<?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-8749829111890170133</id><updated>2011-04-21T15:34:58.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ALGUMAS COISINHAS ASSIM</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oficinadeblogdomarcelo.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8749829111890170133/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oficinadeblogdomarcelo.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Marcelo Fernandes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02967649692138429207</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>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8749829111890170133.post-6877472908435439483</id><published>2008-12-04T06:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T07:05:46.741-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Finalmente chegamos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Como foi bom estar com vocês, brincar com vocês,blogar com vocês ,parece xuxa falando!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O importante é que chegou o final do semestre e para mim foi uma experiência sui generis.&lt;br /&gt;Agradeço aos meus colegas por me proporcionarem momentos agradáveis e a professora Eliana por desbravar as nossas mentes e incentivar o gosto da escrita que estava oculto em nós.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nos veremos no outro semestre!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feliz Natal e um próspero Ano Novo para todos!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8749829111890170133-6877472908435439483?l=oficinadeblogdomarcelo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oficinadeblogdomarcelo.blogspot.com/feeds/6877472908435439483/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8749829111890170133&amp;postID=6877472908435439483&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8749829111890170133/posts/default/6877472908435439483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8749829111890170133/posts/default/6877472908435439483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oficinadeblogdomarcelo.blogspot.com/2008/12/finalmente-chegamos-como-foi-bom-estar.html' title=''/><author><name>Marcelo Fernandes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02967649692138429207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8749829111890170133.post-5966244077043981226</id><published>2008-12-02T11:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T11:11:38.485-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Frases inteligentes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;"O pior cego é aquele que não quer ver, não que comer,não que trabalha, enfim, não quer fazer porra nenhuma!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Quem é vivo, sempre aparece... nas horas mais impróprias!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Em rio que tem piranha ...leve camisinha"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Os últimos serão os primeiros... a tomar bronca pelo atraso"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8749829111890170133-5966244077043981226?l=oficinadeblogdomarcelo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oficinadeblogdomarcelo.blogspot.com/feeds/5966244077043981226/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8749829111890170133&amp;postID=5966244077043981226&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8749829111890170133/posts/default/5966244077043981226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8749829111890170133/posts/default/5966244077043981226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oficinadeblogdomarcelo.blogspot.com/2008/12/frases-inteligentes-o-pior-cego-aquele.html' title=''/><author><name>Marcelo Fernandes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02967649692138429207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8749829111890170133.post-6108271246305270342</id><published>2008-12-01T12:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T13:09:18.878-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Que situação&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na sexta passada,quando eu estava voltando da UFBA, eu tirei um cochilo no buzú, de repente eu despertei, quando olho, o ônibus estava parado em um posto de saúde, o cobrador e o motorista estava fora do carro. Eu perguntei a passageira o que estava acontecendo e ela me respondeu dizendo que uma menina tinha passado mal. O problema é que se tivesse ocorrido um assalto ou coisa pior eu tinha morrido ali mesmo, dormindo, no fundo do buzú.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8749829111890170133-6108271246305270342?l=oficinadeblogdomarcelo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oficinadeblogdomarcelo.blogspot.com/feeds/6108271246305270342/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8749829111890170133&amp;postID=6108271246305270342&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8749829111890170133/posts/default/6108271246305270342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8749829111890170133/posts/default/6108271246305270342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oficinadeblogdomarcelo.blogspot.com/2008/12/que-situao-eu-estava-tirando-um-cochilo.html' title=''/><author><name>Marcelo Fernandes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02967649692138429207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8749829111890170133.post-8380485001527613689</id><published>2008-11-27T09:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T09:59:12.741-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Algumas pessoas deveriam pensar nisso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; A ingratidão é um certificado que damos a nós mesmo de que não temos nada de bom dentro da gente para dar ao próximo, nem mesmo somos capaz de reconhecer o bem que nos fizeram!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quem recebe o que não merece, poucas vezes o agradece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O invejoso é, sempre, um ingrato.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A DOR DA INGRATIDÃO&lt;br /&gt;Compreendo-o, bom Amigo.&lt;br /&gt;A ingratidão dói, magoa, tortura, asfixia. Mas aguenta-se. E sobretudo não pode ser entrave à única tarefa que vale: fazer o bem.&lt;br /&gt;O bem deve ser feito. E recompensa por si mesmo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8749829111890170133-8380485001527613689?l=oficinadeblogdomarcelo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oficinadeblogdomarcelo.blogspot.com/feeds/8380485001527613689/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8749829111890170133&amp;postID=8380485001527613689&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8749829111890170133/posts/default/8380485001527613689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8749829111890170133/posts/default/8380485001527613689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oficinadeblogdomarcelo.blogspot.com/2008/11/algumas-pessoas-deveriam-pensar-nisso.html' title=''/><author><name>Marcelo Fernandes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02967649692138429207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8749829111890170133.post-2716416148253629768</id><published>2008-11-13T16:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T17:01:25.114-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Pense nisso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Às vezes desprezamos quem nos ama para amar quem nos despreza.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8749829111890170133-2716416148253629768?l=oficinadeblogdomarcelo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oficinadeblogdomarcelo.blogspot.com/feeds/2716416148253629768/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8749829111890170133&amp;postID=2716416148253629768&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8749829111890170133/posts/default/2716416148253629768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8749829111890170133/posts/default/2716416148253629768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oficinadeblogdomarcelo.blogspot.com/2008/11/pense-nisso-s-vezes-desprezamos-quem.html' title=''/><author><name>Marcelo Fernandes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02967649692138429207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8749829111890170133.post-3508218390442516627</id><published>2008-11-06T12:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T12:55:44.592-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;O que você faria?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu estava sentado num ônibus estudando,quando um cara ficou em pé perto de mim escutando música bem alto. O pior que era num curralzinho do ônibus,  e o som estava bem nos meus ouvidos,e o pior tocando pagode.Eu tinha duas escolhas: Opção A: eu pediria por favor para ele abaixar o som. Opção B: eu sairia de fininho.&lt;br /&gt;O problema é que eu queria escolher a opção A,mas quando eu olhava para a cara do indivíduo,eu não conseguia dizer nada.O cara era do tipo pitbull,miserê. Fiquei com a opção B, e saí pianinho. É mole!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8749829111890170133-3508218390442516627?l=oficinadeblogdomarcelo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oficinadeblogdomarcelo.blogspot.com/feeds/3508218390442516627/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8749829111890170133&amp;postID=3508218390442516627&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8749829111890170133/posts/default/3508218390442516627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8749829111890170133/posts/default/3508218390442516627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oficinadeblogdomarcelo.blogspot.com/2008/11/o-que-voc-faria-eu-estava-sentado-num.html' title=''/><author><name>Marcelo Fernandes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02967649692138429207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8749829111890170133.post-1507237804090705949</id><published>2008-10-23T16:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T17:10:23.484-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Memória&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amar o perdido&lt;br /&gt;deixa confundido&lt;br /&gt;este coração.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nada pode o olvido&lt;br /&gt;contra o sem sentido&lt;br /&gt;apelo do Não.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As coisas tangíveis&lt;br /&gt;tornam-se insensíveis&lt;br /&gt;à palma da mão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas as coisas findas&lt;br /&gt;muito mais que lindas,&lt;br /&gt;essas ficarão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carlos Drummond de Andrade&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8749829111890170133-1507237804090705949?l=oficinadeblogdomarcelo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oficinadeblogdomarcelo.blogspot.com/feeds/1507237804090705949/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8749829111890170133&amp;postID=1507237804090705949&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8749829111890170133/posts/default/1507237804090705949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8749829111890170133/posts/default/1507237804090705949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oficinadeblogdomarcelo.blogspot.com/2008/10/memria-amar-o-perdido-deixa-confundido.html' title=''/><author><name>Marcelo Fernandes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02967649692138429207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8749829111890170133.post-5093264160976309599</id><published>2008-10-16T11:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T14:47:08.948-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Uma aula diferente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foi muito divertido à aula de oficina do dia 10/10/08. A professora Eliana e América juntaram as turmas. Encontrei na sala além dos meus colegas de outras matérias, outros colegas que eu não conhecia e acabei fazendo amizade.&lt;br /&gt;Ocorreu um seminário que foi superinterressante, alguns alunos ficaram com vergonha de fazer o seminário, porque havia alunos diferentes na sala,porém com o tempo foram se soltando.&lt;br /&gt;Eu gostei muito do debate que ocorreu durante e depois das apresentações. Alguns colegas são tão engraçados, imagine quando eu me enturma vai ser uma palhaçada.&lt;br /&gt;O seminário foi bom para esses estudantes e também para nós que estavamos lá, porque ajuda a perder a vergonha de apresentar.&lt;br /&gt;Houve um break para o lanche, mas eu não comi nada, eu fui tirar uma xerox quando voltei só bebi um dedinho de coca-cola como diria minha mãe.&lt;br /&gt;Foi legal o tema do seminário sobre literatura,ainda mais quando rafael citou Aristóteles e lembramos da prova de literatura. Foi interessante o tema ,meio chato,mas quem está na chuva é para se molhar, deu para aprender "Algumas coisinhas assim".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8749829111890170133-5093264160976309599?l=oficinadeblogdomarcelo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oficinadeblogdomarcelo.blogspot.com/feeds/5093264160976309599/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8749829111890170133&amp;postID=5093264160976309599&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8749829111890170133/posts/default/5093264160976309599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8749829111890170133/posts/default/5093264160976309599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oficinadeblogdomarcelo.blogspot.com/2008/10/um-aula-diferente-foi-muito-divertido.html' title=''/><author><name>Marcelo Fernandes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02967649692138429207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8749829111890170133.post-67129595005871002</id><published>2008-10-09T15:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T16:02:49.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Nosso mundo hoje&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O mundo está perdido!&lt;br /&gt;Tantas mortes e destruição.&lt;br /&gt;Tantos estragos e poluição.&lt;br /&gt;Tanta gente de fome morrendo.&lt;br /&gt;Tantos animais extinguindo-se e desaparecendo.&lt;br /&gt;Tanta gente rica que não reparte com ninguém.&lt;br /&gt;Tantos problemas que os governos têm.&lt;br /&gt;Tantas guerras arrasando nações.&lt;br /&gt;Tantos acidentes, tantas explosões.&lt;br /&gt;Tantas pessoas analfabetas, tantas sem onde morar.&lt;br /&gt;Tantos adoecendo, sem remédio para se tratar.&lt;br /&gt;O ser humano perdeu a razão.&lt;br /&gt;Se afogou na própria ambição.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clarice Pacheco&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8749829111890170133-67129595005871002?l=oficinadeblogdomarcelo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oficinadeblogdomarcelo.blogspot.com/feeds/67129595005871002/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8749829111890170133&amp;postID=67129595005871002&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8749829111890170133/posts/default/67129595005871002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8749829111890170133/posts/default/67129595005871002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oficinadeblogdomarcelo.blogspot.com/2008/10/nosso-mundo-hoje-o-mundo-est-perdido.html' title=''/><author><name>Marcelo Fernandes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02967649692138429207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8749829111890170133.post-1009925573092898921</id><published>2008-10-03T11:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T12:12:55.587-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Garota de Programa Enganosa"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu vi um anúncio no jornal e liguei para uma garota de programa, pelo anúncio se percebia que ela era bonita, eu liguei e marcamos para se encontrar em seu apartamento,quando ela abriu a porta eu tive uma decepção,não era o que eu realmente queria, como já tinha marcado, imaginei de cancelar o programa.&lt;br /&gt;Como diz o ditado "O que tá dentro deixa" mandei vê e sai de fininho.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8749829111890170133-1009925573092898921?l=oficinadeblogdomarcelo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oficinadeblogdomarcelo.blogspot.com/feeds/1009925573092898921/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8749829111890170133&amp;postID=1009925573092898921&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8749829111890170133/posts/default/1009925573092898921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8749829111890170133/posts/default/1009925573092898921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oficinadeblogdomarcelo.blogspot.com/2008/10/garota-de-programa-enganosa-eu-vi-um.html' title=''/><author><name>Marcelo Fernandes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02967649692138429207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8749829111890170133.post-3132618305212083652</id><published>2008-10-03T11:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T11:27:49.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Citação&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" O mundo é livro,e quem fica sentado em casa lê somente uma página"&lt;br /&gt;Santo Agostinho&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8749829111890170133-3132618305212083652?l=oficinadeblogdomarcelo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oficinadeblogdomarcelo.blogspot.com/feeds/3132618305212083652/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8749829111890170133&amp;postID=3132618305212083652&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8749829111890170133/posts/default/3132618305212083652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8749829111890170133/posts/default/3132618305212083652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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que é política!?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8749829111890170133-3064667044564217383?l=oficinadeblogdomarcelo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oficinadeblogdomarcelo.blogspot.com/feeds/3064667044564217383/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8749829111890170133&amp;postID=3064667044564217383&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8749829111890170133/posts/default/3064667044564217383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8749829111890170133/posts/default/3064667044564217383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oficinadeblogdomarcelo.blogspot.com/2008/09/votem-certo-como-o-governo-gasta-com.html' title=''/><author><name>Marcelo Fernandes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02967649692138429207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8749829111890170133.post-8106832600315891831</id><published>2008-09-11T18:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T18:23:09.418-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello folks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje faz sete anos que os Estados Unidos sofreram o atentado que marcou a História mundial.&lt;br /&gt;Aí vai uma pergunta como uma super potência cultural, política, econômica e bélica não se antecipou ao ataque? e quais os reais motivos deles invadirem o Iraque? isso é coisa para se pensar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A verdade é uma construção social.Não há uma História original"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8749829111890170133-8106832600315891831?l=oficinadeblogdomarcelo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oficinadeblogdomarcelo.blogspot.com/feeds/8106832600315891831/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8749829111890170133&amp;postID=8106832600315891831&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8749829111890170133/posts/default/8106832600315891831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8749829111890170133/posts/default/8106832600315891831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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