<?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-2551068111495985006</id><updated>2012-02-16T12:45:42.304-08:00</updated><title type='text'>tartolina</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tartolina.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2551068111495985006/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tartolina.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Bea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j7cfpJkuA2Q/TaGnX8kUVMI/AAAAAAAAAPM/ahexa5qrUKs/s220/192244_201536759880746_100000732690464_586794_7384145_o.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-2551068111495985006.post-3321176850766831618</id><published>2011-03-02T06:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T06:47:39.075-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ciao Yara!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nYMsHSLPD18/TW5UPpTA1yI/AAAAAAAAAOg/dvTlol3PzRE/s1600/url.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 247px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nYMsHSLPD18/TW5UPpTA1yI/AAAAAAAAAOg/dvTlol3PzRE/s320/url.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579489616118994722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Io non ti conoscevo, non ho diritto di giudicarti.&lt;br /&gt;Di scrivere cose che avresti potuto provare,&lt;br /&gt;o che hai provato. Voglio solo dirti ciao, un ambiguo, stupido, sciocco ciao, uno dei tanti che ormai t'arrivano in questo periodo, Yara. Anche mia cugina ama la ginnastica, proprio come te, e sarebbe stata presente anche lei alla gara che ci sarebbe stata  dopo il giorno della tua scomparsa. A volte mi capita di guardare una foto di mia cugina e di intravedere un tuo sorriso, appena accennato, un sorriso rubato a questo incubo chiamato "vita". Io so, per certo, che questa che noi chiamiamo "vita" è solo un sogno, perchè noi stiamo solo dormendo qui, e quando ci risvegliamo siamo lì, dove ora ci sei tu, Yara. La morte non è morte, è solo un risveglio, lo so, ne sono sicura. Il tuo risveglio sarà stato sicuramente doloroso, ma il dolore della morte è il prezzo da pagare per vivere. Chissà, quella sera, com'eri agitata per la gara che ci sarebbe stata nei giorni seguenti, chissà com'eri felice per quel bel voto che avevi preso proprio ieri a scuola dopo tanti sforzi, chissà com'eri eccitata di poter mostrare alle tue amiche le acrobazie che sapevi fare con la palla, la funicella, le claviette, il cerchio e il nastro. Non avevi colpe. Non c'era motivo di svegliarsi dalla vita così presto.&lt;br /&gt;Yara, non posso dire di volerti bene, perchè non ti conosco, ma so sicuramente che tutto quel che t'è accaduto non te lo meritavi, e ti ammiro. Tanto. Ho sempre sperato ti trovassero, viva, con il sorriso sulle labbra, tornata vincitrice... E così è stato. Sei vincitrice del tuo sogno inconcluso, Yara.&lt;br /&gt;Ti chiedo il permesso per dirtelo... Se vuoi non ascoltarmi... Ma un pò, ti voglio bene.&lt;br /&gt;Ti auguro una vita stupenda, perchè te la meriti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2551068111495985006-3321176850766831618?l=tartolina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tartolina.blogspot.com/feeds/3321176850766831618/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2551068111495985006&amp;postID=3321176850766831618' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2551068111495985006/posts/default/3321176850766831618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2551068111495985006/posts/default/3321176850766831618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tartolina.blogspot.com/2011/03/io-non-ti-conoscevo-non-ho-diritto-di.html' title='Ciao Yara!!'/><author><name>Bea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j7cfpJkuA2Q/TaGnX8kUVMI/AAAAAAAAAPM/ahexa5qrUKs/s220/192244_201536759880746_100000732690464_586794_7384145_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nYMsHSLPD18/TW5UPpTA1yI/AAAAAAAAAOg/dvTlol3PzRE/s72-c/url.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2551068111495985006.post-2395576429240921237</id><published>2010-10-25T10:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T10:14:29.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Bloo:"Lei ha mai avuto un sogno nel cassetto, Mr. Herryman?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Mr. Herryman:"Solo mutande e calze, signor Blooregard!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2551068111495985006-2395576429240921237?l=tartolina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tartolina.blogspot.com/feeds/2395576429240921237/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2551068111495985006&amp;postID=2395576429240921237' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2551068111495985006/posts/default/2395576429240921237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2551068111495985006/posts/default/2395576429240921237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tartolina.blogspot.com/2010/10/bloolei-ha-mai-avuto-un-sogno-nel.html' title=''/><author><name>Bea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j7cfpJkuA2Q/TaGnX8kUVMI/AAAAAAAAAPM/ahexa5qrUKs/s220/192244_201536759880746_100000732690464_586794_7384145_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2551068111495985006.post-6033931327897642191</id><published>2010-08-25T12:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T12:28:12.302-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Il vento soffia&lt;br /&gt;               cambia le cose&lt;br /&gt;anche le pietre         &lt;br /&gt;                         diventano rose&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2551068111495985006-6033931327897642191?l=tartolina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tartolina.blogspot.com/feeds/6033931327897642191/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2551068111495985006&amp;postID=6033931327897642191' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2551068111495985006/posts/default/6033931327897642191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2551068111495985006/posts/default/6033931327897642191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tartolina.blogspot.com/2010/08/il-vento-soffia-cambia-le-cose-anche-le.html' title=''/><author><name>Bea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j7cfpJkuA2Q/TaGnX8kUVMI/AAAAAAAAAPM/ahexa5qrUKs/s220/192244_201536759880746_100000732690464_586794_7384145_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2551068111495985006.post-4803816400718607243</id><published>2010-03-27T13:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T13:42:38.112-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RcmKJdZH9D4/S65tCB0k1KI/AAAAAAAAALA/AUsxLV5bk5s/s1600/lurlo+di+munch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 254px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RcmKJdZH9D4/S65tCB0k1KI/AAAAAAAAALA/AUsxLV5bk5s/s320/lurlo+di+munch.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453416080408368290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;L'Urlo è il mio quadro preferito&lt;/span&gt;,  perchè non sai il perchè urla quell'uomo raffiguarato, poi mi piace  perchè mette ansia.&lt;br /&gt;E (ribadisco) perchè non so il motivo dell'urlo  dell'uomo raffigurato nel quadro dell'Urlo! A volte poi mi viene anche  l'istinto di riflettere sul misterioso perchè del fatto che l'omino  raffigurato è pelato.&lt;br /&gt;Una possibile teoria: l'omino ha guardato in faccia Munch, il pittore,  che in quel periodo era affetto dalla lebbra, quindi l'omino sè messo a  urlare per lo spavento e ha perso i capelli.&lt;br /&gt;Le cose sono collegate,  ma non credo che la &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;"Teoria Lebbra"&lt;/span&gt;  sia una teoria molto attendibile...&lt;br /&gt;M'è venuta  l'idea di "riprodurre" il quadro perchè non ci sono copie di quello vero  nel mondo, e l'unico è visibile in un museo in...OLANDA!&lt;br /&gt;"Ovvio" mi sono detta:"che se non sono ancora andata a Londra  figuriamoci in Olanda!!!".&lt;br /&gt;Allora me lo sono dipinto io, con tanto di  acquarello! Tiè!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2551068111495985006-4803816400718607243?l=tartolina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tartolina.blogspot.com/feeds/4803816400718607243/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2551068111495985006&amp;postID=4803816400718607243' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2551068111495985006/posts/default/4803816400718607243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2551068111495985006/posts/default/4803816400718607243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tartolina.blogspot.com/2010/03/lurlo-e-il-mio-quadro-preferito-perche.html' title=''/><author><name>Bea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j7cfpJkuA2Q/TaGnX8kUVMI/AAAAAAAAAPM/ahexa5qrUKs/s220/192244_201536759880746_100000732690464_586794_7384145_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RcmKJdZH9D4/S65tCB0k1KI/AAAAAAAAALA/AUsxLV5bk5s/s72-c/lurlo+di+munch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2551068111495985006.post-4951936175458731367</id><published>2010-03-27T13:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T13:29:54.163-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RcmKJdZH9D4/S65qAiwn13I/AAAAAAAAAK4/Phv_2UMjD9U/s1600/lady+gaga+bad+romance.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 288px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RcmKJdZH9D4/S65qAiwn13I/AAAAAAAAAK4/Phv_2UMjD9U/s320/lady+gaga+bad+romance.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453412756355536754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lady Gaga è una grande perchè se ne frega altamente di quello che la gente dice di lei, e perchè riesce a essere se stessa e brava allo stesso tempo (cosa difficile nella vita). E' anormale anche lei, come me e altri che conosco, e nessuno la eguaglia perchè lei è Stefani Johanne Angelina Germanotta, ovvero l'intramontabile LADY GAGA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2551068111495985006-4951936175458731367?l=tartolina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tartolina.blogspot.com/feeds/4951936175458731367/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2551068111495985006&amp;postID=4951936175458731367' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2551068111495985006/posts/default/4951936175458731367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2551068111495985006/posts/default/4951936175458731367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tartolina.blogspot.com/2010/03/lady-gaga-e-una-grande-perche-se-ne.html' title=''/><author><name>Bea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j7cfpJkuA2Q/TaGnX8kUVMI/AAAAAAAAAPM/ahexa5qrUKs/s220/192244_201536759880746_100000732690464_586794_7384145_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RcmKJdZH9D4/S65qAiwn13I/AAAAAAAAAK4/Phv_2UMjD9U/s72-c/lady+gaga+bad+romance.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2551068111495985006.post-4746969959117152183</id><published>2010-03-25T11:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T11:28:21.537-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Giorgia, mi hai insegnato a socializzare, mi hai aperto gli occhi, perchè so che io e te siamo due anormali in perfetta sintonia che ridono al minimo spostamento di un centimetro cubo dell'aria.&lt;br /&gt;Che Il Grande Uniposca ti sostenga e ti ascolti sempre, soprattutto in questo momento in cui ci è stata negata la licenza di 'vicine di banco'.&lt;br /&gt;TVB Giorgia, sei una grande!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2551068111495985006-4746969959117152183?l=tartolina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tartolina.blogspot.com/feeds/4746969959117152183/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2551068111495985006&amp;postID=4746969959117152183' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2551068111495985006/posts/default/4746969959117152183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2551068111495985006/posts/default/4746969959117152183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tartolina.blogspot.com/2010/03/giorgia-mi-hai-insegnato-socializzare.html' title=''/><author><name>Bea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j7cfpJkuA2Q/TaGnX8kUVMI/AAAAAAAAAPM/ahexa5qrUKs/s220/192244_201536759880746_100000732690464_586794_7384145_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2551068111495985006.post-8625304788193774652</id><published>2010-03-24T11:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T11:39:21.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Biscotti a forma di trifoglio...non sapevo che la mia prof. di Inglese avesse il pollice...infarinato!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RcmKJdZH9D4/S6pbxMtXflI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/oPW-46sneq8/s1600/26179_1293901180629_1023286104_30693726_7586466_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RcmKJdZH9D4/S6pbxMtXflI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/oPW-46sneq8/s320/26179_1293901180629_1023286104_30693726_7586466_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452271199668633170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Abbiamo festeggiato St. Patrick's Day in classe, il 15 Marzo...è stata davvero un'esperienza diveretente e...dolce!&lt;br /&gt;Io non impazzisco per i dolci, però questi biscotti erano proprio buoni! ED ERANO PREPARATI MANUALMENTE DALLA MIA PROF. DI INGLESE! Non avrei mai pensato che avesse il pollice infarinato!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2551068111495985006-8625304788193774652?l=tartolina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tartolina.blogspot.com/feeds/8625304788193774652/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2551068111495985006&amp;postID=8625304788193774652' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2551068111495985006/posts/default/8625304788193774652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2551068111495985006/posts/default/8625304788193774652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tartolina.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-biscotti-forma-di-trifoglionon-sapevo.html' title='I Biscotti a forma di trifoglio...non sapevo che la mia prof. di Inglese avesse il pollice...infarinato!'/><author><name>Bea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j7cfpJkuA2Q/TaGnX8kUVMI/AAAAAAAAAPM/ahexa5qrUKs/s220/192244_201536759880746_100000732690464_586794_7384145_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RcmKJdZH9D4/S6pbxMtXflI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/oPW-46sneq8/s72-c/26179_1293901180629_1023286104_30693726_7586466_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2551068111495985006.post-3911080351216183366</id><published>2009-08-27T12:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T12:46:17.012-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RcmKJdZH9D4/SpbhLtj4cVI/AAAAAAAAAFs/ZKTaai0q6JM/s1600-h/PEACH.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 298px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RcmKJdZH9D4/SpbhLtj4cVI/AAAAAAAAAFs/ZKTaai0q6JM/s320/PEACH.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374730796638171474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Mai giocato a Mario Kart Wii? E' bellissimo, soprattutto quando gioco con peach (sempre), con la macchina "Ali di Squalo". Arrivo sempre prima nel 'Trofeo Fiore' in 'Outlet Cocco', e in 'Gola Fungo' nel 'Trofeo Fungo', mentre in tutte le altre (o quasi), mio cugino Marco vince sempre.&lt;br /&gt;Ma, io, essendo FURBISSIMA, gli dico di fare sempre quei due circuiti lì, e lui mi dà retta!!!&lt;br /&gt;Mitiko!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2551068111495985006-3911080351216183366?l=tartolina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tartolina.blogspot.com/feeds/3911080351216183366/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2551068111495985006&amp;postID=3911080351216183366' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2551068111495985006/posts/default/3911080351216183366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2551068111495985006/posts/default/3911080351216183366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tartolina.blogspot.com/2009/08/mai-giocato-mario-kart-wii-e-bellissimo.html' title=''/><author><name>Bea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j7cfpJkuA2Q/TaGnX8kUVMI/AAAAAAAAAPM/ahexa5qrUKs/s220/192244_201536759880746_100000732690464_586794_7384145_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RcmKJdZH9D4/SpbhLtj4cVI/AAAAAAAAAFs/ZKTaai0q6JM/s72-c/PEACH.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2551068111495985006.post-6614371920238056878</id><published>2009-08-27T12:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T12:20:19.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'>La mia strada</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RcmKJdZH9D4/SpbZ_Sw-mAI/AAAAAAAAAFk/OL5XZOYt97E/s1600-h/la-mia-strada.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RcmKJdZH9D4/SpbZ_Sw-mAI/AAAAAAAAAFk/OL5XZOYt97E/s320/la-mia-strada.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374722886705518594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mitika hannah montana, soprattutto l'idea della parrucca!&lt;br /&gt;E se uno si mette a leggere la biografia di Miley Cyrus, di certo saprà cose che neanche si potrebbe immaginare!!!&lt;br /&gt;Miley, prima di diventare hannah, era una sfigata di prima classe (così si definisce lei nel libro)! E' un libro bellissimo, che non parla solo della sua vita, di cosa ha fatto, ma aggiunge frasi e riflessioni bellissime, come:"Se riesci a entrare in sintonia con un'emozione o un'esperienza dal valore universale e sai disegnarle, o cantarle, o scriverle, così che altra gente possa riconoscerle ed identificarsi in esse, allora tutte le persone che hai raggiunto sono unite nella loro reciproca comprensione, e il mondo diventa un posto più piccolo e più amichevole.", e non dovete ASSOLUTAMENTE perdere il capitolo della prima tappa intitolato:"Lyric e Melody", corto, ma pieno zeppo di significato e frasi stupende!&lt;br /&gt;Giuro, non lo dico per fare pubblicità, ma questo libro è davvero fantastico!      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2551068111495985006-6614371920238056878?l=tartolina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tartolina.blogspot.com/feeds/6614371920238056878/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2551068111495985006&amp;postID=6614371920238056878' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2551068111495985006/posts/default/6614371920238056878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2551068111495985006/posts/default/6614371920238056878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tartolina.blogspot.com/2009/08/la-mia-strada.html' title='La mia strada'/><author><name>Bea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j7cfpJkuA2Q/TaGnX8kUVMI/AAAAAAAAAPM/ahexa5qrUKs/s220/192244_201536759880746_100000732690464_586794_7384145_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RcmKJdZH9D4/SpbZ_Sw-mAI/AAAAAAAAAFk/OL5XZOYt97E/s72-c/la-mia-strada.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2551068111495985006.post-5180031393691979516</id><published>2009-01-10T07:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T07:58:39.727-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RcmKJdZH9D4/SWjE-2gfURI/AAAAAAAAADQ/0hSOyT8epm4/s1600-h/SDC10258.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RcmKJdZH9D4/SWjE-2gfURI/AAAAAAAAADQ/0hSOyT8epm4/s320/SDC10258.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289694346409365778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Questa è Vera:una degli straultraiperstratosferici educatori&lt;br /&gt;dell'A.C.R. di S.Stefano a Crema!!!&lt;br /&gt;Un bacione a lei,a tutti gli altri educatori e ai miei&lt;br /&gt;amici dell'A.C.R.!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La Seve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2551068111495985006-5180031393691979516?l=tartolina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tartolina.blogspot.com/feeds/5180031393691979516/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2551068111495985006&amp;postID=5180031393691979516' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2551068111495985006/posts/default/5180031393691979516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2551068111495985006/posts/default/5180031393691979516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tartolina.blogspot.com/2009/01/questa-verauna-degli.html' title=''/><author><name>Bea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j7cfpJkuA2Q/TaGnX8kUVMI/AAAAAAAAAPM/ahexa5qrUKs/s220/192244_201536759880746_100000732690464_586794_7384145_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RcmKJdZH9D4/SWjE-2gfURI/AAAAAAAAADQ/0hSOyT8epm4/s72-c/SDC10258.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2551068111495985006.post-4216128713870083102</id><published>2008-12-25T12:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T10:06:55.810-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ilwitnmtaVQ/SVPrNzxoSvI/AAAAAAAAAPg/KpI7FtXiLOY/s1600-h/bea-mamma.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ilwitnmtaVQ/SVPrNzxoSvI/AAAAAAAAAPg/KpI7FtXiLOY/s320/bea-mamma.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283825410304920306" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;In questa foto sn la mamma sclerotica in una recita dell'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A.C.R. Il vestito mi fa un pò grassa vero!?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2551068111495985006-4216128713870083102?l=tartolina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tartolina.blogspot.com/feeds/4216128713870083102/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2551068111495985006&amp;postID=4216128713870083102' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2551068111495985006/posts/default/4216128713870083102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2551068111495985006/posts/default/4216128713870083102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tartolina.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post_5337.html' title=''/><author><name>marcantonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00195386598922840236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CohZ8-Xave4/Tv8ii1gO6II/AAAAAAAAAxc/9js0eJWJgiY/s1600/ieuqwuroiu.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ilwitnmtaVQ/SVPrNzxoSvI/AAAAAAAAAPg/KpI7FtXiLOY/s72-c/bea-mamma.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2551068111495985006.post-1402617337808547480</id><published>2008-12-24T07:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T07:56:27.914-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RcmKJdZH9D4/SVJbTo5t4yI/AAAAAAAAACI/YLewfA8uM2c/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RcmKJdZH9D4/SVJbTo5t4yI/AAAAAAAAACI/YLewfA8uM2c/s320/004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283385705814156066" border="0" /&gt;Cesare: mio cugino&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2551068111495985006-1402617337808547480?l=tartolina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tartolina.blogspot.com/feeds/1402617337808547480/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2551068111495985006&amp;postID=1402617337808547480' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2551068111495985006/posts/default/1402617337808547480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2551068111495985006/posts/default/1402617337808547480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tartolina.blogspot.com/2008/12/cesare-mio-cugino.html' title=''/><author><name>Bea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j7cfpJkuA2Q/TaGnX8kUVMI/AAAAAAAAAPM/ahexa5qrUKs/s220/192244_201536759880746_100000732690464_586794_7384145_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RcmKJdZH9D4/SVJbTo5t4yI/AAAAAAAAACI/YLewfA8uM2c/s72-c/004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2551068111495985006.post-1686644575787941065</id><published>2008-12-14T09:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T09:38:38.469-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RcmKJdZH9D4/SUVEJoa5r6I/AAAAAAAAABg/bZsJPlOV_pI/s1600-h/SDC10043B.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RcmKJdZH9D4/SUVEJoa5r6I/AAAAAAAAABg/bZsJPlOV_pI/s320/SDC10043B.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279701070421536674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                    la fontana dell'oro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2551068111495985006-1686644575787941065?l=tartolina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tartolina.blogspot.com/feeds/1686644575787941065/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2551068111495985006&amp;postID=1686644575787941065' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2551068111495985006/posts/default/1686644575787941065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2551068111495985006/posts/default/1686644575787941065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tartolina.blogspot.com/2008/12/la-fontana-delloro.html' title=''/><author><name>Bea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j7cfpJkuA2Q/TaGnX8kUVMI/AAAAAAAAAPM/ahexa5qrUKs/s220/192244_201536759880746_100000732690464_586794_7384145_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RcmKJdZH9D4/SUVEJoa5r6I/AAAAAAAAABg/bZsJPlOV_pI/s72-c/SDC10043B.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2551068111495985006.post-5317600795666644287</id><published>2008-05-01T10:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T10:53:03.661-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Laura</title><content type='html'>Ero alle medie, il primo anno e non avevo ancora un' amica.&lt;br /&gt;Un giorno trovai Laura, una raga che impazzisce per Betty Boo,che se ne stava tutta sola&lt;br /&gt;di fianco a una colonna di marmo.Le andai vicino e le dissi:"Anche tu sei qui da sola?"&lt;br /&gt;lei mi rispose:"Si!".&lt;br /&gt;Per salutarmi lei mi molla 5 o 6 pugni, ma mi vuole bene!&lt;br /&gt;In totale al giorno mi molla c. 20 pugni.&lt;br /&gt;Una volta grazie a lei scoprii la pizza con le patatine!&lt;br /&gt;Poi ho visto la sua famiglia fantasticosamente accogliente e vivace!&lt;br /&gt;Lei odia inglese anche se dovesse prendere "ottimo" , tanto la prof.  la detesta!&lt;br /&gt;Beh, dopo averlo letto la immaginerai davvero come una campionessa di pugilato!!!:-D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2551068111495985006-5317600795666644287?l=tartolina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tartolina.blogspot.com/feeds/5317600795666644287/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2551068111495985006&amp;postID=5317600795666644287' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2551068111495985006/posts/default/5317600795666644287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2551068111495985006/posts/default/5317600795666644287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tartolina.blogspot.com/2008/05/laura-caligari.html' title='Laura'/><author><name>Bea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j7cfpJkuA2Q/TaGnX8kUVMI/AAAAAAAAAPM/ahexa5qrUKs/s220/192244_201536759880746_100000732690464_586794_7384145_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2551068111495985006.post-5570813320006254291</id><published>2008-03-01T05:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T06:23:35.543-08:00</updated><title type='text'>chi la fa... l'aspetti!</title><content type='html'>Non troppo tempo fa, in una foresta, c'era un pappagallo giovane con le penne lucenti; era il re della foresta. Era salito al trono così presto perchè suo padre morì di perdita di penne.Il pappagallo si chiamava Sansone; aveva due piccole zampette e la sua pancia era grande come un pallone da calcio, ma era agilissimo e molto veloce. Un giorno il pappagallo Sansone andò in una caverna dove riposava una tigre di nome Genna con suo fratello Martino prendendoli in giro non  appena li vedeva dicendo che li avrebbe sbattuti fuori dal regno perchè erano brutti, puzzolenti e perchè la loro casa non era degna del regno. Un giorno, poi, Sansone li giustiziò e  chiese (sempre sgarbatamente) ai gorilla di ridurre in bricioline la grotta di Genna e di Martino. Dopo qualche tempo gli abitanti della foresta fecero re il leone Osvaldo Sebastiano che fece giustiziare Sansone, ormai povero, lercio e senza tetto. 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