 236px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/Ss3LnaRmdhI/AAAAAAAAAic/zWWpt36QYWA/s320/a2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390188206960834066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SsyzCD1aR-I/AAAAAAAAAg8/O0yks3oBfo0/s1600-h/a1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Antonio reparou que aquele castelo estava infestado de macacos por todos os lados.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/Ss3MQeTtoPI/AAAAAAAAAik/szGGXibVB7o/s1600-h/a8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 196px; height: 197px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/Ss3MQeTtoPI/AAAAAAAAAik/szGGXibVB7o/s320/a8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390188912418070770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/Ss3M37BCTeI/AAAAAAAAAis/3vK1nfw1RbA/s1600-h/a7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 113px; height: 157px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/Ss3M37BCTeI/AAAAAAAAAis/3vK1nfw1RbA/s320/a7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390189590139260386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Antonio até aprendeu bastante com os macacos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/Ss3NlMW3YLI/AAAAAAAAAi0/PTw2Sah9tSA/s1600-h/a3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 156px; height: 197px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/Ss3NlMW3YLI/AAAAAAAAAi0/PTw2Sah9tSA/s320/a3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390190367888335026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;À noite, quando foi dormir, Antonio ouviu uma voz misteriosa de mulher, que lhe perguntou o que fazia por ali. O principe contou tudo e a voz  disse a ele que daria o presente maravilhoso, caso ele se casasse com ela.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/Ss3OU2nFlaI/AAAAAAAAAi8/A-dV7qw44KM/s1600-h/a4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 219px; height: 157px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/Ss3OU2nFlaI/AAAAAAAAAi8/A-dV7qw44KM/s320/a4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390191186684515746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Antonio aceitou e a voz então, pediu que ele fizesse uma carta para seu pai, dizendo ter encontrado uma noiva e que levaria o presente em uma semana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se você quiser saber o que vai acontecer com o príncipe Antonio, pergunte ao seu aventureiro preferido, porque em se falando de macaquices....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/3932023010687382128-4783277992113116087?l=aventurasdobau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aventurasdobau.blogspot.com/feeds/4783277992113116087/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aventurasdobau.blogspot.com/2009/10/diario-do-bau-dias-01-e-02-de-outubro.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3932023010687382128/posts/default/4783277992113116087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3932023010687382128/posts/default/4783277992113116087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aventurasdobau.blogspot.com/2009/10/diario-do-bau-dias-01-e-02-de-outubro.html' title='Diário do Baú  &quot;palácio dos Macacos&quot; parte 1'/><author><name>Diário do Baú Encantado</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06823940129227332019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/Ss3EB0fpEEI/AAAAAAAAAhM/ivFWqzsF_iQ/s72-c/a6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3932023010687382128.post-386178112888934833</id><published>2009-09-29T16:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T13:45:14.357-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Diário do Baú  "O Velho do Baobá"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SsKfNKv2piI/AAAAAAAAAek/Sf5S1Ss9wbY/s1600-h/a1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 264px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SsKfNKv2piI/AAAAAAAAAek/Sf5S1Ss9wbY/s320/a1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387043152860718626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O baú nos contou uma história&lt;br /&gt;acontecida há muitos e muitos&lt;br /&gt;anos atrás, no continente africano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SsKhoMgYdtI/AAAAAAAAAe8/Otsyb9s4Bsk/s1600-h/a6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 315px; height: 236px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SsKhoMgYdtI/AAAAAAAAAe8/Otsyb9s4Bsk/s320/a6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387045816212420306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Era uma vez um velho contador de histórias que percorria várias cidades africanas para contar&lt;br /&gt;suas aventuras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sempre que chegava numa nova aldeia, ele procurava um baobá, árvore sagrada daquele continente, para descansar em sua sombra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SsKimzpaMDI/AAAAAAAAAfE/kuFSHhQW0Fk/s1600-h/a11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 142px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SsKimzpaMDI/AAAAAAAAAfE/kuFSHhQW0Fk/s320/a11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387046891871154226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aconteceu uma vez, dele chegar num lugar&lt;br /&gt;que nunca havia visitado.&lt;br /&gt;Uma aldeia onde todos andavam descalços.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SsKjIOZqNSI/AAAAAAAAAfM/LslOpUJZ7mo/s1600-h/a2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 284px; height: 315px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SsKjIOZqNSI/AAAAAAAAAfM/LslOpUJZ7mo/s320/a2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387047465988535586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O velho contador ficou surpreso quando soube que eles nunca tinham ouvido falar em sapatos.&lt;br /&gt;O bom homem então, despediu-se e continuou seu caminho. Antes de partir, ele jurou que retornaria um dia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SsKkHF2tvLI/AAAAAAAAAfU/DEG0NTX3_ME/s1600-h/a9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 254px; height: 197px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SsKkHF2tvLI/AAAAAAAAAfU/DEG0NTX3_ME/s320/a9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387048546026241202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;passou o sol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SsKkLXF0lfI/AAAAAAAAAfc/KL3U-IFeqIk/s1600-h/a10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 255px; height: 197px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SsKkLXF0lfI/AAAAAAAAAfc/KL3U-IFeqIk/s320/a10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387048619372484082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;passou a chuva...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SsKk69569EI/AAAAAAAAAfk/3k8kqjH9TsI/s1600-h/a5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 187px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SsKk69569EI/AAAAAAAAAfk/3k8kqjH9TsI/s320/a5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387049437245404226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um dia o velho retornou àquela aldeia. Assim que chegou, sentou-se em baixo do baobá e logo reuniu muitas pessoas ao seu redor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SsKl7YHQOOI/AAAAAAAAAf0/RKMjmnGCPKk/s1600-h/a7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 315px; height: 236px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SsKl7YHQOOI/AAAAAAAAAf0/RKMjmnGCPKk/s320/a7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387050543792273634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Vim aqui para trazer uma surpresa a todos vocês! - disseo o velho&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Todos ficaram curiosos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SsKmYTAqUfI/AAAAAAAAAf8/tx3grad_w9A/s1600-h/a3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 278px; height: 157px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SsKmYTAqUfI/AAAAAAAAAf8/tx3grad_w9A/s320/a3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387051040638652914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depois de dizer, o velho mostrou uma quantidade grande de sapatos que ele havia trazido, sapatos de todas as cores, tamanhos e modelos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SsKnG7EKZDI/AAAAAAAAAgE/KicNg-lvpj4/s1600-h/a4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 197px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SsKnG7EKZDI/AAAAAAAAAgE/KicNg-lvpj4/s320/a4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387051841664738354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As pessoas, felizes da vida, se penduravam nos galhos do baobá.&lt;br /&gt;Ao perguntarem o preço, o bom homem lhes disse que cada um poderia escolher qual quisesse e em troca eles teriam que voltar ao pé do antigo baobá e contar histórias ao velho andarilho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SsKoADFRdXI/AAAAAAAAAgM/p8N5N4Q4fVY/s1600-h/a8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 227px; height: 197px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SsKoADFRdXI/AAAAAAAAAgM/p8N5N4Q4fVY/s320/a8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387052823069422962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para saber se as pessoas da aldeia cumpriram a promessa, deixando o velho contente, consulte seu aventureiro preferido.&lt;br /&gt;Ele certamente vai ter uma bela história pra te contar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3932023010687382128-386178112888934833?l=aventurasdobau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aventurasdobau.blogspot.com/feeds/386178112888934833/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aventurasdobau.blogspot.com/2009/09/diario-do-bau-23-25-de-setembro.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3932023010687382128/posts/default/386178112888934833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3932023010687382128/posts/default/386178112888934833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aventurasdobau.blogspot.com/2009/09/diario-do-bau-23-25-de-setembro.html' title='Diário do Baú  &quot;O Velho do Baobá&quot;'/><author><name>Diário do Baú Encantado</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06823940129227332019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SsKfNKv2piI/AAAAAAAAAek/Sf5S1Ss9wbY/s72-c/a1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3932023010687382128.post-3820829771109903894</id><published>2009-09-14T06:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T13:46:43.127-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Diário do Baú  "O Flautista de Hamelim" parte 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/Sq5D34nAelI/AAAAAAAAAc8/OMl6pOwMZKk/s1600-h/bb9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/Sq5D34nAelI/AAAAAAAAAc8/OMl6pOwMZKk/s320/bb9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381313232122182226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;O baú contou que depois que o flautista desapareceu com os ratos, a cidade de Hamelin voltou a ter tranquilidade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/Sq5Ef2wat_I/AAAAAAAAAdE/WS9uO8kZNhM/s1600-h/bb16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 197px; height: 197px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/Sq5Ef2wat_I/AAAAAAAAAdE/WS9uO8kZNhM/s320/bb16.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381313918819547122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Todo mundo procurou em&lt;br /&gt;todos os buracos&lt;br /&gt;e não encontrou nada. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/Sq5GN_sJh9I/AAAAAAAAAdM/pGxMQfoffMI/s1600-h/bb18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 243px; height: 197px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/Sq5GN_sJh9I/AAAAAAAAAdM/pGxMQfoffMI/s320/bb18.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381315811003172818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando souberam que poderiam&lt;br /&gt;brincar novamente,&lt;br /&gt;as crianças ficaram felizes.&lt;br /&gt;&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/Sq5GsOatsDI/AAAAAAAAAdU/tFFilpT_VkM/s1600-h/bb3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 155px; height: 197px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/Sq5GsOatsDI/AAAAAAAAAdU/tFFilpT_VkM/s320/bb3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381316330352652338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;E sem perder tempo,&lt;br /&gt;voltaram ao parque&lt;br /&gt;e brincaram bastante.&lt;br /&gt;&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/Sq5Ht69AxjI/AAAAAAAAAdc/91vuTJZ-FHs/s1600-h/bb5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 257px; height: 197px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/Sq5Ht69AxjI/AAAAAAAAAdc/91vuTJZ-FHs/s320/bb5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381317458999166514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;O flautista então, foi procurar&lt;br /&gt;o prefeito para reinvindicar&lt;br /&gt;sua recompensa, mas este,&lt;br /&gt;descumpriu o combinado&lt;br /&gt;e se negou a pagar as 50 moedas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/Sq5IbPnehbI/AAAAAAAAAdk/w4V10zGyADY/s1600-h/bb6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 233px; height: 197px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/Sq5IbPnehbI/AAAAAAAAAdk/w4V10zGyADY/s320/bb6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381318237640099250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A população de Hamelim presenciou todas as tentativas do moço em fazer o prefeito mudar de idéia, mas foi em vão.&lt;br /&gt;&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/Sq5Jg4NWRmI/AAAAAAAAAds/k_NleLirFX4/s1600-h/bb4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 171px; height: 197px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/Sq5Jg4NWRmI/AAAAAAAAAds/k_NleLirFX4/s320/bb4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381319433947334242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;O flautista voltou à cidade dias depois e tocou sua flauta novamente.&lt;br /&gt;Diz a lenda, que quando as crianças&lt;br /&gt;ouviram a linda melodia vieram até ele.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/Sq5KM_s7ikI/AAAAAAAAAd0/7lUhUykKr8E/s1600-h/bb13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 258px; height: 197px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/Sq5KM_s7ikI/AAAAAAAAAd0/7lUhUykKr8E/s320/bb13.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381320191873092162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;E ele continuou tocando e andando pelas ruas da cidade, sem que ninguém visse. Até que como encanto desapareceu com todas as crianças.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/Sq5K5D2BIvI/AAAAAAAAAeE/ilKpdLPEfPA/s1600-h/bb1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 255px; height: 197px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/Sq5K5D2BIvI/AAAAAAAAAeE/ilKpdLPEfPA/s320/bb1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381320948899193586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E agora? ficará a cidade de Hamelim vazia para sempre?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Se você quiser saber essa e outras respostas,&lt;br /&gt;façamos um combinado.&lt;br /&gt;pergunte ao aventureiro que está ao seu lado,&lt;br /&gt;pelo que sabemos,  ele também ficou encantado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3932023010687382128-3820829771109903894?l=aventurasdobau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aventurasdobau.blogspot.com/feeds/3820829771109903894/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aventurasdobau.blogspot.com/2009/09/diario-do-bau-dias-9-10-e-11-de.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3932023010687382128/posts/default/3820829771109903894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3932023010687382128/posts/default/3820829771109903894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aventurasdobau.blogspot.com/2009/09/diario-do-bau-dias-9-10-e-11-de.html' title='Diário do Baú  &quot;O Flautista de Hamelim&quot; parte 2'/><author><name>Diário do Baú Encantado</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06823940129227332019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/Sq5D34nAelI/AAAAAAAAAc8/OMl6pOwMZKk/s72-c/bb9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3932023010687382128.post-3038155529778517124</id><published>2009-09-07T12:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T13:47:59.932-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Diário do Baú  "O Flautista de Hamelim" parte 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SqVmjKpoVlI/AAAAAAAAAas/WYWu3tYm4eg/s1600-h/a21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 227px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SqVmjKpoVlI/AAAAAAAAAas/WYWu3tYm4eg/s320/a21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378818084304344658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;                Você já ouviu falar numa cidade da Alemanha chamada Hamelim? Pois, o Baú nos contou uma história muito estranha acontecida nesta pacata cidade européia, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;em 1284. Foi numa noite quente de verão, quando a cidade se viu repentinamente invadida e infestada por ratos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SqVm_DX3HdI/AAAAAAAAAa8/mia7KfMqhOw/s1600-h/a6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 183px; height: 236px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SqVm_DX3HdI/AAAAAAAAAa8/mia7KfMqhOw/s320/a6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378818563387104722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eles surgiam das tubulações,&lt;br /&gt;nos bueiros, por todos os lados,&lt;br /&gt;provocando pânico na população.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SqVq0VPS2kI/AAAAAAAAAbc/m8WXR5LIvD4/s1600-h/a5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 319px; height: 236px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SqVq0VPS2kI/AAAAAAAAAbc/m8WXR5LIvD4/s320/a5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378822777250961986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Invadiram as cozinhas e&lt;br /&gt;rolavam até em cima dos queijos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A população em apuros resolveu pedir ajuda ao prefeito, mas este, dizendo não ter dinheiro suficiente para investir em algo que pudesse deter os ratos, pediu um tempo a todos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SqVn_-59VgI/AAAAAAAAAbE/lYDb_7qVQL0/s1600-h/a14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 236px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SqVn_-59VgI/AAAAAAAAAbE/lYDb_7qVQL0/s320/a14.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378819678879438338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foi no mesmo período que apareceu em Hamelim um sujeito bastante esquisito, com roupas e chapéu coloridos. Ele dizia se chamar "flautista" e ter a solução para acabar com os ratos da cidade, mas exigia em troca um saco com cinquenta moedas de ouro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O prefeito ainda quis argumentar que não havia tanto dinheiro assim, mas a população clamou&lt;br /&gt;urgência em suas ações e o governante aceitou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SqVpaXHaXNI/AAAAAAAAAbM/mbKYuHgQFZo/s1600-h/a13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SqVpaXHaXNI/AAAAAAAAAbM/mbKYuHgQFZo/s320/a13.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378821231566544082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No mesmo momento, o flautista foi até à praça central e tocou sua flauta.&lt;br /&gt;Naquele instante, como mágica, os ratos sentaram quietinhos e permaneceram&lt;br /&gt;assim na frente do moço.&lt;br /&gt;Foi uma cena incrível de se acreditar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Flautista então, tocou uma linda canção e todos os ratinhos o seguiram, estrada a fora em direção à ponte que limitava  cidade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SqVraruW_vI/AAAAAAAAAbk/RdsFNMd3ZnM/s1600-h/a4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 139px; height: 276px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SqVraruW_vI/AAAAAAAAAbk/RdsFNMd3ZnM/s320/a4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378823436121865970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SqVraxj1dyI/AAAAAAAAAbs/nrTLw0Tp1tw/s1600-h/a3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 141px; height: 276px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SqVraxj1dyI/AAAAAAAAAbs/nrTLw0Tp1tw/s320/a3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378823437688338210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SqVrbREutXI/AAAAAAAAAb0/YjaKx1dK_0k/s1600-h/a15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 291px; height: 236px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SqVrbREutXI/AAAAAAAAAb0/YjaKx1dK_0k/s320/a15.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378823446147806578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando chegaram no rio, uma outra cena maravilhosa aconteceu,&lt;br /&gt;quer saber?&lt;br /&gt;é só deixar um pouquinho de queijo na cozinha&lt;br /&gt;quem sabe algum ratinho parecido com você&lt;br /&gt;aperece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;abaixo outras imagens da aventura&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SqVtGJjmb7I/AAAAAAAAAb8/k4dHZI6Brxc/s1600-h/a9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 210px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SqVtGJjmb7I/AAAAAAAAAb8/k4dHZI6Brxc/s320/a9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378825282375806898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SqVtGmQZJJI/AAAAAAAAAcE/0cevRULT61w/s1600-h/a8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 196px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SqVtGmQZJJI/AAAAAAAAAcE/0cevRULT61w/s320/a8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378825290079872146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SqVtHOduvLI/AAAAAAAAAcU/FA3uQWR22hE/s1600-h/a10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 301px; height: 236px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SqVtHOduvLI/AAAAAAAAAcU/FA3uQWR22hE/s320/a10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378825300873231538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SqVtG-L8QgI/AAAAAAAAAcM/JCLbWkn9ZdQ/s1600-h/a1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 315px; height: 236px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SqVtG-L8QgI/AAAAAAAAAcM/JCLbWkn9ZdQ/s320/a1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378825296503652866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SqVtHQN6lmI/AAAAAAAAAcc/IFvG_LlZTyI/s1600-h/a11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 191px; height: 157px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SqVtHQN6lmI/AAAAAAAAAcc/IFvG_LlZTyI/s320/a11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378825301343770210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;comentários, sugestões e críticas são aceitos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3932023010687382128-3038155529778517124?l=aventurasdobau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aventurasdobau.blogspot.com/feeds/3038155529778517124/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aventurasdobau.blogspot.com/2009/09/diario-do-bau-dias-2-3-e-4-de-setembro.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3932023010687382128/posts/default/3038155529778517124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3932023010687382128/posts/default/3038155529778517124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aventurasdobau.blogspot.com/2009/09/diario-do-bau-dias-2-3-e-4-de-setembro.html' title='Diário do Baú  &quot;O Flautista de Hamelim&quot; parte 1'/><author><name>Diário do Baú Encantado</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06823940129227332019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SqVmjKpoVlI/AAAAAAAAAas/WYWu3tYm4eg/s72-c/a21.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3932023010687382128.post-1348465910298359282</id><published>2009-08-28T14:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T13:49:35.288-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Diário do Baú  "João, Pobre João"  parte 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SphLITzeZlI/AAAAAAAAARk/ucnV9qQNsNs/s1600-h/A+chegada.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SphLITzeZlI/AAAAAAAAARk/ucnV9qQNsNs/s320/A+chegada.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375128761393899090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A saga da aventura de João em busca do seu sonho continuou, mas antes, as crianças brincaram de arranca-rabo em equipe, muita correria e muita atenção como preparação pros desafios que estavam por vir, pois nosso querido João, decidiu que aprenderia a lutar para conquistar castelos e poder. Enfrentou grandes dificuldades, mas nunca desistiu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SphLIr_o45I/AAAAAAAAARs/PLap8NAxVFs/s1600-h/A+canto1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 317px; height: 239px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SphLIr_o45I/AAAAAAAAARs/PLap8NAxVFs/s320/A+canto1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375128767887369106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SphLI_LQXpI/AAAAAAAAAR0/F10zWxy6ZYQ/s1600-h/A+chegada2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 189px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SphLI_LQXpI/AAAAAAAAAR0/F10zWxy6ZYQ/s320/A+chegada2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375128773036367506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;Como soldado treinou bastante todos os tipos de técnicas e apanhou muito. Como sargento aprendeu a comandar. Como coronel venceu batalhas, e como general, capturou um terrível dragão, salvando a filha de um rei. Sua fama voou longe, mas sua ambição também. De respeitado, passou a ser odiado pelo mundo todo. Virou Conde João, conquistou todos os castelos que haviam por perto e levou medo e pavor a muitas pessoas inocentes. Às vésperas de invadir e conquistar o último castelo, aquele que ficava na montanha próxima a sua casa, ele pensou nas coisas que havia feito e da maneira como tudo se transformara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SphMiE_x_iI/AAAAAAAAASE/ckvkhXa6XtI/s1600-h/B+alvo1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SphMiE_x_iI/AAAAAAAAASE/ckvkhXa6XtI/s320/B+alvo1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375130303607209506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SphNhlCAuII/AAAAAAAAATM/fPsdVcI4xPw/s1600-h/B+alvo+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 282px; height: 276px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SphNhlCAuII/AAAAAAAAATM/fPsdVcI4xPw/s320/B+alvo+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375131394538256514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SphMixe8X2I/AAAAAAAAASU/ZvHCbDSEfic/s1600-h/B+cama4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 155px; height: 276px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SphMixe8X2I/AAAAAAAAASU/ZvHCbDSEfic/s320/B+cama4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375130315549073250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SphNgUYALNI/AAAAAAAAASs/KGeIYvUynSA/s1600-h/B+trap+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 224px; height: 276px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SphNgUYALNI/AAAAAAAAASs/KGeIYvUynSA/s320/B+trap+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375131372887223506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SphNhaSunhI/AAAAAAAAATE/SAqyp43SxPc/s1600-h/B+corda.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 194px; height: 276px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SphNhaSunhI/AAAAAAAAATE/SAqyp43SxPc/s320/B+corda.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375131391655583250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No dia seguinte ele comandou seu exército e subiu a montanha em direção ao cume.&lt;br /&gt;O rei quando viu aquele batalhão se aproximando, mandou os guardas anunciaram que todos se renderiam em troca de não machucarem ninguém.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SphOf7kHshI/AAAAAAAAATU/Rcx1L8GNTd4/s1600-h/B+cenico3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SphOf7kHshI/AAAAAAAAATU/Rcx1L8GNTd4/s320/B+cenico3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375132465738789394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SphOgLDzdeI/AAAAAAAAATc/_rjkXnBptlI/s1600-h/B+cenico.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SphOgLDzdeI/AAAAAAAAATc/_rjkXnBptlI/s320/B+cenico.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375132469898212834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Pedimos paz! Disse o monarca.&lt;br /&gt;A princesa mesma se ajoelhou implorando a piedade ao bravo guerreiro. Foi a primeira vez que João a viu de tão perto. Lá mesmo ele disse que eles se casariam.&lt;br /&gt;Durante os preparativos pro casamento ele notou que a jovem andava sempre muito triste, mesmo ele voltando a ser doce e gentil, como no trato com as ovelhas no tempo que era moço. Mostrando certa preocupação, ele se aproximou e perguntou à princesa o porque de tanta tristeza.&lt;br /&gt;- por um acaso o seu coração está comprometido com outra pessoa?&lt;br /&gt;A princesa ficou meio sem jeito, mas não titubeou. Levou o Conde João até a janela da torre e confessou-lhe:&lt;br /&gt;Ela disse que se vocês querem realmente saber o final desta emocionante aventura, perguntem aos nobres aventureiros de seus palácios, eles aprenderam bastante que a ganância traz muitos problemas pro futuro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;abaixo mais imagens da aventura&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SphLJeA6JgI/AAAAAAAAAR8/E6lZrOUW3pM/s1600-h/A+canto2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 218px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SphLJeA6JgI/AAAAAAAAAR8/E6lZrOUW3pM/s320/A+canto2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375128781314467330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;     &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SphNgh22hnI/AAAAAAAAAS0/DxUfUKm6y5A/s1600-h/B+trap+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SphNgh22hnI/AAAAAAAAAS0/DxUfUKm6y5A/s1600-h/B+trap+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; 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 parte 2'/><author><name>Diário do Baú Encantado</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06823940129227332019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SphLITzeZlI/AAAAAAAAARk/ucnV9qQNsNs/s72-c/A+chegada.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3932023010687382128.post-5008067933560181659</id><published>2009-08-21T15:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T13:55:49.720-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Diário do Baú  "João, Pobre João"  parte 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/So8qYf_aaVI/AAAAAAAAAQo/_jRCLlnW79o/s1600-h/A+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 283px; height: 202px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/So8qYf_aaVI/AAAAAAAAAQo/_jRCLlnW79o/s320/A+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372559480868989266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/So8qX33OdMI/AAAAAAAAAQg/PWDEvMFBMog/s1600-h/A9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 283px; height: 199px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/So8qX33OdMI/AAAAAAAAAQg/PWDEvMFBMog/s320/A9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372559470097233090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;O baú disse que era uma vez um lugar muito bonito, onde o sol brilhava o ano todo. Nesse lugar havia uma montanha, um campo muito verde e uma casinha no meio de tudo isso. Nessa casinha morava João e sua família. Lá eles criavam ovelhas e cabras que lhes davam lã e leite e também cultivavam uma horta e um jardim bem florido. Tudo parecia muito feliz, mas João se sentia triste.&lt;br /&gt;Seus olhos estavam sempre voltados para o alto. Se ele estivesse pastoreando ou colhendo verduras, olhava sempre para o alto, exatamente na mesma direção. O sonho de João estava no alto da montanha, onde havia um maravilhoso castelo.&lt;br /&gt;Ele dizia: - Um dia esse castelo vai ser meu!&lt;br /&gt;No castelo, morava o rei, a rainha e toda sua corte. O lugar era divino, cheio de riquezas e belezas, onde se dizia, a mais maravilhosa ser a princesa. Uma moça linda que tocava cítara e cantava na sua janela da torre rosada, todas as tardes. João não sabia se queria se casar com a princesa, se queria dominar o rei ou se somente desejava morar no castelo.&lt;br /&gt;Um dia comunicou aos pais a vontade de ir embora, de buscar sua fortuna. O pai ficou zangado, a mãe chorou e seus irmãos perguntaram, porque partir? Não seria feliz?&lt;br /&gt;- Não sei, disse João, só sei que devo partir.&lt;br /&gt;E foi. Tomou o rumo da estrada e seguiu caminhando durante dias até encontrar uma aldeia. Procurou uma hospedaria e disse que não possuía dinheiro. Conseguiu um lugar para dormir e um prato de comida em troca de trabalho. Trabalhou de manhã junto a um ferreiro fazendo espadas e facões, de tarde limpava estátuas num museu, e de noite, ajudava o alfaiate a dobrar e cortar tecidos. Durante três anos juntou bastante dinheiro e decidiu partir.&lt;br /&gt;- como partir? Não és feliz aqui? Ficastes até rico. Procure uma mulher, se case e fique por aqui.&lt;br /&gt;João agradeceu e partiu. Antes disso, comprou roupas novas e bonitas e um cavalo branco todo bem enfeitado. Viajou meio mundo e foi parar na frente do velho castelo do alto da montanha.&lt;br /&gt;Bateu à porta e pediu para falar com o rei. Quando o guarda veio atender ouviu de João a proposta de que queria comprar o castelo.&lt;br /&gt;- diga ao rei fazer seu preço, eu trouxe bastante dinheiro – mostrando o saco de moedas pendurado ao cavalo.&lt;br /&gt;O guarda, irritado e achando que se tratava de um louco varrido, deu um empurrão no João, que caiu longe e ficou no chão.&lt;br /&gt;Apareceu um nobre que ajudou João a levantar e perguntou o ocorrido. O rapaz contou e o nobre deu risadas.&lt;br /&gt;- ora meu jovem, então você acha que é assim que se conquista um castelo? Comprando com um saco de moedas? Um castelo tem que ser conquistado em guerra, em batalhas... os vitoriosos se apoderam das propriedades dos derrotados...&lt;br /&gt;João ouvia tudo atentamente.&lt;br /&gt;- você por um acaso, já salvou uma princesa em apuros? Já enfrentou um dragão? Meu rapaz, você precisa aprender muitas coisas nessa vida. Falou e partiu.&lt;br /&gt;Se vocês quiserem saber qual a decisão de João, perguntem ao nobre filho que existe no seu palácio, ele andou passeando por esses lados da montanha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/So8pyNaQkfI/AAAAAAAAAQY/U79vvVYs9A8/s1600-h/A11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 227px; height: 189px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/So8pyNaQkfI/AAAAAAAAAQY/U79vvVYs9A8/s320/A11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372558823046287858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/So8pxu5TyJI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/C-Qx4H6KPSM/s1600-h/A5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 227px; height: 153px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/So8pxu5TyJI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/C-Qx4H6KPSM/s320/A5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372558814855022738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/So8pxcKuhzI/AAAAAAAAAQI/SmCvwr_UWuM/s1600-h/A2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; 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	mso-para-margin:0cm; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman";} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-indent: 54pt; line-height: 150%;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Nessas duas primeiras semanas de reencontro com nossos queridos aventureiros, a história que o velho baú nos contou veio de um lugar bem frio e nublado, no norte da Europa, onde uma certa vez, numa estrada sinuosa e gelada, caminhava um mendigo. Ele estava bastante cansado, com fome e necessitava urgentemente de ajuda. Ao chegar próximo de um vilarejo encontrou casas com luzes acesas. Resolveu pedir comida. Ele pensou:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-indent: 54pt; line-height: 150%;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-indent: 54pt; line-height: 150%;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SoyDK2vZyJI/AAAAAAAAAEk/-Z-3XhYZOkM/s1600-h/02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 283px; height: 205px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SoyDK2vZyJI/AAAAAAAAAEk/-Z-3XhYZOkM/s320/02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371812678062426258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-indent: 54pt; line-height: 150%;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:blue;"  &gt;- &lt;i style=""&gt;Os mendigos existem para que as pessoas mostrem seu lado bom...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-indent: 54pt; line-height: 150%;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Chegou na porta de uma casa e bateu. Um rosto apareceu na janela embaçada e logo sumiu. Depois, o silêncio. O mendigo bateu em outra porta e nada.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-indent: 54pt; line-height: 150%;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;O mendigo foi de porta em porta, mas ninguém o atendeu. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Encontrou uma Casa de Oração com a porta aberta e entrou. Lá ele encontrou o zelador, sentado perto de uma lareira e o cumprimentou:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-indent: 54pt; line-height: 150%;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt;- Que a paz esteja com você, meu amigo!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-indent: 54pt; line-height: 150%;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SoyEH8YWeXI/AAAAAAAAAFE/pWHzcXmWyD4/s1600-h/22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 193px; height: 255px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SoyEH8YWeXI/AAAAAAAAAFE/pWHzcXmWyD4/s320/22.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371813727548373362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-indent: 54pt; line-height: 150%;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;O zelador nem sequer notou a presença do mendigo, que tentou outras vezes, mas não teve sucesso. Ele teve uma idéia. Agarrou um de seus botões do casaco e puxou com força. Arrancou um, arrancou outro, mais outro. O zelador não disse uma palavra, mas já olhava curioso para o mendigo. O mendigo contou os botões, havia cinco. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-indent: 54pt; line-height: 150%;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:blue;"  &gt;- &lt;i style=""&gt;Ah se eu tivesse mais um botão!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Ele falou. O zelador continuou calado.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-indent: 54pt; line-height: 150%;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt;- Ah! Se eu tivesse mais um botão....&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-indent: 54pt; line-height: 150%;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Finalmente o zelador, dizendo que ninguém daquele lugar estava acostumado a dar nada pra ninguém, por isso, ele nunca teria mais um botão. Porém, curioso, quis saber o que ele faria com mais um botão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-indent: 54pt; line-height: 150%;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SoyFOKRJvmI/AAAAAAAAAFU/0YgJl4VU2_s/s1600-h/17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 283px; height: 216px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SoyFOKRJvmI/AAAAAAAAAFU/0YgJl4VU2_s/s320/17.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371814933867118178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-indent: 54pt; line-height: 150%;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:blue;"  &gt;- &lt;i style=""&gt;Eu faria uma deliciosa sopa de botões para todos desta cidade&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; .&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-indent: 54pt; line-height: 150%;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;O zelador riu, zombando do mendigo, mas este lhe garantiu que faria realmente uma sopa, caso ele lhe trouxesse outro botão. O zelador, convencido, saiu correndo até a casa do alfaiate e lhe pediu o botão. O alfaiate perguntou pra que seria e o zelador explicou. Ele duvidou que alguém faria uma sopa com aquele botão e resolveu ver com seus próprios olhos. De lá foram para a casa de Dona Lea, conseguir uma panela grande e colher de pau. Ao saber de tudo, ela também se ofereceu pra ir junto. Dona Sara, que cedeu os pratos e Senhor Mendell, que emprestou as colheres, fizeram a mesma coisa. Quando o zelador viu, quase todos da cidade estavam indo em direção à Casa de Oração.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-indent: 54pt; line-height: 150%;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SoyGJSwtqXI/AAAAAAAAAF0/s3Cl6nBEWQM/s1600-h/28.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 283px; height: 233px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qauAFc8F574/SoyGJSwtqXI/AAAAAAAAAF0/s3Cl6nBEWQM/s320/28.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371815949759261042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-indent: 54pt; line-height: 150%;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Ao chegarem lá, se reuniram em torno do mendigo o viram preparar a fogo, aquecer a água e despejar os botões. Ficou lá, mexendo e remexendo pra lá e pra cá, aos olhos de todos. Depois de um tempo, provou um pouco do caldo e disse:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-indent: 54pt; line-height: 150%;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt;- está ficando muito bom, mas se tivesse um pouco de sal....&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-indent: 54pt; line-height: 150%;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Rapidamente Dona Vera foi buscar e ainda trouxe um maço de salsinha que tinha de sobra na dispensa. Seguindo esse exemplo, cada um foi até sua casa buscar o que tinha de legumes e verduras. Trouxeram e despejaram na panela fervente.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-indent: 54pt; line-height: 150%;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;O mendigo continuou fazendo a sopa enquanto todos observavam atentamente. Agora, se você deseja se deliciar com o final desta história, pergunte ao seu aventureiro preferido. 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