<?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-8808259420032339437</id><updated>2011-04-21T19:11:26.860Z</updated><title type='text'>a terceira idade</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-terceira-idade.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808259420032339437/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-terceira-idade.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>ati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02364714439316131161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH4FS2cK8Zg/STOkx122cBI/AAAAAAAAAFM/jwAFy8mjFeQ/S220/127303~1.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>15</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8808259420032339437.post-5999216874380575642</id><published>2009-05-22T09:39:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-05-22T09:51:17.498Z</updated><title type='text'>Pode-se aprender a envelhecer!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH4FS2cK8Zg/ShZ1XuUQSkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/0iMbDTy-ZOI/s1600-h/older.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338583458724727362" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH4FS2cK8Zg/ShZ1XuUQSkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/0iMbDTy-ZOI/s320/older.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"O segredo da juventude eterna é ter uma atitude positiva na vida. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Todos conhecemos "pessoas de idade", que se tornam mais amigáveis, mais lúcidas e pacientes com a passagem dos anos;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E quando morrem e nos deixam, é como quando o sol se põe e deixa extinguir o seu brilho amável. Nessas pessoas foi a atitude positiva que venceu a morte."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;J Mueller&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8808259420032339437-5999216874380575642?l=a-terceira-idade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-terceira-idade.blogspot.com/feeds/5999216874380575642/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8808259420032339437&amp;postID=5999216874380575642' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808259420032339437/posts/default/5999216874380575642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808259420032339437/posts/default/5999216874380575642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-terceira-idade.blogspot.com/2009/05/pode-se-aprender-envelhecer.html' title='Pode-se aprender a envelhecer!'/><author><name>ati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02364714439316131161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH4FS2cK8Zg/STOkx122cBI/AAAAAAAAAFM/jwAFy8mjFeQ/S220/127303~1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH4FS2cK8Zg/ShZ1XuUQSkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/0iMbDTy-ZOI/s72-c/older.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8808259420032339437.post-2424992565778496641</id><published>2009-04-11T14:57:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-04-11T14:59:15.726Z</updated><title type='text'>Feliz Páscoa!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JH4FS2cK8Zg/SeCwOW_JEcI/AAAAAAAAAGE/T3lGttKjZv0/s1600-h/995062~1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; 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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O que é?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;"A Doença de Parkinson é uma doença crónica que afecta o sistema motor, ou seja, que envolve os movimentos corporais, levando a tremores, rigidez, lentificação dos movimentos corporais, instabilidade postural e alterações da marcha."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Para mais informações consultem o site da &lt;strong&gt;Associação Portuguesa dos Doentes de Parkinson&lt;/strong&gt; (APDPk) em:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.parkinson.pt/"&gt;http://www.parkinson.pt/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;ou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.parkinson.org.pt/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;http://www.parkinson.org.pt/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8808259420032339437-3879844230095527293?l=a-terceira-idade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-terceira-idade.blogspot.com/feeds/3879844230095527293/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8808259420032339437&amp;postID=3879844230095527293' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808259420032339437/posts/default/3879844230095527293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808259420032339437/posts/default/3879844230095527293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-terceira-idade.blogspot.com/2009/04/11-de-abril-dia-mundial-da-doenca-de.html' title='11 de Abril - Dia Mundial da Doença de Parkinson'/><author><name>ati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02364714439316131161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH4FS2cK8Zg/STOkx122cBI/AAAAAAAAAFM/jwAFy8mjFeQ/S220/127303~1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8808259420032339437.post-5883179305400307622</id><published>2008-10-01T11:01:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-10-01T11:05:06.014Z</updated><title type='text'>1 de Outubro - Dia Internacional do Idoso</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JH4FS2cK8Zg/SONZJ664-5I/AAAAAAAAAD4/WHPDH5XQI04/s1600-h/xgfdg.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252139617414085522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JH4FS2cK8Zg/SONZJ664-5I/AAAAAAAAAD4/WHPDH5XQI04/s320/xgfdg.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"O idoso é a fonte de sabedoria mais próxima de qualquer ser humano, com sua grande experiência de vida profissional, social, emocional, psicológica, comportamental possibilita aos mais jovens oportunidades de compartilhamento de saber com um nível considerável de qualidade de informação.&lt;br /&gt;A sabedoria do idoso foi adquirida ao longo de sua vida, passando por diversos momentos da vida onde os mais jovens não tiveram a oportunidade de viver até o momento, possibilitando orientar os mais jovens da melhor forma possível para que suas decisões possam ter um nível considerável de acerto, o idoso sempre está aberto a compartilhar informações de qualidade quando solicitado pelos mais jovens com grande entusiasmo." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;acerca da sabedoria do idoso in &lt;strong&gt;Wikipédia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8808259420032339437-5883179305400307622?l=a-terceira-idade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-terceira-idade.blogspot.com/feeds/5883179305400307622/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8808259420032339437&amp;postID=5883179305400307622' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808259420032339437/posts/default/5883179305400307622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808259420032339437/posts/default/5883179305400307622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-terceira-idade.blogspot.com/2008/10/1-de-outubro-dia-internacional-do-idoso.html' title='1 de Outubro - Dia Internacional do Idoso'/><author><name>ati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02364714439316131161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH4FS2cK8Zg/STOkx122cBI/AAAAAAAAAFM/jwAFy8mjFeQ/S220/127303~1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JH4FS2cK8Zg/SONZJ664-5I/AAAAAAAAAD4/WHPDH5XQI04/s72-c/xgfdg.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8808259420032339437.post-6829498494289326408</id><published>2008-09-29T10:33:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-09-29T10:37:14.055Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JH4FS2cK8Zg/SOCvxck9fTI/AAAAAAAAADw/MXRYHnPa3uQ/s1600-h/cab.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251390429533666610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JH4FS2cK8Zg/SOCvxck9fTI/AAAAAAAAADw/MXRYHnPa3uQ/s400/cab.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JH4FS2cK8Zg/SOCvch84qpI/AAAAAAAAADo/Vu-QLNudRMw/s1600-h/cab.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Para mais informações por favor visite:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.congresonacionaldealzheimer.org/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;http://www.congresonacionaldealzheimer.org/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8808259420032339437-6829498494289326408?l=a-terceira-idade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-terceira-idade.blogspot.com/feeds/6829498494289326408/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8808259420032339437&amp;postID=6829498494289326408' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808259420032339437/posts/default/6829498494289326408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808259420032339437/posts/default/6829498494289326408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-terceira-idade.blogspot.com/2008/09/para-mais-informaes-por-favor-visite.html' title=''/><author><name>ati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02364714439316131161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH4FS2cK8Zg/STOkx122cBI/AAAAAAAAAFM/jwAFy8mjFeQ/S220/127303~1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JH4FS2cK8Zg/SOCvxck9fTI/AAAAAAAAADw/MXRYHnPa3uQ/s72-c/cab.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8808259420032339437.post-7852364660394661853</id><published>2008-09-26T11:25:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-09-26T11:29:43.573Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH4FS2cK8Zg/SNzGs5_Nw9I/AAAAAAAAADg/2WJv-FHd8ZM/s1600-h/olavo.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250289740389663698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH4FS2cK8Zg/SNzGs5_Nw9I/AAAAAAAAADg/2WJv-FHd8ZM/s320/olavo.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Olavo Bilac&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(jornalista e poeta brasileiro, 1865-1918)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"A velhice"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Olha estas velhas árvores, mais belas&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do que as árvores moças, mais amigas,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tanto mais belas quanto mais antigas,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vencedoras da idade e das procelas...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;O homem, a fera e o inseto, à sombra delas&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vivem, livres da fome e de fadigas:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E em seus galhos abrigam-se as cantigas&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E os amores das aves tagarelas.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Não choremos, amigo, a mocidade!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Envelheçamos rindo. Envelheçamos&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Como as árvores fortes envelhecem,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Na glória de alegria e da bondade,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Agasalhando os pássaros nos ramos,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dando sombra e consolo aos que padecem!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8808259420032339437-7852364660394661853?l=a-terceira-idade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-terceira-idade.blogspot.com/feeds/7852364660394661853/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8808259420032339437&amp;postID=7852364660394661853' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808259420032339437/posts/default/7852364660394661853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808259420032339437/posts/default/7852364660394661853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-terceira-idade.blogspot.com/2008/09/olavo-bilac-jornalista-e-poeta.html' title=''/><author><name>ati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02364714439316131161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH4FS2cK8Zg/STOkx122cBI/AAAAAAAAAFM/jwAFy8mjFeQ/S220/127303~1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH4FS2cK8Zg/SNzGs5_Nw9I/AAAAAAAAADg/2WJv-FHd8ZM/s72-c/olavo.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8808259420032339437.post-8476178951115260556</id><published>2008-09-22T07:28:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-09-22T07:33:16.401Z</updated><title type='text'>O Outono</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JH4FS2cK8Zg/SNdKHWd7zSI/AAAAAAAAADY/VRqj0cX8N-Y/s1600-h/automne0020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248745380874276130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JH4FS2cK8Zg/SNdKHWd7zSI/AAAAAAAAADY/VRqj0cX8N-Y/s320/automne0020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"As folhas secas do Outono&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ao cair eram douradas,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;mas desfizeram-se em pó,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;no chão, ao serem pisadas."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;de Maria Isabel Mendonça Soares&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8808259420032339437-8476178951115260556?l=a-terceira-idade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-terceira-idade.blogspot.com/feeds/8476178951115260556/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8808259420032339437&amp;postID=8476178951115260556' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808259420032339437/posts/default/8476178951115260556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808259420032339437/posts/default/8476178951115260556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-terceira-idade.blogspot.com/2008/09/as-folhas-secas-do-outono-ao-cair-eram.html' title='O Outono'/><author><name>ati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02364714439316131161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH4FS2cK8Zg/STOkx122cBI/AAAAAAAAAFM/jwAFy8mjFeQ/S220/127303~1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JH4FS2cK8Zg/SNdKHWd7zSI/AAAAAAAAADY/VRqj0cX8N-Y/s72-c/automne0020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8808259420032339437.post-8646216460603585223</id><published>2008-09-21T09:12:00.005Z</published><updated>2008-09-21T09:31:39.320Z</updated><title type='text'>21 de Setembro - Dia Mundial da Pessoa com Doença de Alzheimer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH4FS2cK8Zg/SNYRajQEuoI/AAAAAAAAADI/EzNSZbTu7xs/s1600-h/ISO-IS991-027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248401563583822466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH4FS2cK8Zg/SNYRajQEuoI/AAAAAAAAADI/EzNSZbTu7xs/s200/ISO-IS991-027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A Doença de Alzheimer é a forma mais frequente de demência nos países industrializados e a sua incidência aumenta proporcionalmente ao aumento da densidade populacional. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A evolução da doença é muito lenta e a maior parte dos casos são precedidos de uma fase pré-clínica com a duração de alguns anos que é caracterizada por perturbações de memória. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A incidência da Doença de Alzheimer aumenta com o avançar da idade, mas pode atingir pessoas mais novas, nao sendo, portanto, um problema da velhice.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;As características clínicas da Doença de Alzheimer podem variar significativamente de pessoa para pessoa, com um início dissimulado que dificulta o diagnóstico. Porém, como a evolução é crónica e progressiva, é indispensável uma identificação correcta e precoce da doença nas primeiras fases, a fim de permitir tratar os doentes e lhes prolongar a autonomia.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;fonte: &lt;strong&gt;PFIZER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Alzheimer Portugal -APFADA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.alzheimerportugal.org&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JH4FS2cK8Zg/SNYQJs5Fm9I/AAAAAAAAADA/kBtEPS-CJKM/s1600-h/ISO-IS991-027.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8808259420032339437-8646216460603585223?l=a-terceira-idade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-terceira-idade.blogspot.com/feeds/8646216460603585223/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8808259420032339437&amp;postID=8646216460603585223' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808259420032339437/posts/default/8646216460603585223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808259420032339437/posts/default/8646216460603585223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-terceira-idade.blogspot.com/2008/09/21-de-setembro-dia-mundial-da-pessoa.html' title='21 de Setembro - Dia Mundial da Pessoa com Doença de Alzheimer'/><author><name>ati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02364714439316131161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH4FS2cK8Zg/STOkx122cBI/AAAAAAAAAFM/jwAFy8mjFeQ/S220/127303~1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH4FS2cK8Zg/SNYRajQEuoI/AAAAAAAAADI/EzNSZbTu7xs/s72-c/ISO-IS991-027.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8808259420032339437.post-247145789036721147</id><published>2008-08-04T11:01:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-08-04T11:05:48.560Z</updated><title type='text'>"Momentos"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Se pudesse voltar a viver a minha vida,da próxima vez gostava de fazer mais erros. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Descontraia. Faria mais disparates. Levaria menos coisas a sério. Corria mais riscos. Acreditaria mais. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Subia mais montanhas e nadava em mais rios.Convidava os amigos mesmo que tivesse nódoas na carpete,usava a vela em forma de rosa antes dela se estragar no armário.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sentava-me na relva com os meus filhos sem me preocupar com as manchas verdes na roupa.Tinha rido e chorado menos em frente da televisão e mais em frente da vida.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tinha contado mais anedotas e visto o lado cómico das coisas.Tinha descoberto menos dramas em cada esquina, e inventado mais aventuras.Se calhar, tinha mais problemas reais, mas menos problemas imaginários.`É que, sabem, sou uma dessas pessoas que vive com sensibilidade. E sanidade hora após hora, dia após dia. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh, tive os meus momentos, e se pudesse fazer tudo de novo, outra vez, tinha muitos mais. De facto, não tentaria ter mais nada. Apenas momentos, uns após outros, em vez de viver tantos anos à frente de cada dia. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fui uma dessas pessoas que nunca ia a lado nenhum sem um termómetro,botija de água quente, casaco para a chuva e pára-quedas. Se pudesse fazer tudo outra vez, viajava mais leve do que viajei. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Se tivesse a minha vida para viver de novo, começava mais cedo a andar descalça na Primavera,e ficava sempre assim,mesmo mais tarde, no Outono. Ia a mais bailes. Cantava muitas mais canções. Diria mais vezes "Amo-te" e "desculpa".E apanharia mais papoilas."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;por Nadine Stair aos 85 anos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8808259420032339437-247145789036721147?l=a-terceira-idade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-terceira-idade.blogspot.com/feeds/247145789036721147/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8808259420032339437&amp;postID=247145789036721147' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808259420032339437/posts/default/247145789036721147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808259420032339437/posts/default/247145789036721147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-terceira-idade.blogspot.com/2008/08/momentos.html' title='&quot;Momentos&quot;'/><author><name>ati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02364714439316131161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH4FS2cK8Zg/STOkx122cBI/AAAAAAAAAFM/jwAFy8mjFeQ/S220/127303~1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8808259420032339437.post-3878318832110580970</id><published>2008-07-26T10:51:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-07-26T11:02:34.202Z</updated><title type='text'>Dia dos Avós</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JH4FS2cK8Zg/SIsB9q74vuI/AAAAAAAAABU/J2x0NFwjRqc/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227273951502712546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JH4FS2cK8Zg/SIsB9q74vuI/AAAAAAAAABU/J2x0NFwjRqc/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Avós e netos no mundo hodierno..."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Diz que os avós são pais duas vezes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Chega fazer pro neto o que para o filho não fez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;E nesta vida de tanta correria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Falta algum tempero na família&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Fora de casa os pais correm atrás do pão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;As crianças quando não estão na escola estão na natação&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hoje já não brincam de roda, estilingue ou de pião,Alguns vão pra escola de música de dança ou pra frente da televisão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Mas existe uma saída que traz à criança certo vigor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;É a atenção dos avós com sua paciência e muito amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Os avós contam história inventam brinquedos na hora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Muitos ficam chorando quando os netos vão embora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Até mesmo na fazenda ou na roça&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;As crianças tiram leite, andam a cavalo ou na carroça,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Pela liberdade que não têm em casa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Perto dos avós elas criam asas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Os avós contam histórias de antigamente antes da televisão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Desperta nas crianças, do passado grande visão...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Falam de coisa interessante até do roceiro chamado doutor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Contam que o médico naquele tempo era um ambulante curador&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Os avós dão às crianças uma mercadoria muito cara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Chamada tempo que para os pais tornou-se coisa rara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Pais e avós devem estar em harmonia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Não deixar os meninos criar certa mania&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;O ponto de vista dos mais velhos pode enriquecer a criança&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Proporcionando lhe carinho e trazendo segurança&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Mas deve evitar o risco do excesso de carinho e de ciúme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;E que ambas as partes tomem cuidado com a alteração de costume.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;de Valeriano Luiz da Silva (1950-2006)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8808259420032339437-3878318832110580970?l=a-terceira-idade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-terceira-idade.blogspot.com/feeds/3878318832110580970/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' 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url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_JH4FS2cK8Zg/SIsB9q74vuI/AAAAAAAAABU/J2x0NFwjRqc/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8808259420032339437.post-6542503158970761971</id><published>2008-07-25T19:19:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-07-25T19:24:26.361Z</updated><title type='text'>As avós do Hip-Hop</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://video.msn.com/video.aspx?mkt=pt-BR&amp;amp;brand=&amp;amp;vid=868dc9b5-1af1-46e7-a0a5-5b2eb80f1999" target="_new" title="Vovós do Hip Hop"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img4.catalog.video.msn.com/Image.aspx?uuid=868dc9b5-1af1-46e7-a0a5-5b2eb80f1999&amp;amp;w=112&amp;amp;h=84" border="0" alt="Vovós do Hip Hop" width="112" height="84" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vovós do Hip Hop&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Vovós do Hip Hop - Um grupo de hip hop transformou-se em moda em Pequim, dançando em rede nacional e boates de toda a cidade. A diferença é que, neste grupo, as dançarinas são mulheres aposentadas, a maioria na faixa dos 60 anos, que estão arrasando nas pistas da China."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;fonte: msn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8808259420032339437-6542503158970761971?l=a-terceira-idade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-terceira-idade.blogspot.com/feeds/6542503158970761971/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8808259420032339437&amp;postID=6542503158970761971' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808259420032339437/posts/default/6542503158970761971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808259420032339437/posts/default/6542503158970761971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-terceira-idade.blogspot.com/2008/07/as-avs-do-hip-hop.html' title='As avós do Hip-Hop'/><author><name>ati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02364714439316131161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH4FS2cK8Zg/STOkx122cBI/AAAAAAAAAFM/jwAFy8mjFeQ/S220/127303~1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8808259420032339437.post-3785111684747141827</id><published>2008-07-10T10:18:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-07-10T10:25:51.667Z</updated><title type='text'>A velhice</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JH4FS2cK8Zg/SHXiKa3O12I/AAAAAAAAABM/EHx9oHLvkK0/s1600-h/beauvoir_simone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221328011643508578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JH4FS2cK8Zg/SHXiKa3O12I/AAAAAAAAABM/EHx9oHLvkK0/s320/beauvoir_simone.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Simone de Beauvoir&lt;/strong&gt; (1908-1986)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;escritora, filósofa existencialista e feminista francesa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Em 1970, Simone escreve &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"A velhice"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, um livro &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; sobre o processo de envelhecimento, onde teceu críticas apaixonadas sobre a atitude da sociedade para com os anciãos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Ficam alguns excertos:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;...“velhice, isso não existe!. Há apenas pessoas menos jovens do que as outras, e nada mais. Para a sociedade, a velhice aparece como uma espécie de segredo vergonhoso, do qual é indecente falar. Sobre a mulher, a criança, o adolescente, existe em todas as áreas uma abundante literatura; fora das obras especializadas, as alusões à velhice são muito raras”. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"...se os velhos manifestam os mesmos desejos, os mesmos sentimentos, as mesmas reivindicações que os jovens, eles escandalizam; neles amor, o ciúme parecem odiosos ou ridículos, a sexualidade repugnante, a violência irrisória. Devem dar o exemplo de todas as virtudes. Antes de tudo, exige-se deles a serenidade; afirma-se que possuem essa serenidade, o que autoriza o desinteresse por sua infelicidade. A imagem sublimada deles mesmos que lhes é proposta é a do Sábio aureolado de cabelos brancos, rico de experiência e venerável, que domina de muito alto a condição humana; se dela se afastam, caem no outro extremo: a imagem que se opõe à primeira é a do velho louco que caduca e delira e de quem as crianças zombam. De qualquer maneira, por sua virtude ou por sua abjeção, os velhos situam-se fora da humanidade. Pode-se, portanto, sem escrúpulo, recusar-lhes o mínimo julgado necessário para levar uma vida de homem".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"... a velhice aparece como uma desgraça: mesmo nas pessoas que consideramos conservadas, a decadência física que ela traz salta aos olhos. Pois a espécie humana é aquela em que as mudanças causadas pelos anos são as mais espetaculares."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8808259420032339437-3785111684747141827?l=a-terceira-idade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-terceira-idade.blogspot.com/feeds/3785111684747141827/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8808259420032339437&amp;postID=3785111684747141827' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808259420032339437/posts/default/3785111684747141827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808259420032339437/posts/default/3785111684747141827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-terceira-idade.blogspot.com/2008/07/velhice.html' title='A velhice'/><author><name>ati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02364714439316131161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH4FS2cK8Zg/STOkx122cBI/AAAAAAAAAFM/jwAFy8mjFeQ/S220/127303~1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_JH4FS2cK8Zg/SHXiKa3O12I/AAAAAAAAABM/EHx9oHLvkK0/s72-c/beauvoir_simone.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8808259420032339437.post-6540720090388570831</id><published>2008-07-08T10:07:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-07-08T10:18:43.644Z</updated><title type='text'>Aprender a envelhecer</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"Por um lado, com a velhice, aumentam as aptidões para aquilo em que se trabalhou durante toda a vida; por outro, pode abrir-se um campo novo de atividade. (...) ao chegar a velhice, «o homem recupera a liberdade perdida e pode dedicar-se ao que sempre lhe interessou e que, pelas necessidades da vida, não pôde realizar».&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;(...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sócrates&lt;/strong&gt;, que, depois de ter sido condenado a tomar cicuta, se pôs a aprender a tocar harpa. Aos discípulos que lhe perguntavam por que se empenhava nisso, sabendo que lhe restava tão pouco tempo de vida, respondeu-lhes com um sorriso de impressionante naturalidade: «Para sabê-lo quando morrer».&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A história antiga e de épocas posteriores retém nomes de pessoas cuja produção artística, intelectual, etc., foi notável nas últimas idades da vida. Já &lt;strong&gt;Cícero&lt;/strong&gt; mencionava no seu &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;De senectute&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; o caso de &lt;strong&gt;Sófocles&lt;/strong&gt;, que compôs tragédias na mais alta velhice. (...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Goethe&lt;/strong&gt; terminou o seu monumental &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fausto&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; aos oitenta e dois anos, &lt;strong&gt;Lamarck&lt;/strong&gt; concluiu a sua &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;História natural&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; também depois dos oitenta, &lt;strong&gt;Cervantes&lt;/strong&gt; terminou o &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;D. Quixote&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; aos sessenta e oito.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;(...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ticiano&lt;/strong&gt; trabalhou quase ininterruptamente com grande criatividade até os noventa e nove anos: um dos seus quadros mais famosos, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A batalha de Lepanto&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, foi pintado aos noventa e oito. E &lt;strong&gt;Michelangelo&lt;/strong&gt; traçou o plano da grande &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cúpula de São Pedro&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; aos setenta e oito.&lt;br /&gt;(...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Verdi&lt;/strong&gt; compôs &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Otelo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; aos setenta e quatro anos e &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Falstaff&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; aos oitenta; &lt;strong&gt;Haendel&lt;/strong&gt; escreveu aos setenta e dois anos o seu &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Triunfo do tempo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; e &lt;strong&gt;Rossini&lt;/strong&gt; a sua &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Missa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; quando beirava os noventa. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;artigo completo em: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.portaldafamilia.org/artigos/artigo331.shtml"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;http://www.portaldafamilia.org/artigos/artigo331.shtml&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Livro: "Aprender a Envelhecer", Clara Janés - Luz María de la Fuente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8808259420032339437-6540720090388570831?l=a-terceira-idade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-terceira-idade.blogspot.com/feeds/6540720090388570831/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8808259420032339437&amp;postID=6540720090388570831' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808259420032339437/posts/default/6540720090388570831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808259420032339437/posts/default/6540720090388570831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-terceira-idade.blogspot.com/2008/07/aprender-envelhecer.html' title='Aprender a envelhecer'/><author><name>ati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02364714439316131161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH4FS2cK8Zg/STOkx122cBI/AAAAAAAAAFM/jwAFy8mjFeQ/S220/127303~1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8808259420032339437.post-5758964320745429288</id><published>2008-07-02T10:48:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-07-02T10:55:59.707Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JH4FS2cK8Zg/SGtdomgHdeI/AAAAAAAAAA4/gF2pxd5NpM8/s1600-h/CÃ³pia+de+couple%20in%20love%2018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218367545350256098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 163px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 168px" height="199" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JH4FS2cK8Zg/SGtdomgHdeI/AAAAAAAAAA4/gF2pxd5NpM8/s320/C%C3%B3pia+de+couple%252520in%252520love%25252018.jpg" width="188" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dia dos Avós&lt;/strong&gt; - 26 de Julho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;" Eternas figuras humanas que hoje queremos homenagear, contemplando com carinho os cabelos brancos, o profundo olhar, as rugas na fronte e na face, sinais da experiência e memória de tantos anos vividos"&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;(autor desconhecido)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8808259420032339437-5758964320745429288?l=a-terceira-idade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-terceira-idade.blogspot.com/feeds/5758964320745429288/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8808259420032339437&amp;postID=5758964320745429288' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808259420032339437/posts/default/5758964320745429288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808259420032339437/posts/default/5758964320745429288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-terceira-idade.blogspot.com/2008/07/dia-dos-avs-26-de-julho-eternas-figuras.html' title=''/><author><name>ati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02364714439316131161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH4FS2cK8Zg/STOkx122cBI/AAAAAAAAAFM/jwAFy8mjFeQ/S220/127303~1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_JH4FS2cK8Zg/SGtdomgHdeI/AAAAAAAAAA4/gF2pxd5NpM8/s72-c/C%C3%B3pia+de+couple%252520in%252520love%25252018.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8808259420032339437.post-8835508491986073152</id><published>2008-06-24T18:01:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-06-24T18:34:07.338Z</updated><title type='text'>Velho ou idoso?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215517095930377442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JH4FS2cK8Zg/SGE9Km7oNOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/sAfvHR5sOxs/s320/idoso(1).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Idoso é quem tem o privilégio de viver longa vida, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Velho é quem perdeu a jovialidade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Você é idoso quando sonha,&lt;br /&gt;você é velho quando apenas dorme.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Você é idoso quando ainda aprende,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;você é velho quando já nem ensina.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Você é idoso quando se exercita,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;você é velho quando somente descansa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Você é idoso quando curte o que lhe resta de vida,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;você é idoso quando sofre o que o aproxima da morte.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Você é idoso quando indaga se vale a pena,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;você é velho quando, sem querer pensar, responde que não.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Você é idoso quando ainda sente amor,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;você é velho quando não sente mais do que ciúmes e possessividade. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Para o idoso, a vida se renova a cada dia que começa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;para o velho, a vida acaba a cada noite que termina. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Para o idoso, o dia de hoje é o primeiro do resto de sua vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;para o velho, todos os dias parecem o último da longa jornada. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Para o idoso, o calendário está repleto de amanhãs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;para o velho, o calendário só tem ontens. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Enquanto o idoso leva uma vida ativa, plena de projetos e preenche esperanças&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;o velho vive horas que se arrastam, destituídas de sentido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto o idoso tem olhos postos no horizonte de onde o sol desponta,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;o velho tem a sua miopia voltada para as sombras do passado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto as rugas do idoso são bonitas porque foram sulcadas pelo sorriso,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;as rugas do velho são feias porque foram vincadas pela amargura.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto o rosto do idoso se ilumina de esperança,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;o rosto do velho se apaga de desânimo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Idoso e velho podem ter a mesma idade cronológica, mas têm idades diferentes no coração!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Que você, idoso, viva ainda uma longa vida, mas que nunca fique velho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;em &lt;em&gt;"Aprenda a Curtir Seus Anos Dourados"&lt;/em&gt; de Jorge R. Nascimento&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8808259420032339437-8835508491986073152?l=a-terceira-idade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-terceira-idade.blogspot.com/feeds/8835508491986073152/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8808259420032339437&amp;postID=8835508491986073152' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808259420032339437/posts/default/8835508491986073152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808259420032339437/posts/default/8835508491986073152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-terceira-idade.blogspot.com/2008/06/velho-ou-idoso.html' title='Velho ou idoso?'/><author><name>ati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02364714439316131161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH4FS2cK8Zg/STOkx122cBI/AAAAAAAAAFM/jwAFy8mjFeQ/S220/127303~1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JH4FS2cK8Zg/SGE9Km7oNOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/sAfvHR5sOxs/s72-c/idoso(1).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
