<?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-9976976</id><updated>2011-11-27T23:44:27.128Z</updated><category term='pregunta'/><category term='lingua'/><category term='frase'/><category term='metafora'/><category term='poesía'/><category term='frases'/><category term='cuco'/><category term='plagio'/><category term='refleçoes'/><title type='text'>C h o v e r á ?</title><subtitle type='html'>E CHOVERÁ? ... SE CADRA SI ... OU PODE QUE NOM ... PERO TANTO NOS TEN ... JÁ ESTAMOS AFEITOS ... TANTO A QUE CHOVA ... COMA A QUE NOM CHOVA ...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>gallaecus</name><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>215</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9976976.post-4777042715699263829</id><published>2011-06-18T09:05:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-18T09:05:36.192+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SPAIN'S SECRET CONFLICT from Jordi SF on Vimeo.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/feeds/4777042715699263829/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9976976&amp;postID=4777042715699263829&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/4777042715699263829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/4777042715699263829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/2011/06/spains-secret-conflict-from-jordi-sf-on.html' title=''/><author><name>gallaecus</name><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-9976976.post-2586120312409363852</id><published>2011-05-25T23:14:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T00:10:26.847+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>


O DIREITO AUTODERMINACIÓN de povos e nações é conhecido (entre outros) dos seguintes tratados internacionais:


- No artigo 1.2. Fundador da Carta das Nações Unidas (1945).

- No Pactos Internacionais sobre Direitos Civis, Políticos, Económicos e Sociais (1966).

- Resolução 2625 (XXV) da ONU (1970).

- No Tratado de Helsinque (1975).

- A Carta de Argel (1976).

- A Carta da apresentação das </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/feeds/2586120312409363852/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9976976&amp;postID=2586120312409363852&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/2586120312409363852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/2586120312409363852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/2011/05/blog-post_25.html' title=''/><author><name>gallaecus</name><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/' 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Sentença em espanhol apoia-se na RAG para denegar a galeguizaçom reintegracionista dos apelidos de umha vizinha de Ponte AreiasSegundo essa sentença atualmente é mais fácil no estado espanhol mudar legalmente de sexo que recuperar os nossos apelos.
 E quando alguém ainda conserva a grafia histórica, como Feijó o actual presidente da junta, opta-se pela pronúncia castelhana.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/feeds/5238478423879461002/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9976976&amp;postID=5238478423879461002&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/5238478423879461002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/5238478423879461002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/2011/01/apelos.html' title='Apelos'/><author><name>gallaecus</name><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/_2Je6L-frcO4/TSycnapZyFI/AAAAAAAAAlU/IGToOGKDJwo/s72-c/63279_10150107611617629_73152642628_7845063_7467097_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9976976.post-7749115872385587423</id><published>2010-07-31T05:59:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T06:02:47.036+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Cunqueiro</title><summary type='text'>Cunqueiro

 "Eu  quis e quero que a fala galega durase e continuasse, porque a  duração da fala é a única possibilidade que nós duremos como povo. Eu  quis que continuasse Galiza e, ao lado da pátria terrena, da pátria que é  a terra e os mortos,  haja estas pátria é a língua nossa. Se de mim um dia, depois de morto,  se quisesse fazer um elogio, e eu estivesse dando a grama na terra  nossa, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/feeds/7749115872385587423/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9976976&amp;postID=7749115872385587423&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/7749115872385587423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/7749115872385587423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/2010/07/cunqueiro.html' title='Cunqueiro'/><author><name>gallaecus</name><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/_2Je6L-frcO4/TFOtfNJSzmI/AAAAAAAAAkY/cARI4zohRY0/s72-c/cunqueiro001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9976976.post-6458905765187942339</id><published>2010-07-31T05:54:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T05:54:45.443+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Projeto de curta-metragem</title><summary type='text'>Projeto de curta-metragem 
"Chama Burro O Cavalo" 
Vixesimoquinta variação pós-industrial do Quixote 

Sequência 1 corredor. Interior dia. 
Depois da porta que vemos ouvimos ao longe: 
- Há que se foder! ... que disseram na tele. 
De repente abre a porta e aparece Pepino devidamente vestido com um terno escuro e camisa branca garabata. Chega correndo, mas ainda tem folêgo para gritar com todas as</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/feeds/6458905765187942339/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9976976&amp;postID=6458905765187942339&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/6458905765187942339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/6458905765187942339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/2010/07/projeto-de-curta-metragem.html' title='Projeto de curta-metragem'/><author><name>gallaecus</name><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-9976976.post-8680035518577498784</id><published>2010-07-31T05:43:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T05:43:11.742+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Hipercentro</title><summary type='text'>HIPERCENTRO 
Veja  você que bem me vinha o cabo este, é um prolongamento de três tomadas  poderia tirar toda aquela chafallada que tenho lá que um dia destes há  um cortocircuito e estálame tudo. Embora não sei se me vai dar para colocar o computador no canto. Lá estaria melhor e estorbaría menos. Parece de boa qualidade, tem tomada de terra e tudo. Não está muito mal de preço, não sei se levá-lo</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/feeds/8680035518577498784/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9976976&amp;postID=8680035518577498784&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/8680035518577498784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/8680035518577498784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/2010/07/hipercentro.html' title='Hipercentro'/><author><name>gallaecus</name><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/_2Je6L-frcO4/TFOnaS5vlgI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/fIagNCl-6Ag/s72-c/4693857-zoom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9976976.post-8074648689002518464</id><published>2010-07-31T05:21:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T05:31:27.574+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Roteiro de rádio</title><summary type='text'>Roteiro de rádio 

Daquela,  olha TI que avanços
 (Música) 
Locutor: Olá, boa tarde. Hoje é um dia histórico em nossa emissora. Terão vocês a oportunidade de ouvir pela primeira vez na Europa um novo jeito de fazer rádio. Nosso diretor, explicaralles varejo a nova experiência. 
(Música) 
Diretor:  Hoje é um dia de muita alegria para nós, uma emissora institucional  como a nossa tem que ir decote </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/feeds/8074648689002518464/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9976976&amp;postID=8074648689002518464&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/8074648689002518464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/8074648689002518464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/2010/07/roteiro-de-radio.html' title='Roteiro de rádio'/><author><name>gallaecus</name><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/_2Je6L-frcO4/TFOkp0iTqiI/AAAAAAAAAkI/_PnNeJE0-oU/s72-c/106radio.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9976976.post-103538642772462168</id><published>2010-04-06T15:41:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T15:41:15.612+01:00</updated><title type='text'>É primavera</title><summary type='text'>

Hoje escoitei ao cuco, ja é primavera.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/feeds/103538642772462168/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9976976&amp;postID=103538642772462168&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/103538642772462168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/103538642772462168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/2010/04/e-primavera.html' title='É primavera'/><author><name>gallaecus</name><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/_2Je6L-frcO4/S7tH3fj87DI/AAAAAAAAAjc/gWD_YGdyMzI/s72-c/Cuco-w2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9976976.post-8339812320963325042</id><published>2010-03-10T02:35:00.001Z</published><updated>2010-03-10T02:35:02.072Z</updated><title type='text'>Historia</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/feeds/8339812320963325042/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9976976&amp;postID=8339812320963325042&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/8339812320963325042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/8339812320963325042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/2010/03/historia.html' title='Historia'/><author><name>gallaecus</name><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-9976976.post-2444539402542445045</id><published>2009-11-30T18:47:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-11-30T18:50:16.059Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poesía'/><title type='text'>Ao Desconcerto do Mundo</title><summary type='text'>Ao Desconcerto do Mundo   de  Luís Vaz de Camões              Os bons vi sempre passarNo mundo graves tormentos;E para mais me espantar,Os maus vi sempre nadarEm mar de contentamentos. Cuidando alcançar assimO bem tão mal ordenado,Fui mau, mas fui castigado.Assim que, só para mim,Anda o mundo concertado.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/feeds/2444539402542445045/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9976976&amp;postID=2444539402542445045&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/2444539402542445045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/2444539402542445045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/2009/11/ao-desconcerto-do-mundo.html' title='Ao Desconcerto do Mundo'/><author><name>gallaecus</name><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-9976976.post-218642523273914816</id><published>2009-10-13T23:52:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T00:01:06.621+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Toponimia</title><summary type='text'>Andam pela cidade da Torre falando de cal é o topónimo correcto para a cidade. Nom será Corunha?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/feeds/218642523273914816/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9976976&amp;postID=218642523273914816&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/218642523273914816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/218642523273914816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/2009/10/toponimia.html' title='Toponimia'/><author><name>gallaecus</name><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/_2Je6L-frcO4/StUFuoWOIKI/AAAAAAAAAiM/IqopZKmEqwU/s72-c/XXXIII_Feira_do_Libro_A_Coru%C3%B1a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9976976.post-7673510407990117078</id><published>2009-08-05T14:22:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T14:25:46.674+01:00</updated><title type='text'>CaixaGalicia</title><summary type='text'>Fálase estes días de que Caja Madrid quere facerse con CaixaGalicia e Caja Mediterráneo. Resulta curiosso que as comunidades governadas pelo pp queiran fusionar as caixas. Eu o día que Caixa Galicia perda a súa independencia cancelo as minhas contas, plan de pensioes, créditos, targetas .. Na sociedade de mercado na que vivo e assim como podo expresar a minha opinióm.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/feeds/7673510407990117078/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9976976&amp;postID=7673510407990117078&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/7673510407990117078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/7673510407990117078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/2009/08/caixagalicia.html' title='CaixaGalicia'/><author><name>gallaecus</name><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/_2Je6L-frcO4/SnmHvyJHMeI/AAAAAAAAAhM/veBaavEjYLU/s72-c/caixa-galicia-1023x520.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9976976.post-1796152689452901041</id><published>2009-05-19T02:00:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T02:04:37.890+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lingua'/><title type='text'>Ramon Pinheiro</title><summary type='text'>Piñeiro, que fora partidário da unidade com o português  –ele mesmo me contou exultante de alegria como num Congresso do Brasil, depois de estar falando hora e meia em galego, um dos participantes brasileiros lhe pedira afinal da sua dissertação que falasse um bocadinho em galego para ter uma ideia de como era, disse-me: “E eu estivera falando hora e meia em galego e ele não se dera conta!!”–, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/feeds/1796152689452901041/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9976976&amp;postID=1796152689452901041&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/1796152689452901041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/1796152689452901041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/2009/05/ramon-pinheiro.html' title='Ramon Pinheiro'/><author><name>gallaecus</name><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/_2Je6L-frcO4/ShIFKfUNi6I/AAAAAAAAAgA/lX4J8msPqkk/s72-c/pineiro2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9976976.post-4234513494487407013</id><published>2009-05-11T01:55:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T01:58:33.570+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cuco'/><title type='text'>Cuco</title><summary type='text'>O outro día vía umha película irlandesa e escoitei um cuco. Polo que me atrevo a deduzir da provavel existencia do cuco em Irlanda. E agora que se achega o tempo da cereijas pregúntome se se daram as cereijas em Irlanda.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/feeds/4234513494487407013/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9976976&amp;postID=4234513494487407013&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/4234513494487407013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/4234513494487407013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/2009/05/cuco.html' title='Cuco'/><author><name>gallaecus</name><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/_2Je6L-frcO4/Sgd3dsJ-73I/AAAAAAAAAfw/KsJr0vT-AG0/s72-c/cuco.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9976976.post-6188335325359421436</id><published>2009-02-21T01:13:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-02-21T01:17:19.143Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lingua'/><title type='text'>Lingua</title><summary type='text'>Atopei iste interessante texto e copieino para o meu blogue.Informa-me você de que é galega, e que até passou uns anos numa faculdade em Santiago. Pede-me, depois, que reproduza um texto de Daniel Castelao («Un ollo de vidro», um dos seus mais conhecidos), e isto «para que toda a gente perceba», diz você, «que galego não é castelhano, e muito menos, português». Eu vou fazer-lhe essa vontade. Mas </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/feeds/6188335325359421436/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9976976&amp;postID=6188335325359421436&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/6188335325359421436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/6188335325359421436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/2009/02/lingua.html' title='Lingua'/><author><name>gallaecus</name><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-9976976.post-5707543747999372925</id><published>2008-12-31T09:14:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-12-31T09:27:14.124Z</updated><title type='text'>Visión da realidade</title><summary type='text'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;     Normal   0         21         false   false   false      ES   X-NONE   X-NONE                                                     MicrosoftInternetExplorer4                                                   &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/feeds/5707543747999372925/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9976976&amp;postID=5707543747999372925&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/5707543747999372925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/5707543747999372925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/2008/12/visin-da-realidade.html' title='Visión da realidade'/><author><name>gallaecus</name><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/_2Je6L-frcO4/SVs4juJJ11I/AAAAAAAAAdY/Gxhnj9FM6iY/s72-c/SourceField_small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9976976.post-5421231843462277504</id><published>2008-12-19T01:32:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-12-19T01:35:20.132Z</updated><title type='text'>Linguas</title><summary type='text'>Diante deste debujo do meu debujante favorito nom tenho máis que engadir</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/feeds/5421231843462277504/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9976976&amp;postID=5421231843462277504&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/5421231843462277504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/5421231843462277504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/2008/12/linguas.html' title='Linguas'/><author><name>gallaecus</name><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/_2Je6L-frcO4/SUr56RLYlTI/AAAAAAAAAdA/mfcOwRjxIGM/s72-c/0378144001184954985-as-veces-a-mais-inmediata.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9976976.post-7601375548676334106</id><published>2008-12-10T00:59:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-12-10T01:05:42.705Z</updated><title type='text'>Consumismo</title><summary type='text'>Necesitamos tudo o que compramos? aportannos felicidade as compras?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/feeds/7601375548676334106/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9976976&amp;postID=7601375548676334106&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/7601375548676334106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/7601375548676334106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/2008/12/consumismo.html' title='Consumismo'/><author><name>gallaecus</name><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/_2Je6L-frcO4/ST8VkDsVUYI/AAAAAAAAAco/5fslv9cLZ6E/s72-c/P1080734.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9976976.post-4434433288131767550</id><published>2008-11-20T04:29:00.004Z</published><updated>2008-11-20T04:37:08.194Z</updated><title type='text'>A voltas coa lingua</title><summary type='text'>O galego/portugués é idioma oficial en 10 países. Nos oito países que integran a Comunidade dos Países de Lingua Portuguesa (CPLP):Angola (África), Brasil (América do Sur), Cabo Verde (África), Guinea-Bissau (África), Mozambique (África), Portugal (Europa), San Tomé e Príncipe (África), e Timor- Leste (Asia). É tamén lingua oficial en Macau (China) e Guinea Ecuatorial.Tamén fálase galego/</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/feeds/4434433288131767550/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9976976&amp;postID=4434433288131767550&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/4434433288131767550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/4434433288131767550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/2008/11/voltas-coa-lingua.html' title='A voltas coa lingua'/><author><name>gallaecus</name><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/_2Je6L-frcO4/SSTpABgpbDI/AAAAAAAAAcg/XX4gXa8X9Vw/s72-c/038_pics.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9976976.post-1771142530849341892</id><published>2008-10-27T04:48:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-10-27T04:58:26.479Z</updated><title type='text'>Utilidade dos idiomas</title><summary type='text'>Nom entendo á gente que pensa na utilidade dos idiomas. Os idiomas son para falar coas persoas e para saborear a poesía ...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/feeds/1771142530849341892/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9976976&amp;postID=1771142530849341892&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/1771142530849341892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/1771142530849341892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/2008/10/utilidade-dos-idiomas.html' title='Utilidade dos idiomas'/><author><name>gallaecus</name><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/_2Je6L-frcO4/SQVJ2TrvBbI/AAAAAAAAAb4/L1j0vbwZFgk/s72-c/fit-400x320.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9976976.post-1522962944051576130</id><published>2008-10-22T00:38:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T00:39:14.488+01:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><summary type='text'>Bons amigos   Na estrada de minha casa há um pasto. Dois cavalos vivem lá. De longe, parecem cavalos como os outros cavalos, mas, quando se olha bem, percebe-se que um deles é cego. Contudo, o dono não se desfez dele e arrumou-lhe um amigo - um cavalo mais jovem. Isso já é de admirar. Se você ficar observando, ouvirá um sino. Procurando de onde vem o som, você verá que há um pequeno sino no </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/feeds/1522962944051576130/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9976976&amp;postID=1522962944051576130&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/1522962944051576130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/1522962944051576130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>gallaecus</name><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-9976976.post-3289158349158574184</id><published>2008-10-18T17:28:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T17:30:07.399+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Nom chove</title><summary type='text'>"Quem tem bastante no seu interior, pouco precisa de fora"Goethe, Johann</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/feeds/3289158349158574184/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9976976&amp;postID=3289158349158574184&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/3289158349158574184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/3289158349158574184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/2008/10/nom-chove.html' title='Nom chove'/><author><name>gallaecus</name><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/_2Je6L-frcO4/SPoO6l9Cz2I/AAAAAAAAAbo/vhc6skx4xbc/s72-c/best-picture-gallery-angel-oak-south-carolina-MarkRegs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9976976.post-271284948535424789</id><published>2008-09-04T01:36:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T01:39:20.673+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poesía'/><title type='text'>O Sorriso</title><summary type='text'>O SORRISO Creio que foi o sorriso,o sorriso foi quem abriu a porta.Era um sorriso com muita luzlá dentro, apeteciaentrar nele, tirar a roupa, ficarnu dentro daquele sorriso.Correr, navegar, morrer naquele sorriso. (O OUTRO NOME DA TERRA)EUGENIO DE ANDRADE</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/feeds/271284948535424789/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9976976&amp;postID=271284948535424789&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/271284948535424789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/271284948535424789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/2008/09/o-sorriso.html' title='O Sorriso'/><author><name>gallaecus</name><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-9976976.post-761016429148815587</id><published>2008-06-30T20:27:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T20:28:36.613+01:00</updated><title type='text'>É tempo de feiras</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/feeds/761016429148815587/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9976976&amp;postID=761016429148815587&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/761016429148815587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/761016429148815587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/2008/06/tempo-de-feiras.html' title='É tempo de feiras'/><author><name>gallaecus</name><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/_2Je6L-frcO4/SGkzzfInGkI/AAAAAAAAASk/GIYAsI6Raks/s72-c/maltete016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9976976.post-5098562337554545065</id><published>2008-06-30T20:22:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T20:27:14.587+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Nom nos entendem</title><summary type='text'>Nom nos entenden ou nom querem entendernos?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/feeds/5098562337554545065/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9976976&amp;postID=5098562337554545065&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/5098562337554545065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/5098562337554545065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/2008/06/nom-nos-entendem.html' title='Nom nos entendem'/><author><name>gallaecus</name><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/_2Je6L-frcO4/SGkzTbXWbHI/AAAAAAAAASc/hH5NwDd5Klg/s72-c/barthinogal.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9976976.post-6828410541035645306</id><published>2008-05-25T22:16:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T22:25:31.551+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Día da toalha</title><summary type='text'>Hoje celebrouse o día da toalha ... copio e pego aquí o manifesto tímido feito para este día.Naquele dia funesto, como todo o mundo sabe, Gregor Samsa acordou na sua cama convertido num gigantesco insecto. Mais ou menos assim é que começa “A Metamorfose” de Kafka, um judeu checo que escrevia em alemão e que morreu infelizmente 42 anos antes que fossem fundadas as Nações Unidas, das quais teria </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/feeds/6828410541035645306/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9976976&amp;postID=6828410541035645306&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/6828410541035645306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/6828410541035645306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/2008/05/da-da-toalha.html' title='Día da toalha'/><author><name>gallaecus</name><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/_2Je6L-frcO4/SDnZIHNw1-I/AAAAAAAAARU/N6Ta0RrLPUg/s72-c/faixaddooler08.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9976976.post-1399381158743395356</id><published>2008-05-01T03:35:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T03:44:01.860+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='refleçoes'/><title type='text'>1 de Maio</title><summary type='text'>Hoje é 1 de Maio e os trabalhadores seguem a ser a parte máis frágil do modelo socioeconómico ...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/feeds/1399381158743395356/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9976976&amp;postID=1399381158743395356&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/1399381158743395356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/1399381158743395356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/2008/05/1-de-maio.html' title='1 de Maio'/><author><name>gallaecus</name><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/_2Je6L-frcO4/SBksfk9fo3I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/HMEy0wcMT-Q/s72-c/cartaz_1Maio-2008_002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9976976.post-6445143213746946075</id><published>2008-04-27T00:25:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T00:29:59.184+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>    RECOMEÇA....  Se puderes Sem angústia E sem pressa. E os PASSOS que deres, Nesse CAMINHO duro Do FUTURO Dá-os em LIBERDADE. Enquanto não alcances  Não descanses. De nenhum fruto queiras só metade.  E, nunca saciado, Vai colhendo ilusões sucessivas no pomar.  Sempre a SONHAR e vendo O logro da aventura. És homem, não te esqueças! Só é tua a loucura Onde, com LUCIDEZ,te reconheças...MIGUEL TORGA</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/feeds/6445143213746946075/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9976976&amp;postID=6445143213746946075&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/6445143213746946075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/6445143213746946075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/2008/04/recomea.html' title=''/><author><name>gallaecus</name><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/_2Je6L-frcO4/SBO6oU9fozI/AAAAAAAAAQU/7TfAx5ZGx_Q/s72-c/P1040188.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9976976.post-4785311460939052947</id><published>2008-04-11T01:32:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T01:44:44.663+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Venres</title><summary type='text'>EXERCÍCIO DE GRAMÁTICA    Tu, que  os ventos percorrem com os lábios do horizonte,  e uma nuvem estranha cobre como o lençol amargo  da madrugada: dá-me  as tuas mãos, agora  que o teu nome se  demora nos ouvidos da terra; ou corre por esse rio  subterrâneo que desagua  no fundo  dos espelhos, de onde  nenhuma voz te chama.    Tu, o mais  abstracto dos pronomes,  vestida com o fogo surdo  da </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/feeds/4785311460939052947/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9976976&amp;postID=4785311460939052947&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/4785311460939052947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/4785311460939052947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/2008/04/venres.html' title='Venres'/><author><name>gallaecus</name><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/_2Je6L-frcO4/R_6zkdULDDI/AAAAAAAAAOs/XzEqi1A-QKQ/s72-c/P1040242.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9976976.post-51226336952890764</id><published>2008-02-28T03:24:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-02-28T03:26:48.523Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poesía'/><title type='text'>Poema</title><summary type='text'>Navegando pela rede atopei este poema ... gostei del ..Deixa-me… deixa-me ser tuacerrar os olhos e sentir o saborda partilha nos meus lábiosacorrentados aos teusDeixa-me ler-te como se fossesuma brochura que reconheçosem tão-pouco viraras páginas revividas de tão lidasDeixa-me perdurar no que não dizespois eu seirecordar o teu feitiçomesmo que nem esboces um sorrisoDeixa-me esculpir a ferro e </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2Je6L-frcO4/R8YpqrzMQrI/AAAAAAAAANs/zNkUnfFzR1o/s72-c/El-beso-en-la-place-de-ho-g.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9976976.post-6022887535168028743</id><published>2008-02-15T01:37:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-02-15T01:48:57.619Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregunta'/><title type='text'>que é o amor?</title><summary type='text'>pregúntome que é o amor?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/feeds/6022887535168028743/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9976976&amp;postID=6022887535168028743&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/6022887535168028743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/6022887535168028743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/2008/02/que-o-amor.html' title='que é o amor?'/><author><name>gallaecus</name><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/_2Je6L-frcO4/R7TvVbzMQoI/AAAAAAAAANU/rhX1YRGgyXM/s72-c/P1060144.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9976976.post-462006263782466294</id><published>2008-01-11T09:30:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-01-11T09:32:08.680Z</updated><title type='text'>Que será?</title><summary type='text'>                                    E que será?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/feeds/462006263782466294/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9976976&amp;postID=462006263782466294&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/462006263782466294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/462006263782466294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/2008/01/que-ser.html' title='Que será?'/><author><name>gallaecus</name><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/_2Je6L-frcO4/R4c3TQocm9I/AAAAAAAAAMY/wJsBVSSXufE/s72-c/blog3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9976976.post-2394377932748073573</id><published>2008-01-10T03:01:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-01-10T03:03:40.663Z</updated><title type='text'>Feliz ano</title><summary type='text'>nos momentos de incertezaquando apetece fugire desistir da viagemquando cansado de tudome sento à beira da estradae adormeço a coragemsão os teus gestosmulherque me chamampara a vidae sinto de novo a fúriade desenhar um país(Poema de Vieira da Silva)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/feeds/2394377932748073573/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9976976&amp;postID=2394377932748073573&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/2394377932748073573'/><link rel='self' 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url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2Je6L-frcO4/R4RKTwocm2I/AAAAAAAAALc/M7qwqGrlH_o/s72-c/caixadigital.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9976976.post-5565862373946407741</id><published>2007-12-13T04:44:00.001Z</published><updated>2007-12-13T04:47:51.290Z</updated><title type='text'>Inverno</title><summary type='text'>e a palavrasenteque só encontra significadolida em ti.escrita no teu corpo.palavra que te chamaquando te ausentas.palavra que te gritaquando o sonote vence.palavra que te beijaacaricia, excitana clandestina leiturade todos os dias.(Poema de Alberto Serra in noites-de-lua-branca)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/feeds/5565862373946407741/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9976976&amp;postID=5565862373946407741&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/5565862373946407741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/5565862373946407741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/2007/12/inverno.html' title='Inverno'/><author><name>gallaecus</name><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/_2Je6L-frcO4/R2C5Qqb9lxI/AAAAAAAAAJk/3Toa7vW3QxA/s72-c/Imagen+172.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9976976.post-221884541203904571</id><published>2007-12-13T04:38:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-10T03:15:33.135Z</updated><title type='text'>Xanela</title><summary type='text'>Dumha cassa deshabitada en Negueira de Munhiz</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/feeds/221884541203904571/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9976976&amp;postID=221884541203904571&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/221884541203904571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/221884541203904571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/2007/12/xanela.html' title='Xanela'/><author><name>gallaecus</name><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/_2Je6L-frcO4/R2C4OKb9lwI/AAAAAAAAAJc/sF1OHIRgKwM/s72-c/Imagen+152.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9976976.post-2713445054588805162</id><published>2007-11-01T03:59:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-01-10T03:11:32.880Z</updated><title type='text'>Marinheiros</title><summary type='text'>O Capitão e o Marinheiro    Um capitão, ainda bastante jovem, tinha acabado de se formar na escola de oficiais da marinha e estava servindo num grande navio de guerra: a nau capitânia. Sua frota estava fazendo exercícios num arquipélago, em meio a milhares de ilhas. Eles já estavam chegando no final do dia, o tempo estava péssimo, com névoa densa e a visibilidade muito ruim. Essa nau capitânia </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/feeds/2713445054588805162/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9976976&amp;postID=2713445054588805162&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/2713445054588805162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/2713445054588805162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/2007/11/marinheiros.html' title='Marinheiros'/><author><name>gallaecus</name><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/_2Je6L-frcO4/RylPqUx2j9I/AAAAAAAAAI8/abNx8UpYZug/s72-c/P1010407.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9976976.post-4872829470127979599</id><published>2007-09-26T01:52:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T01:54:59.866+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Lua and Vinicius</title><summary type='text'>Quem já passou por essa vida e não  viveu    Pode ser mais, mas sabe menos do que  eu   Porque a vida só se dá pra quem se  deu   Pra quem amou, pra quem chorou, pra  quem sofreu    Ah, quem nunca curtiu uma paixão  nunca vai ter nada, não   Não há mal pior do que a  descrença   Mesmo o amor que não compensa é  melhor que a solidão    Abre os teus braços, meu irmão,  deixa cair   Pra que somar se</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/feeds/4872829470127979599/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9976976&amp;postID=4872829470127979599&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/4872829470127979599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/4872829470127979599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/2007/09/lua-and-vinicius.html' title='Lua and Vinicius'/><author><name>gallaecus</name><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/_2Je6L-frcO4/RvmtlkntTcI/AAAAAAAAAIk/GRlDLV2xnHw/s72-c/P1040669.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9976976.post-4065445318313958635</id><published>2007-08-24T05:29:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T03:16:51.590Z</updated><title type='text'>Conto</title><summary type='text'>O Oleiro e o Poeta  &lt;!-- ................... --&gt;  Há muito tempo, na cidade de Zahlé, ocorreu uma rixa entre um jovem poeta, de nome Fauzi, e um oleiro, chamado Nagib.  Para evitar que o tumulto se agravasse, eles foram levados à presença do juiz do lugarejo.  O juiz, homem íntegro e bondoso, interrogou primeiramente o oleiro, que parecia muito exaltado.  "Disseram-me que você foi agredido? Isso </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/feeds/4065445318313958635/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9976976&amp;postID=4065445318313958635&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/4065445318313958635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/4065445318313958635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/2007/08/conto.html' title='Conto'/><author><name>gallaecus</name><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/_2Je6L-frcO4/Rs5fchn623I/AAAAAAAAAH0/FkGkc5xeyBY/s72-c/P1030432.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9976976.post-1409302951986209764</id><published>2007-08-15T05:27:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T05:33:46.905+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poesía'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frase'/><title type='text'>Fernando</title><summary type='text'>"Tudo vale a pena se a alma não é pequena."Fernando PessoaÓ mar salgado, quanto do teu salSão lágrimas de Portugal!Por te cruzarmos, quantas mães choraram,Quantos filhos em vão rezaram!Quantas noivas ficaram por casarPara que fosses nosso, ó mar! Valeu a pena? Tudo vale a penaSe a alma não é pequena.Quem quer passar além do BojadorTem que passar além da dor.Deus ao mar o perigo e o abismo deu,Mas</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/feeds/1409302951986209764/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9976976&amp;postID=1409302951986209764&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/1409302951986209764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/1409302951986209764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/2007/08/fernando.html' title='Fernando'/><author><name>gallaecus</name><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/_2Je6L-frcO4/RsKA7hp2cLI/AAAAAAAAAHc/SdN87GigiE0/s72-c/pessoa+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9976976.post-5159308223994568769</id><published>2007-08-12T03:26:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T03:31:45.363+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='metafora'/><title type='text'>Alma Gêmea</title><summary type='text'> Um discípulo e seu guru estavam sentados à sombra de uma figueira.O mestre perguntou ao discípulo:- O que o perturba, meu filho?- Ainda bem que perguntas, ó mestre. Sinto que é chegado o momento de eu partir a procura de minha alma gêmea, aquela que haverá de ser minha parceira perfeita, a mais linda mulher do Universo.O mestre disse:- Assim seja, meu filho, mas lembra-te: quando tua busca </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/feeds/5159308223994568769/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9976976&amp;postID=5159308223994568769&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/5159308223994568769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/5159308223994568769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/2007/08/alma-gmea_12.html' title='Alma Gêmea'/><author><name>gallaecus</name><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/_2Je6L-frcO4/Rr5wZhp2cFI/AAAAAAAAAGs/UUzljAKikoE/s72-c/P1020113.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9976976.post-568979840684321427</id><published>2007-08-01T02:52:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T02:55:33.531+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Hoje</title><summary type='text'> ... nom quero darlhe máis voltas...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/feeds/568979840684321427/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9976976&amp;postID=568979840684321427&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/568979840684321427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/568979840684321427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/2007/08/hoxe.html' title='Hoje'/><author><name>gallaecus</name><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/_2Je6L-frcO4/Rq_njhp2b9I/AAAAAAAAAFU/yuyKlx7MX4o/s72-c/engranaje-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9976976.post-4997886705744887722</id><published>2007-06-15T19:14:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T19:15:33.636+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Cereijas</title><summary type='text'>Estamos no tempo das cereijas ...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/feeds/4997886705744887722/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9976976&amp;postID=4997886705744887722&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/4997886705744887722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/4997886705744887722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/2007/06/cereijas.html' title='Cereijas'/><author><name>gallaecus</name><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/_2Je6L-frcO4/RnLXHlBnJKI/AAAAAAAAAFE/pguYJAAcwf0/s72-c/cerezaps.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9976976.post-7846255548633358631</id><published>2007-04-21T01:49:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T01:50:36.338+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Cantiga</title><summary type='text'>Ondas do mar de Vigo,¿Se vistes meu amigo?¿E-ai Deus- se verrá cedo?ondas do mar levado,¿Se vistes meu amado?¿E-ai Deus- se verrá cedo?¿Se vistes meu amigoo por que eu sospiro?¿E-ai Deus- se verrá cedo?¿Se vistes meu amadoque me ten en coidado?¿E-ai Deus- se verrá cedo?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/feeds/7846255548633358631/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9976976&amp;postID=7846255548633358631&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/7846255548633358631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/7846255548633358631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/2007/04/cantiga.html' title='Cantiga'/><author><name>gallaecus</name><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-9976976.post-2628099677719372670</id><published>2007-04-10T00:20:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T00:27:33.173+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Chegou o cuco e com el a primavera</title><summary type='text'>As gentes do interior do país informam da chegada do cuco polo que debemos concluir que a primavera ja está aquí.Agora só nos falta esperar a que madurem as cereijas</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/feeds/2628099677719372670/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9976976&amp;postID=2628099677719372670&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/2628099677719372670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/2628099677719372670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/2007/04/chegou-o-cuco-e-com-el-primavera.html' title='Chegou o cuco e com el a primavera'/><author><name>gallaecus</name><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/_2Je6L-frcO4/RhrLKzm86fI/AAAAAAAAADc/sMqt17bqibs/s72-c/Naturaleza-Flor-02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9976976.post-7238736636456447127</id><published>2007-03-18T02:11:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-04-21T01:51:21.414+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Separação</title><summary type='text'>"Com a nossa separação, ambos perdemos muito. Eu perdi porque você foi a pessoa que mais amei em minha vida. Voce perdeu, porque fui a pessoa que mais te amou em toda sua vida. Mas de nós dois, voce foi a pessoa que mais perdeu, porque eu posso vir a amar outra pessoa como eu te amei, e você jamais terá alguém que te amou tanto quanto eu".</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/feeds/7238736636456447127/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9976976&amp;postID=7238736636456447127&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/7238736636456447127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/7238736636456447127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/2007/03/separao.html' title='Separação'/><author><name>gallaecus</name><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/_2Je6L-frcO4/RfygFvKUIaI/AAAAAAAAAC4/DDrRM1OLrR4/s72-c/lagrimas1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9976976.post-3794239940638716639</id><published>2007-03-14T02:40:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-14T02:45:49.461Z</updated><title type='text'>Tristura</title><summary type='text'>  "É muito triste estender as mãos vazias e não receber nada.Mais triste, porém, é estender as mãos cheias, e não ter ninguém para recebê-las ..."(Omar Khayyam)  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/feeds/3794239940638716639/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9976976&amp;postID=3794239940638716639&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/3794239940638716639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/3794239940638716639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/2007/03/tristura.html' title='Tristura'/><author><name>gallaecus</name><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/_2Je6L-frcO4/RfdgyfKUIYI/AAAAAAAAACo/t4d5SO4O25Y/s72-c/01p.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9976976.post-1959291488820375621</id><published>2007-03-12T01:31:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-12T01:45:14.816Z</updated><title type='text'>Á espera do cuco</title><summary type='text'>Segundo informam outros blogueiros parece ser que o cuco ja chegou ao baixo Minho. Nas terras de Compostela eu aínda non o ouvín, pero agardo que nom tarde moito em chegar.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/feeds/1959291488820375621/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9976976&amp;postID=1959291488820375621&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/1959291488820375621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/1959291488820375621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/2007/03/espera-do-cuco.html' title='Á espera do cuco'/><author><name>gallaecus</name><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/_2Je6L-frcO4/RfSvQvKUIWI/AAAAAAAAACY/sSnWowbfi_U/s72-c/08.03-cuco.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9976976.post-3128524946920047185</id><published>2007-02-09T03:14:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-09T03:25:06.182Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frases'/><title type='text'>Fala</title><summary type='text'>Quando o coração pode falar, não há necessidade de preparar o discurso    Lessing, Gotthold</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/feeds/3128524946920047185/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9976976&amp;postID=3128524946920047185&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/3128524946920047185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/3128524946920047185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/2007/02/fala.html' title='Fala'/><author><name>gallaecus</name><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/_2Je6L-frcO4/RcvnIU4i1jI/AAAAAAAAABQ/7vrcKkJABk0/s72-c/Pink_Roses.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9976976.post-3455561751382831755</id><published>2007-02-07T02:04:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-07T02:09:06.841Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='plagio'/><title type='text'>Outro plagio ...</title><summary type='text'>      Penso, com humildade, que um dos maiores problemas que tem o idioma de Galiza é o medo que tenhem os seus falantes conscientizados a corrigir as gralhas de outro falante. Nom há umha relaçom normalizada coa língua, umha correcçom nom se interprete mal, como um insulto ou como fachenda do que corrige. E isso nom pode ser bom para a língua. Eu quero que me corrijades as gralhas!        </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/feeds/3455561751382831755/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9976976&amp;postID=3455561751382831755&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/3455561751382831755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/3455561751382831755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/2007/02/outro-plagio.html' title='Outro plagio ...'/><author><name>gallaecus</name><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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9976976.post-1662247619648274538</id><published>2007-02-01T23:34:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-08-15T05:35:36.579+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frases'/><title type='text'>Cantar</title><summary type='text'>O pássaro não canta porque espera aplauso ele canta porque tem uma canção. (Joseph E de Souza)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/feeds/1662247619648274538/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9976976&amp;postID=1662247619648274538&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/1662247619648274538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/1662247619648274538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/2007/02/cantar.html' title='Cantar'/><author><name>gallaecus</name><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/_2Je6L-frcO4/Rq_xXxp2cAI/AAAAAAAAAFs/PFVYCuWEta4/s72-c/P1040696.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9976976.post-4387465726132320771</id><published>2007-01-26T18:53:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-26T18:58:05.459Z</updated><title type='text'>Gato cao</title><summary type='text'>        Estimada audiência, o colectivo Sebastiao fondamente preocupado polo ódio ancestral, entre caes e gatos, quere sementar a grande harmonia que faga da devandita luta uma lembrança do passado. Tudo há-de ser muito harmonioso. Logo do nosso governo caes e gatos hao comer do mesmo prato. Uma vez conseguida a nova espécie do gato-cao fruto da gramde harmonia do nosso governo harmonioso, os </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/feeds/4387465726132320771/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9976976&amp;postID=4387465726132320771&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/4387465726132320771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/4387465726132320771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/2007/01/gato-cao.html' title='Gato cao'/><author><name>gallaecus</name><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-9976976.post-1940754142834594010</id><published>2007-01-22T01:28:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-22T01:29:22.467Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frases'/><title type='text'>Felicidade</title><summary type='text'>"Muitas pessoas pensam que a felicidade somente será possível depois de alcançar algo, mas a verdade é que deixar para ser feliz amanhã é uma forma de ser infeliz."  Roberto Shinyashiki </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/feeds/1940754142834594010/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9976976&amp;postID=1940754142834594010&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/1940754142834594010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/1940754142834594010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/2007/01/felicidade.html' title='Felicidade'/><author><name>gallaecus</name><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-9976976.post-5481146434735135167</id><published>2007-01-07T15:03:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-07T15:04:39.879Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frases'/><title type='text'>Naufragio</title><summary type='text'>  "Tolo é aquele que afundou seu navio duas vezes e  ainda culpa o mar."  Publilus Syrus (poeta italiano) </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/feeds/5481146434735135167/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9976976&amp;postID=5481146434735135167&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/5481146434735135167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/5481146434735135167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/2007/01/naufragio.html' title='Naufragio'/><author><name>gallaecus</name><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-9976976.post-1619357349372480249</id><published>2006-12-28T04:41:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-12-28T04:42:23.509Z</updated><title type='text'>Bo natal</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/feeds/1619357349372480249/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9976976&amp;postID=1619357349372480249&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/1619357349372480249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/1619357349372480249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/2006/12/bo-natal.html' title='Bo natal'/><author><name>gallaecus</name><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/_2Je6L-frcO4/RZNLGBErkhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/px7NeWnKR9Q/s72-c/FelizNatal.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9976976.post-6684311379466105056</id><published>2006-12-27T01:55:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-08-01T03:06:58.479+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frases'/><title type='text'>As pessoas sabem muito</title><summary type='text'>É impossível para um homem aprender aquilo que ele acha que já sabe.-Epíteto-</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/feeds/6684311379466105056/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' 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term='frases'/><title type='text'>Amizade</title><summary type='text'> Um  dia o amor virou-se para a amizade e disse:- Para que existes tu se já  existo eu?A amizade respondeu:- Para repor um sorriso onde tu deixaste  uma lágrima.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/feeds/116640646053316378/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9976976&amp;postID=116640646053316378&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/116640646053316378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/116640646053316378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/2006/12/amizade_18.html' title='Amizade'/><author><name>gallaecus</name><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-9976976.post-116390394275066476</id><published>2006-11-19T02:36:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-12-19T01:03:18.166Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poesía'/><title type='text'>Pessoa</title><summary type='text'>Apetéceme ler a Pessoa  "O poeta é um fingidor.  Finge tão completamente  Que chega fingir que é dor  A dor que deveras sente."Fernando Pessoa/Bernardo Soares; Autopsicografia; Publicado em 1 de Abril de 1931</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/feeds/116390394275066476/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9976976&amp;postID=116390394275066476&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/116390394275066476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/116390394275066476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/2006/11/pessoa.html' title='Pessoa'/><author><name>gallaecus</name><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-9976976.post-116347035927827563</id><published>2006-11-14T02:03:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-14T02:12:39.336Z</updated><title type='text'>Prestige</title><summary type='text'>Hoje fai catro anos que um petroleiro quedou á valga fronte as costas do país ... As coussas seguem igual ... Eu penso no debujo expresionista abstracto visto desde o satélite feito polas autoridades e as correntes marinhas. Tí que ves no debujo?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/feeds/116347035927827563/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9976976&amp;postID=116347035927827563&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/116347035927827563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/116347035927827563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/2006/11/prestige.html' title='Prestige'/><author><name>gallaecus</name><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-9976976.post-116287402140136551</id><published>2006-11-07T04:24:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-07T04:33:41.403Z</updated><title type='text'>Desilusiom</title><summary type='text'>Estará rindose de nós?Leva um ano e pouco na Presidencia da Junta. Cando chegou tudos tinhamos ilusióm, agora ja nom a temos. Foi um cambio tam tranquilo que nada cambiou ... algunhas caras ...E as poucas cousas que fai bem nom as publicita, e tampouco aprendeu a falar bem o galego.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/feeds/116287402140136551/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9976976&amp;postID=116287402140136551&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/116287402140136551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/116287402140136551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/2006/11/desilusiom.html' title='Desilusiom'/><author><name>gallaecus</name><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-9976976.post-116234865807671004</id><published>2006-11-01T02:36:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-01T02:37:38.093Z</updated><title type='text'>Obstáculos</title><summary type='text'>Lições da Natureza: ObstáculosSe um falcão for colocado em um cercado com um metro quadrado inteiramente aberto por cima, o pássaro, apesar de sua incrível habilidade de voar, será um prisioneiro. A razão é que um falcão sempre começa um vôo com uma pequena corrida em terra. Sem espaço para correr, nem mesmo tentará voar, permanecerá prisioneiro pelo resto da vida nessa cadeia sem teto.O morcego,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/feeds/116234865807671004/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9976976&amp;postID=116234865807671004&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/116234865807671004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/116234865807671004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/2006/11/obstculos.html' title='Obstáculos'/><author><name>gallaecus</name><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-9976976.post-116062067834658705</id><published>2006-10-12T03:36:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T03:37:58.370+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Benvida</title><summary type='text'>Ista é umha nota de boasvindas á nova leitora que se incorpora a leitura deste blogue</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/feeds/116062067834658705/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9976976&amp;postID=116062067834658705&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/116062067834658705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/116062067834658705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/2006/10/benvida.html' title='Benvida'/><author><name>gallaecus</name><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-9976976.post-116015718783048768</id><published>2006-10-06T18:52:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T18:53:07.833+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Autoestima</title><summary type='text'> O AnelVenho aqui, professor, porque me sinto tão pouca coisa, que não tenho forças para fazer nada.  Dizem-me que não sirvo para nada, que não faço nada bem, que sou lerdo e muito idiota. Como posso melhorar? O que posso fazer para que me valorizem mais?O professor sem olhá-lo, disse:- Sinto muito meu jovem, mas não posso te ajudar, devo primeiro resolver meu próprio problema. Talvez depois.E </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/feeds/116015718783048768/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9976976&amp;postID=116015718783048768&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/116015718783048768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/116015718783048768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/2006/10/autoestima.html' title='Autoestima'/><author><name>gallaecus</name><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-9976976.post-116015700339403855</id><published>2006-10-06T18:48:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T18:50:03.410+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Coussas que atopo por ahí ...</title><summary type='text'> Shopping Center de MaridosHavia um "Shopping Center de Maridos", onde as mulheres podiam escolher o seu marido entre várias opções de homens. O shopping tinha cinco andares, sendo que as qualidades dos homens cresciam nos andares mais altos. A única regra era que uma vez em um andar, não se poderia mais descer - deveria escolher um homem do andar, subir ao próximo ou ir embora. Uma dupla de </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/feeds/116015700339403855/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9976976&amp;postID=116015700339403855&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/116015700339403855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/116015700339403855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/2006/10/coussas-que-atopo-por-ah.html' title='Coussas que atopo por ahí ...'/><author><name>gallaecus</name><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-9976976.post-115923390089362055</id><published>2006-09-26T01:12:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T02:25:00.970+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Lumes caciques e demais</title><summary type='text'>Lumes caciques e demás …O outro día umha pessoa contoume umha historia moi interessante. Empeçara a arder o monte na aldeia e forom cos seus tractores e cisternas de auga apagar o lume. E foi o cacique tradicional o que dijo que nom se arriscaram (nom había perigo ningúm, ían polas pistas do monte) e que o deixaran arder.Esta historia faime reflexionar um pouco.- Primeiro dubidar da súa </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/feeds/115923390089362055/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9976976&amp;postID=115923390089362055&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/115923390089362055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/115923390089362055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/2006/09/lumes-caciques-e-demais.html' title='Lumes caciques e demais'/><author><name>gallaecus</name><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-9976976.post-115741586249558760</id><published>2006-09-05T01:21:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T01:24:22.513+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Rosa</title><summary type='text'> Sempre fica um rastro de perfume nas maos que regalan rosas</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/feeds/115741586249558760/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9976976&amp;postID=115741586249558760&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/115741586249558760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/115741586249558760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/2006/09/rosa.html' title='Rosa'/><author><name>gallaecus</name><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-9976976.post-115715988512482431</id><published>2006-09-02T02:11:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T02:18:05.180+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Cara onde imos?</title><summary type='text'> As veces pregúntome cara onde imos. Somos um país que despreza a cultura propia e moitosadoptam a alleia porque é a do poder, porque lhes resulta máis atractiva, porque lhes parecemelhor, porque lhes parece máis fina.Dotámonos duns governantes (sexan os que sexam) que parece que se rim de nós. Algem dijoalgumha vez "Que gram país e que lástima de gente"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/feeds/115715988512482431/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9976976&amp;postID=115715988512482431&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/115715988512482431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/115715988512482431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/2006/09/cara-onde-imos.html' title='Cara onde imos?'/><author><name>gallaecus</name><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-9976976.post-115707219284335668</id><published>2006-09-01T01:55:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T02:25:39.003+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Acaba agosto</title><summary type='text'>E remata um tempo de refleçom, de interiorizaçom, de mergulharse nun mesmo ...  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/feeds/115707219284335668/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9976976&amp;postID=115707219284335668&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/115707219284335668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/115707219284335668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/2006/09/acaba-agosto.html' title='Acaba agosto'/><author><name>gallaecus</name><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-9976976.post-115622575526480453</id><published>2006-08-22T06:34:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T06:49:15.276+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Apagalumes</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/feeds/115622575526480453/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9976976&amp;postID=115622575526480453&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/115622575526480453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/115622575526480453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/2006/08/apagalumes.html' title='Apagalumes'/><author><name>gallaecus</name><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-9976976.post-115533920664302849</id><published>2006-08-12T00:27:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T00:33:26.656+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Arde o monte</title><summary type='text'>Agora é a terra a que nos ponhem negra.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/feeds/115533920664302849/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9976976&amp;postID=115533920664302849&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/115533920664302849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/115533920664302849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/2006/08/arde-o-monte.html' title='Arde o monte'/><author><name>gallaecus</name><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-9976976.post-115474187189272427</id><published>2006-08-05T02:26:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T02:41:00.643+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Courel</title><summary type='text'>Estes días andivem polo Courel que cantara o poeta e a poetissa.  E ao que aínda lhe faltan algumhas coussas.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/feeds/115474187189272427/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9976976&amp;postID=115474187189272427&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/115474187189272427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/115474187189272427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/2006/08/courel.html' title='Courel'/><author><name>gallaecus</name><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-9976976.post-115414130925071453</id><published>2006-07-29T03:44:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T03:48:29.276+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Som nado o mesmo día que Afonso Henriques, más nom o mesmo ano</title><summary type='text'>Som as cousssas que se aprendem ao ler a wikipedia25 de Julho é o 206º dia do ano no calendário gregoriano (207º em anos bissextos). Faltam 159 para acabar o ano.Tabela de conteúdoEventos históricos    * 306 - Constantino I é proclamado Imperador Romano por suas tropas.    * 1139 - Vitória de D. Afonso Henriques na batalha de Ourique, reconquista cristã de Portugal.    * 1206 - Constantinopla é </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/feeds/115414130925071453/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9976976&amp;postID=115414130925071453&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/115414130925071453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/115414130925071453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/2006/07/som-nado-o-mesmo-da-que-afonso.html' title='Som nado o mesmo día que Afonso Henriques, más nom o mesmo ano'/><author><name>gallaecus</name><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-9976976.post-115310563944169013</id><published>2006-07-17T03:51:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T04:07:19.503+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Plagio.</title><summary type='text'>O plágio é o ato pelo qual um indivíduo faz crer aos outros, mesmo que por omissão, que um determinado trabalho intelectual é de sua autoria (isto é, assinando-o com o seu nome sem declarar explicitamente que porção ou porções são pertencentes a determinado autor através de uma referência de rodapé ou melhor, na bibliografia), quando na verdade ele é cópia de algum outro anterior. Tal ato é </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/feeds/115310563944169013/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9976976&amp;postID=115310563944169013&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/115310563944169013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/115310563944169013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/2006/07/plagio.html' title='Plagio.'/><author><name>gallaecus</name><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-9976976.post-115275124535565871</id><published>2006-07-13T01:35:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T01:40:45.366+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Felicidade</title><summary type='text'>Faz tempo que nom falo da felicidade. Hoje estiven cavilando nela e ocorreuseme mandarlhe un SMS a todas as persoas da minha agenda telefónica co seguinte texto: "ERES FELIZ" realmente paréceme umha boa ideia e acho que as posibeis contestacióes poden ser interessantes. Pero por outra banda tambén me parece irromper na intimidade das pessoas e como som um tipo moi educado nom o fijen. Pero quero </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/feeds/115275124535565871/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9976976&amp;postID=115275124535565871&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/115275124535565871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/115275124535565871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/2006/07/felicidade.html' title='Felicidade'/><author><name>gallaecus</name><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-9976976.post-115138385978192863</id><published>2006-06-27T05:25:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T06:11:22.596+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Que sería eu ...</title><summary type='text'>Copiei a idea e o texto sem respostas doutro blogue O que seria eu no caso de ser......um mês: Abril...um día da semana: mércores...um momento do dia: o solpor...um planeta: imaxinario...um animal: racional...um móvel: andel...umha bebida: porto...um instrumento musical: viola...umha fruta: cereija...umha cançom: alecrín...umha matéria: gris...umha parte do corpo: olho...um objecto: pedra...umha </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/feeds/115138385978192863/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9976976&amp;postID=115138385978192863&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/115138385978192863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/115138385978192863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/2006/06/que-sera-eu.html' title='Que sería eu ...'/><author><name>gallaecus</name><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-9976976.post-115077649982208253</id><published>2006-06-20T05:07:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T05:08:19.843+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Solsticio de verao</title><summary type='text'>Hoje é o solsticio de verao, o día máis longo do ano. Ou é manhá?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/feeds/115077649982208253/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9976976&amp;postID=115077649982208253&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/115077649982208253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/115077649982208253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/2006/06/solsticio-de-verao.html' title='Solsticio de verao'/><author><name>gallaecus</name><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-9976976.post-114921592488046763</id><published>2006-06-02T03:37:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T07:54:01.416+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Tabaco</title><summary type='text'>Levaba um ano e meio sem fumar, hoje voltei a facelo. Nom sei se será bom. Tampouco sei porqué o fixen.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/feeds/114921592488046763/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9976976&amp;postID=114921592488046763&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/114921592488046763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/114921592488046763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/2006/06/tabaco.html' title='Tabaco'/><author><name>gallaecus</name><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-9976976.post-114912347592957664</id><published>2006-06-01T01:48:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T02:00:41.200+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Felicidade</title><summary type='text'>"O de querer a tuda costa ser felices é doença que só aqueixa a uns cantos pensadores ingleses"  NietzscheSerei acaso eu um pensador inglés? Acho que nom, máis levo uns días pensando na felicidade.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/feeds/114912347592957664/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9976976&amp;postID=114912347592957664&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/114912347592957664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/114912347592957664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/2006/06/felicidade.html' title='Felicidade'/><author><name>gallaecus</name><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-9976976.post-114800106673519064</id><published>2006-05-19T01:56:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T03:46:55.956+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Día das letras galegas</title><summary type='text'>    Os meus leitores brasileiros igual nom saben que o 17 de Maio é feirado na Galiza porque adicamos o día a nossa lingua.Somos um povo moi original, deixamos esmorecer a lingua e facemoslhe umha festa. Pero han de saber os meus leitores brasileiros que neste pequeno país nom hai producto gastronómico ao que nom lhe tenhamos adicado umha festa, assim que adicarlhe outra ao fermoso idioma que </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/feeds/114800106673519064/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9976976&amp;postID=114800106673519064&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/114800106673519064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/114800106673519064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/2006/05/da-das-letras-galegas.html' title='Día das letras galegas'/><author><name>gallaecus</name><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-9976976.post-114791239046907669</id><published>2006-05-18T01:06:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T05:53:33.060+01:00</updated><title type='text'>O Director Gêral do Bloque é o que máis ordena.</title><summary type='text'>Na aldea é assim. O outro día fum a recolher uns títulos de propiedade da concentraçom parcelaria e sentinme obxecto.  Para o acto que debía presidir o Director Geral citaron aos propietarios umha hora antes, para ser debidamente organizados e ordeados pelos funcionarios.  A conclusom é lógica: val máis o tempo do Director Geral que o de 142 cidadaos propietarios. Pero o Director Geral pérdese </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/feeds/114791239046907669/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9976976&amp;postID=114791239046907669&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/114791239046907669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/114791239046907669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/2006/05/o-director-gral-do-bloque-o-que-mis.html' title='O Director Gêral do Bloque é o que máis ordena.'/><author><name>gallaecus</name><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-9976976.post-114592251358203504</id><published>2006-04-25T00:39:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T01:03:47.160+01:00</updated><title type='text'>25 de abril</title><summary type='text'>“Ella está en el horizonte.Me acerco dos pasos, ella se aleja dos pasos.Camino dos pasos y el horizonte queda diez pasos más allá.Por mucho que yo camine, nunca la alcanzaré.¿Para qué sirve la utopía?Para eso: sirve para caminar”.Eduardo Galeano.Hoje é 25 de abril, hoje hai anos que uns militares utópicos fixerom a revoluçao dos cravos ... Convem nom esquezelo.Grândola vila morenaTerra da </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/feeds/114592251358203504/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9976976&amp;postID=114592251358203504&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/114592251358203504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/114592251358203504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/2006/04/25-de-abril.html' title='25 de abril'/><author><name>gallaecus</name><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-9976976.post-114497909790450534</id><published>2006-04-14T02:40:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-04-14T02:49:16.110+01:00</updated><title type='text'>República Espanhola.</title><summary type='text'>Hoje cúmprense anos da instauracióm da II República Espanhola.Esperemos que a próxima sí sea FEDERALDizem que um presidente da I República dimitiu por nom asinar umha pena de morte.Dizem que en 1934 a II República creou máis de 10.000 escolas.SAÚDE E REPÚBLICA</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/feeds/114497909790450534/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9976976&amp;postID=114497909790450534&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/114497909790450534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/114497909790450534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/2006/04/repblica-espanhola.html' title='República Espanhola.'/><author><name>gallaecus</name><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-9976976.post-114472704257535171</id><published>2006-04-11T03:49:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T04:44:02.650+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Paradoxo</title><summary type='text'>    Hoje atopei umha música da cal gostei muito: "Cantos Caucanos" de Rodrigo Romaní que foi integrante de Milhadoiro e agora segue em solitario facendo moi boa música por certo.    E chegou a mim ou eu cheguei a ela dumha maneira pirata  que lhe chaman, o paradoxo é que as redes de distrubuzom pirata cheguen a mim antes e mellor que as legais, pero desgrazadamente é así nos mundos nos que </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/feeds/114472704257535171/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9976976&amp;postID=114472704257535171&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/114472704257535171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/114472704257535171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/2006/04/paradoxo.html' title='Paradoxo'/><author><name>gallaecus</name><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-9976976.post-114438401447910243</id><published>2006-04-07T05:23:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T05:26:54.480+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Publicidade</title><summary type='text'>    Decidim incorporar publicidade ao blogue. Nom o fago por umha cuestom de cartos que nom penso que sea rendivel, máis penso que fica bem. O google colocará os anuncios que lhe pareçam máis ajeitados e será curiosso ver cuales seram e en que lingua os ponherá.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/feeds/114438401447910243/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9976976&amp;postID=114438401447910243&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/114438401447910243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/114438401447910243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/2006/04/publicidade.html' title='Publicidade'/><author><name>gallaecus</name><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-9976976.post-114412174692891347</id><published>2006-04-04T04:35:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T04:35:46.946+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Cuco</title><summary type='text'>Ja está aquí o cuco, ja o escutei.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/feeds/114412174692891347/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9976976&amp;postID=114412174692891347&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/114412174692891347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/114412174692891347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/2006/04/cuco.html' title='Cuco'/><author><name>gallaecus</name><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-9976976.post-114377525204512406</id><published>2006-03-31T04:18:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T05:18:32.796+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>“Os poetas somos quenes protegemos ao povo com palavras” Ernesto Cardenal</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/feeds/114377525204512406/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9976976&amp;postID=114377525204512406&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/114377525204512406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/114377525204512406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/2006/03/os-poetas-somos-quenes-protegemos-ao.html' title=''/><author><name>gallaecus</name><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-9976976.post-114303402977404360</id><published>2006-03-22T13:07:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-03-29T01:55:10.016+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Paz</title><summary type='text'>    A Eta ven de declarar un alto o fogo permanente o que é umha moi boa nova. Hoje é o día de sonhar cuns políticos que saiban gestionar bem os interesses das pessoas e povos que componhen a península Ibérica, uns políticos capaces de contruír um modelo de convivencia no que sexan aceptadas e toleradas tudas as nossas diferenzas. Uns políticos que comprendan os diferentes feitos nacionais e nom </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/feeds/114303402977404360/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9976976&amp;postID=114303402977404360&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/114303402977404360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/114303402977404360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/2006/03/paz.html' title='Paz'/><author><name>gallaecus</name><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-9976976.post-114250251657768362</id><published>2006-03-16T09:38:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-03-17T03:47:11.020Z</updated><title type='text'>Primavera</title><summary type='text'>Agora que os meus leitores do sul do Brasil caminhan cara o outono aquí começam a florecer as árvores. Ja está aquí a primavera, astronómicamente faltam uns días, ao Corte Inglés disque hai tempo que chegou, e no meu ánimo instalouse onte.Eu acho que sería interessante que as pessoas tambem floreceram coma as árvores e plantas. E falo dumha floracióm metafórica.É tempo de florecer.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/feeds/114250251657768362/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9976976&amp;postID=114250251657768362&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/114250251657768362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/114250251657768362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/2006/03/primavera.html' title='Primavera'/><author><name>gallaecus</name><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-9976976.post-114232178718123243</id><published>2006-03-14T07:30:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-03-14T07:36:27.196Z</updated><title type='text'>Retrato</title><summary type='text'>Hoje ponho aquí um retrato meu. No interior da alopécica cabeça están os meus pensamentos, ilusions, lembranzas ... o meu cerne. EU</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/feeds/114232178718123243/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9976976&amp;postID=114232178718123243&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/114232178718123243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/114232178718123243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/2006/03/retrato.html' title='Retrato'/><author><name>gallaecus</name><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-9976976.post-114206007707318147</id><published>2006-03-11T06:51:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-04-08T03:25:43.656+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Linux</title><summary type='text'>Ja tenho instalado o Linux na minha computadora. Tentarao com Suse, Mandrake ou Ubuntu, e nom tivera sucesso. Nesta distribuçom da Universidade de Vigo que chamam trisquel a mim funcioname perfeitamente.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/feeds/114206007707318147/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9976976&amp;postID=114206007707318147&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/114206007707318147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/114206007707318147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/2006/03/linux.html' title='Linux'/><author><name>gallaecus</name><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-9976976.post-114177997867812073</id><published>2006-03-08T01:02:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-03-08T04:44:24.240Z</updated><title type='text'>A voltas coa grafía</title><summary type='text'>Hoje acabo de ler em Vieiros un artigo mui bom (a mim pareçeme excelente) que fala da grafía da nossa fala    .Dí coussas de sentidinho comúm ...  por que acho que é um bem muito escaso ponho aquí de exemplo.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/feeds/114177997867812073/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9976976&amp;postID=114177997867812073&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/114177997867812073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/114177997867812073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/2006/03/voltas-coa-grafa.html' title='A voltas coa grafía'/><author><name>gallaecus</name><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-9976976.post-114170069895675891</id><published>2006-03-07T03:04:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-03-07T03:06:26.520Z</updated><title type='text'>Passa o tempo</title><summary type='text'>Passa o tempoa vida passaPassa o tempopassamos nós</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/feeds/114170069895675891/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9976976&amp;postID=114170069895675891&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/114170069895675891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/114170069895675891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/2006/03/passa-o-tempo.html' title='Passa o tempo'/><author><name>gallaecus</name><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-9976976.post-114118471132043808</id><published>2006-03-01T03:35:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-03-01T03:45:11.343Z</updated><title type='text'>Sâo Roque</title><summary type='text'>"Por berrar viva San Roque prenderom ao meu irmao Agora que o ceivarom viva Sâo Roque e mailo câo".O Alcalde (presidente da cámara munincipal) de Compostela tem o dom da oportunidade. Din que foi Sâo Roque o que librou a cidade das pandemias da peste, e precisamente esta ano cando esperamos umha pandemia de gripe aviaria é cando o home fai feirado martes de antroido en vez de Sâo Roque.  E se </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/feeds/114118471132043808/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9976976&amp;postID=114118471132043808&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/114118471132043808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/114118471132043808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/2006/03/so-roque.html' title='Sâo Roque'/><author><name>gallaecus</name><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-9976976.post-114067109797329148</id><published>2006-02-23T05:01:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-02-23T05:04:58.000Z</updated><title type='text'>Frío em Compostela</title><summary type='text'>                                             Fai frío nas rúas e nas almas em Compostela.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/feeds/114067109797329148/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9976976&amp;postID=114067109797329148&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/114067109797329148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/114067109797329148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/2006/02/fro-em-compostela.html' title='Frío em Compostela'/><author><name>gallaecus</name><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-9976976.post-113936102084269696</id><published>2006-02-08T01:09:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-02-08T01:12:02.413Z</updated><title type='text'>O Julgamento</title><summary type='text'>O JulgamentoQuando te vejas perdido, lembra-te, só a audácia te salvará!Conta uma antiga lenda que na idade média um homem muito virtuoso foi injustamente acusado de haver assassinado uma mulher.Na realidade o verdadeiro autor era uma pessoa muito influente do reino, por isso, desde o primeiro momento, se procurou um bode expiatório para encobrir o culpado.O homem foi levado à julgamento já </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/feeds/113936102084269696/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9976976&amp;postID=113936102084269696&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/113936102084269696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9976976/posts/default/113936102084269696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chovera.blogspot.com/2006/02/o-julgamento.html' title='O Julgamento'/><author><name>gallaecus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
