<?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-3743835499135001790</id><updated>2012-01-28T19:06:47.609-08:00</updated><category term='Miss Brasil 1961'/><category term='Miss Pernambuco 1969'/><category term='Miss Universo 2011'/><category term='Adriana Cabral-Miss Pernambuco 1998'/><category term='Miss Guanabara 1960'/><category term='Crônicas de Daslan Melo Lima'/><category term='Flávia Cavalcante'/><category term='Lisane Guimarães Távora'/><category term='Sessão Nostalgia'/><category term='Macaparana'/><category term='Misses do Piauí'/><category term='Maria Isabel de Avelar Elias'/><category term='Miss Guanabara 1964'/><category term='Sabrina Antunes'/><category term='Miss Brasil Latina 2012'/><category term='Edilene Caetano'/><category term='Bellini'/><category term='Miss Pernambuco 1978'/><category term='Reginaldo Pessoa'/><category term='Miss Sesi Industriária 1978'/><category term='Dirce Machado'/><category term='Maria Raquel de Andrade'/><category term='Miss Renascença'/><category term='Misses de Sorocaba'/><category term='No tempo da Socila'/><category term='Muciolo Ferreira'/><category term='Alagoas'/><category term='Miss Brasil 1967'/><category term='Maria da Consolação Teixeira e Silva'/><category term='Martha Rocha'/><category term='Miss Brasil 1971'/><category term='Sessão Nostalgia-Especial'/><category term='Regina  Léclery'/><category term='Teresinha Morango'/><category term='Eva Ekvall'/><category term='Wilza Rainato'/><category term='Miss Piauí 1963'/><category term='Maria Helena Leal Lopes'/><category term='São Vicente Ferrer'/><category term='Miss Guanabara 1969'/><category term='Miss Brasil 1958'/><category term='Chicó'/><category term='Miss Brasil 1975'/><category term='Vera Lúcia Couto'/><category term='Alagaoas'/><category term='Sabrina Leandra Gomes'/><category term='Miss Pernambuco'/><category term='Timbaúba'/><category term='Edi Corrêa Leite'/><category term='Ingrid Budag'/><category term='Sessão Nostalgia Especial'/><category term='Miss Guanabara 1970'/><category term='Ana Glitz'/><category term='Mário Quintana'/><category term='Gabriele Marinho'/><category term='Jerusa Farias'/><category term='Vale a pena ler de novo'/><category term='Pausas na Passarela'/><category term='O carro mais  antigo do Brasil'/><category term='Miss Brasil 2011'/><category term='Emília Corrêa Lima'/><category term='Miss Guanabara 1966'/><category term='Miss Brasil 1962'/><category term='Eveline Schroeter'/><category term='Jovem Guarda'/><category term='Fernando Bandeira'/><category term='Miss Brasil 1989'/><category term='Miss Alagoas 1961'/><category term='Sessão Especial'/><category term='Eliane Guimarães'/><title type='text'>PASSARELA CULTURAL</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passarelacultural.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3743835499135001790/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passarelacultural.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3743835499135001790/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>DASLAN MELO LIMA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16900312641852855709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Uic6oP60Kbo/TonvsXqJfbI/AAAAAAAASYI/90YVZNiFLTc/s220/daslansite.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>294</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3743835499135001790.post-5388358756436570147</id><published>2012-01-28T05:36:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T09:37:44.217-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Timbaúba'/><title type='text'>O MAR DE TAMBAÚ POR TESTEMUNHA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OCPntCai8oo/TyQsl3dfAoI/AAAAAAAATs4/Y0RVJ7CUGNI/s1600/moema1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OCPntCai8oo/TyQsl3dfAoI/AAAAAAAATs4/Y0RVJ7CUGNI/s400/moema1.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Após a &lt;i&gt;Aula da Saudade&lt;/i&gt; da turma do curso de Enfermagem da Universidade Federal da Paraíba, quinze concluintes, diante do mar de Tambaú, agradeceram a &lt;b&gt;DEUS&lt;/b&gt; pela vitória alcançada e prometeram contribuir para a construção de um mundo melhor. Entre elas estava a timbaubense &lt;b&gt;Moema Brandão&lt;/b&gt;. ***** Confira sua festa de formatura na secção "De Timbaúba para o Mundo."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;*****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&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/3743835499135001790-5388358756436570147?l=passarelacultural.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passarelacultural.blogspot.com/feeds/5388358756436570147/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3743835499135001790&amp;postID=5388358756436570147' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3743835499135001790/posts/default/5388358756436570147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3743835499135001790/posts/default/5388358756436570147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passarelacultural.blogspot.com/2012/01/capa_28.html' title='O MAR DE TAMBAÚ POR TESTEMUNHA'/><author><name>DASLAN MELO LIMA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16900312641852855709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Uic6oP60Kbo/TonvsXqJfbI/AAAAAAAASYI/90YVZNiFLTc/s220/daslansite.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OCPntCai8oo/TyQsl3dfAoI/AAAAAAAATs4/Y0RVJ7CUGNI/s72-c/moema1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3743835499135001790.post-4766868763999668553</id><published>2012-01-28T05:35:00.005-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T11:09:33.336-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crônicas de Daslan Melo Lima'/><title type='text'>VERÃO COM CARA DE INVERNO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Daslan Melo Lima&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cDQnqiot2mM/TyQ_c2iXNII/AAAAAAAATtI/FtfBYoo_7NI/s1600/aurora1-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="157" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cDQnqiot2mM/TyQ_c2iXNII/AAAAAAAATtI/FtfBYoo_7NI/s400/aurora1-1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; A bela foto acima, clicada por &lt;b&gt;Alexandre Gondim/JC Imagem&lt;/b&gt;, ilustrou a matéria "&lt;i&gt;Verão com cara de invern&lt;/i&gt;o", na primeira página do caderno &lt;i&gt;Cidades&lt;/i&gt;, do &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Jornal do Commercio&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, Recife, edição de 24/01/2012. Um poema em forma de foto, mostrando o casario da Rua da Aurora e o Rio Capibaribe repleto de &lt;i&gt;baronesas&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Durante quatro anos da minha vida, a Rua da Aurora e o Rio Capibaribe foram testemunhas de alguns dos meus sonhos mais sonhados, quando eu passava para estudar no tradicional Ginásio Pernambucano. Eu estava no verão da minha vida, mas era um verão que muitas vezes ficava com cara de inverno, quando, confuso&amp;nbsp; e preocupado com que o futuro me reservava, sentava-me&amp;nbsp; às margens do Capibaribe sonhando com um verão permanente em minh'alma.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Na maturidade das nossas vidas podemos entender melhor as sábias lições da natureza. Verão e inverno dentro de nós. Verão e inverno fora de nós. Nem tudo é verão, canta o céu quando a chuva cai. Nem tudo é inverno, canta o céu quando o sol sai.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Assim Seja !&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;*****&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/3743835499135001790-4766868763999668553?l=passarelacultural.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passarelacultural.blogspot.com/feeds/4766868763999668553/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3743835499135001790&amp;postID=4766868763999668553' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3743835499135001790/posts/default/4766868763999668553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3743835499135001790/posts/default/4766868763999668553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passarelacultural.blogspot.com/2012/01/cronica-seccao-em-construcao_28.html' title='VERÃO COM CARA DE INVERNO'/><author><name>DASLAN MELO LIMA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16900312641852855709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Uic6oP60Kbo/TonvsXqJfbI/AAAAAAAASYI/90YVZNiFLTc/s220/daslansite.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cDQnqiot2mM/TyQ_c2iXNII/AAAAAAAATtI/FtfBYoo_7NI/s72-c/aurora1-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3743835499135001790.post-1006438134666575439</id><published>2012-01-28T05:35:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T08:51:47.231-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pausas na Passarela'/><title type='text'>PAUSAS NA PASSARELA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;AGENDA&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;29 de janeiro, domingo: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dia Mundial do Hanseniano.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt; 30 de janeiro, segunda-feira: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dia Nacional dos Quadrinhos - Dia da Saudade.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt; 02 de fevereiro, quinta-feira: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dia do Religioso - Dia do Agente Fiscal.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;*****&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;MEMÓRIA&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/1/10/Ritchie_Valens_Promotional_Photo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/1/10/Ritchie_Valens_Promotional_Photo.jpg" width="179" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-761rH5YkD7U/TgkpoCmj4iI/AAAAAAAAAGo/m7JmiIrfGRk/s1600/gandhi1.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ritchie Vallens &lt;/b&gt;(13/05/1941 - 03/02/1959)&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;29 de janeiro de 1986:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;O presdiente &lt;b&gt;José Sarney&lt;/b&gt; lança o programa de irrigação do Nordeste, que pretende beneficiar um milhão de hectares na região dentro de um período de cinco anos.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;30 de janeiro de 1987&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;Morre &lt;b&gt;Ferdinand Prosche&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, alemão, inventor do famoso carro Porsche. &lt;b&gt;31 de janeiro de 1961:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;Tem início no Brasil mais um governo baseado no populismo: tomava posse em Brasília o presidente &lt;b&gt;Jânio Quadros&lt;/b&gt;, para renunciar sete meses depois.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;1º de fevereiro de 1974:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;Fogo, horror e mortes. Incêndio no Edfício Joelma, em São Paulo-SP, mata 188 pessoas. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;02 de fevereiro de 1996: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Morre &lt;b&gt;Gene Kelly&lt;/b&gt;, ator e dançarino, imortalizado no clásico filme "Cantando na Chuva". &lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;03 de fevereiro de 1959:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp; Queda de vião em Mason City, Iowa, Estados Unidos, mata &lt;b&gt;Ritchie Valens&lt;/b&gt;, aos 17 anos de idade, criador do sucesso "La Bamba".&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;04 de fevereiro de 1972:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt; Uma &lt;b&gt;praga de lebres&lt;/b&gt; ataca os municípios de São Joaquim, Laguna e Ibiraci, no Estado de Santa Catarina, destruindo 200 mil pés de repolho.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;***** &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;REFLEXÃO&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Minha pátria é o mundo e minha religião é fazer o bem."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;- &lt;b&gt;Thomas Paine&lt;/b&gt; (1737-1809), filósofo político anglo-americano. &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;*****&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;PASSARELA ANIMAL&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k7AWcYxumwo/Twjtfp0TaTI/AAAAAAAALCE/r3B-L9Zg6Q8/s1600/imagens-para-tumblr-animaisgatos-cachorros-coelho-fotos-inspira%25C3%25A7%25C3%25A3o-meninas-decoupage-renders-lindas-anjo-png-psds-brushes-photoscape-by-thata-schultz20120107-tumblr_lt6hdxBfRc1r2o7lyo1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k7AWcYxumwo/Twjtfp0TaTI/AAAAAAAALCE/r3B-L9Zg6Q8/s320/imagens-para-tumblr-animaisgatos-cachorros-coelho-fotos-inspira%25C3%25A7%25C3%25A3o-meninas-decoupage-renders-lindas-anjo-png-psds-brushes-photoscape-by-thata-schultz20120107-tumblr_lt6hdxBfRc1r2o7lyo1_500_large.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZMqqAL5PmBI/TqSg-IiLCpI/AAAAAAAAANk/HC7GmADLFuM/s400/Vida%252Bde%252Bcao_felicidade.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;De                          todas as criaturas de Deus apenas uma não pode                          ser o escravo do chicote. Esta criatura é o gato.                          Se o homem pudesse ser cruzado com o gato, isto melhoraria                          o homem, mas deterioraria o gato."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;- Mark Twain &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;(1835-1910), escritor norte-americano.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;*****&lt;/b&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/3743835499135001790-1006438134666575439?l=passarelacultural.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passarelacultural.blogspot.com/feeds/1006438134666575439/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3743835499135001790&amp;postID=1006438134666575439' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3743835499135001790/posts/default/1006438134666575439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3743835499135001790/posts/default/1006438134666575439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passarelacultural.blogspot.com/2012/01/pausas-na-passarela-seccao-em_28.html' title='PAUSAS NA PASSARELA'/><author><name>DASLAN MELO LIMA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16900312641852855709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Uic6oP60Kbo/TonvsXqJfbI/AAAAAAAASYI/90YVZNiFLTc/s220/daslansite.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k7AWcYxumwo/Twjtfp0TaTI/AAAAAAAALCE/r3B-L9Zg6Q8/s72-c/imagens-para-tumblr-animaisgatos-cachorros-coelho-fotos-inspira%25C3%25A7%25C3%25A3o-meninas-decoupage-renders-lindas-anjo-png-psds-brushes-photoscape-by-thata-schultz20120107-tumblr_lt6hdxBfRc1r2o7lyo1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3743835499135001790.post-6197362688824433576</id><published>2012-01-28T05:35:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T18:56:52.668-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Timbaúba'/><title type='text'>DE TIMBAÚBA PARA O MUNDO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: blue;"&gt;TIMBAÚBA EM RITMO DE CARNAVAL&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_MJJa2hD-6Y/TyQT6AiwGmI/AAAAAAAATsY/IACN8pifZHg/s1600/as+piruas+2012.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_MJJa2hD-6Y/TyQT6AiwGmI/AAAAAAAATsY/IACN8pifZHg/s320/as+piruas+2012.jpg" width="226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;AS PIRUAS -&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Já estão abertas na CD 1000 as inscrições para o desfile do&amp;nbsp; bloco&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;As Piruas&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, que este ano vai homenagear um dos seus fundadores, &lt;b&gt;Toinho&amp;nbsp; Bicudo&lt;/b&gt; (&lt;i&gt;in memorian&lt;/i&gt;).Parece que foi ontem, mas o bloco está completando 21 anos de existência. Data, hora e local de saída: 12 de fevereiro, domingo da semana pré-carnavalesca, às 12 horas da manhã, na frente do Hotel Styllu's, bairro de Mocós. Uma realização do &lt;b&gt;Grupo Serra&lt;/b&gt;, "&lt;i&gt;onde você nem imagina&lt;/i&gt;".&amp;nbsp; Maiores informações: &lt;b&gt;Sandro&lt;/b&gt;, (81) 9911.5384.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;.....&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MCwu9FBoThA/TyQRHscoIBI/AAAAAAAATsQ/xcpKCr18ijo/s1600/Elas+por+elas.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MCwu9FBoThA/TyQRHscoIBI/AAAAAAAATsQ/xcpKCr18ijo/s320/Elas+por+elas.jpg" width="219" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;ELAS POR ELAS -&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;O bloco &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Elas por Elas&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, "&lt;i&gt;o maior bloco de carnaval feminino do mundo&lt;/i&gt;", cujo recorde ainda está pendente de homologação pelo Guinnes Book, o Livro dos Recordes, sairá na sexta-feira, 17.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: blue;"&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: blue;"&gt;.....&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;BAILE MUNICIPAL -&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-size: small;"&gt;O  4º Grande Baile Municipal de Timbaúba será realizado no dia 11 de  fevereiro, no Timbaúba Tênis Clube, com os concursos de fantasias,  categorias luxo e originalidade, e a escolha do Rei e da Rainha do Baile  Municipal. As inscrições já estão abertas na sala do pró-Jovem,  localizada no Centro de Políticas Administrativas, espaço onde funcionou  o antigo Colégio Decisão. Os prêmios para os vencedores em ambas as  categorias de fantasias serão de 500, 300 e 200 reais, respectivamente  para os primeiros, segundos e terceiros lugares. Enquanto isso, o Rei e a  Rainha irão faturar 500 reais cada um. O regulamento do evento está à  disposição dos interessados no local da inscrição.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; A decoração do Tênis Clube terá &lt;b&gt;Paris&lt;/b&gt; como tema. Duas orquestras irão garantir a animação da festa: &lt;b&gt;Orquestra Super Oara&lt;/b&gt; e a &lt;i&gt;prata da casa&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;Banda Classe A&lt;/b&gt;. As mesas estão sendo vendidas a 100 reais e podem ser adquiridas com &lt;b&gt;Vitória Travassos&lt;/b&gt;, através dos telefones (81) 9237.7818 (Claro) e (81) 9803.4541 (Tim).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: small;"&gt;Outras imagens e comentários sobre o carnaval timbaubense serão postados nos próximos dias.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;*****&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: blue;"&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: blue;"&gt;TIMBAÚBA, ROTEIRO POÉTICO&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BiTC2kH8Xys/TyQw0hGz1lI/AAAAAAAATtA/l1x0I4l-2wY/s1600/timbaroteiropoetico.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BiTC2kH8Xys/TyQw0hGz1lI/AAAAAAAATtA/l1x0I4l-2wY/s400/timbaroteiropoetico.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;PARECE QUE O MAR É ALI&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- É meio-dia na Praça Carlos Lyra. Porque é janeiro, a praça está deserta, como desertas estão dezenas de ruas timbaubenses. Os estudantes estão de férias e muitas pessoas foram sentir na&amp;nbsp; pele a brisa mansa, o azul e o sal das praias de Acaú, Pitimbu, Pontas de Pedra, Praia Azul...Parece que o mar é ali, diz o silêncio que está aqui.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: blue;"&gt;*****&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: blue;"&gt;MEMÓRIA TIMBAUBENSE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.orkut.com/orkut/photos/PQAAAEF3mVr2UJhEGMg6pVYfDis3lXJoDPsLhHEK-Xr27Z90Kir_ShovXF7JGVwHCO95Vin3u1emLvLjuM7zr8lcXyQAm1T1UKrzB5OSjn1Jx2y43Bqydlo3nW5t.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="232" src="http://images.orkut.com/orkut/photos/PQAAAEF3mVr2UJhEGMg6pVYfDis3lXJoDPsLhHEK-Xr27Z90Kir_ShovXF7JGVwHCO95Vin3u1emLvLjuM7zr8lcXyQAm1T1UKrzB5OSjn1Jx2y43Bqydlo3nW5t.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Neste domingo, 29, o casal &lt;b&gt;José Marcos de Vasconcelos Carvalho&lt;/b&gt; e &lt;b&gt;Nadja Palma Pedrosa de Vasconcelos&lt;/b&gt; celebra &lt;i&gt;Bodas de Coral&lt;/i&gt;. &amp;nbsp;Há 35 anos, ele e ela tornaram-se marido e mulher, em cerimônia &amp;nbsp;celebrada pelo &lt;b&gt;Padre José de Castro&lt;/b&gt;, &amp;nbsp;na Igreja da Iputinga, Recife. Aposentados do BNB, Banco do Nordeste do Brasil, Marcos e Nadja estão radicados há anos na capital pernambucana, mas não esquecem Timbaúba, sua amada &lt;i&gt;Princesa Serrana&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.orkut.com/orkut/photos/PQAAADPHbUlzJNR6w7X7kLgNaTDwwdC-jEqRHvUIDXtzfa_FgqAgiw6jtvfLCDuMUv4n4MpkZRfZA9Yt6j6EUajLSusAm1T1UPHpXTfk03oL0XdZ-DZFBHUesZez.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://images.orkut.com/orkut/photos/PQAAADPHbUlzJNR6w7X7kLgNaTDwwdC-jEqRHvUIDXtzfa_FgqAgiw6jtvfLCDuMUv4n4MpkZRfZA9Yt6j6EUajLSusAm1T1UPHpXTfk03oL0XdZ-DZFBHUesZez.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;b style="color: blue;"&gt;*****&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;O MAR DE TAMBAÚ POR TESTEMUNHA, A FORMATURA DE MOEMA BRANDÃO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Reportagem em construção, em pauta para postagem nesta segunda-feira, 30. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: blue;"&gt;*****&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;/b&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/3743835499135001790-6197362688824433576?l=passarelacultural.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passarelacultural.blogspot.com/feeds/6197362688824433576/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3743835499135001790&amp;postID=6197362688824433576' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3743835499135001790/posts/default/6197362688824433576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3743835499135001790/posts/default/6197362688824433576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passarelacultural.blogspot.com/2012/01/de-timbauba-para-o-mundo-seccao-em.html' title='DE TIMBAÚBA PARA O MUNDO'/><author><name>DASLAN MELO LIMA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16900312641852855709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Uic6oP60Kbo/TonvsXqJfbI/AAAAAAAASYI/90YVZNiFLTc/s220/daslansite.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_MJJa2hD-6Y/TyQT6AiwGmI/AAAAAAAATsY/IACN8pifZHg/s72-c/as+piruas+2012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3743835499135001790.post-3060907877753316193</id><published>2012-01-28T05:34:00.004-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T18:38:13.803-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alagoas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chicó'/><title type='text'>DE ALAGOAS PARA  O MUNDO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;CHICÓ, A MORTE NUM DOMINGO, SEM BANHO NO TIJUCA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Na manhã do domingo, 22 de janeiro, recebí pelo &lt;i&gt;Facebook&lt;/i&gt; esta mensagem do meu conterrâneo-contemporâneo &lt;b&gt;Ladorvane Cabral&lt;/b&gt;: "&lt;i&gt;Sai de cena definitivamente, do teatro da vida, nesse plano, indo atender ao chamado de Deus, talvez em outros palcos, com refletores naturais, plateia mais dedicada, mais compreensível, o músico, cantor e&amp;nbsp; compositor que amava São José da Laje, &lt;b&gt;Chicó&lt;/b&gt;. Nos deixa nessa manhã de domingo, dia 22".&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/i&gt;Chicó, apelido de&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt; Antônio José da Silva&lt;/b&gt;, estava residindo em União dos Palmares, depois de ter vivido uma longa fase da sua vida em São José da Laje, onde marcou época como locutor, cantor e compositor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BCiCcSCpj5A/TySXs7aZvaI/AAAAAAAATuY/mUe33na78qo/s1600/chic%C3%B3+1977.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BCiCcSCpj5A/TySXs7aZvaI/AAAAAAAATuY/mUe33na78qo/s320/chic%C3%B3+1977.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: blue;"&gt;Chicó&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;, de blusa branca, com o conjunto &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: blue;"&gt;Sarapós&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;, no ano de 1977, em São José da Laje-AL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gRLfhSfcinA/TySYnh5D0GI/AAAAAAAATug/ZObGlwQBYvU/s1600/chic%C3%B31.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gRLfhSfcinA/TySYnh5D0GI/AAAAAAAATug/ZObGlwQBYvU/s1600/chic%C3%B31.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Ao som de &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: blue;"&gt;Banho do Tijuca&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;, de &lt;b&gt;Chicó&lt;/b&gt;, muitas meninas pegaram no sono ouvindo seus pais cantarem&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: blue;"&gt;"...eu quero morena ter o prazer / tomar banho no Tijuca com você."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_Gm27q7_O0U/TySZ44tWFtI/AAAAAAAATuo/FLOZNg-Eiyc/s1600/chic%C3%B3-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_Gm27q7_O0U/TySZ44tWFtI/AAAAAAAATuo/FLOZNg-Eiyc/s1600/chic%C3%B3-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Os domingos por si só são melancólicos, imagine quando anunciam morte. Ninguém deveria morrer nos domingos. O corpo de &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chicó&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp; foi sepultado em União dos Palmares, longe das margens do Rio Canhoto, longe do Tijuca, longe de São José da Laje, a &lt;i&gt;Princesa das Fronteiras&lt;/i&gt;, terra de uma musa anônima que ele tornou imortal: "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: blue;"&gt;...eu quero morena ter o prazer / tomar banho no Tijuca com você."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: blue;"&gt;*****&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: blue;"&gt;ECOS DO 12º ENCONTRO DE LAJENSES&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Novas imagens e comentários do 12º&amp;nbsp; Encontro de Lajenses serão postados durante os próximos dias.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt; &lt;i style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;As fotos publicadas na última edição de PASSARELA CULTURAL continuam em evidência mais abaixo, depois da secção "Vale a Pena ler de Novo".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: red; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Detalhe: Confira no site PRINCESA DAS FRONTEIRAS mais de 200 imagens do evento:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.princesadasfronteiras.com.br/eventos/encontro_de_lajenses_2012/index.html"&gt;http://www.princesadasfronteiras.com.br/eventos/encontro_de_lajenses_2012/index.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: blue;"&gt;*****&lt;/b&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/3743835499135001790-3060907877753316193?l=passarelacultural.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passarelacultural.blogspot.com/feeds/3060907877753316193/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3743835499135001790&amp;postID=3060907877753316193' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3743835499135001790/posts/default/3060907877753316193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3743835499135001790/posts/default/3060907877753316193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passarelacultural.blogspot.com/2012/01/de-alagoas-para-o-mundo-seccao-em.html' title='DE ALAGOAS PARA  O MUNDO'/><author><name>DASLAN MELO LIMA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16900312641852855709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Uic6oP60Kbo/TonvsXqJfbI/AAAAAAAASYI/90YVZNiFLTc/s220/daslansite.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BCiCcSCpj5A/TySXs7aZvaI/AAAAAAAATuY/mUe33na78qo/s72-c/chic%C3%B3+1977.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3743835499135001790.post-1604690860385280969</id><published>2012-01-28T05:34:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T19:06:47.633-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Flávia Cavalcante'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sessão Nostalgia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miss Brasil 1989'/><title type='text'>SESSÃO NOSTALGIA - FLÁVIA CAVALCANTE, MISS BRASIL 1989</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Daslan Melo Lima&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;PRÓLOGO&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f5Z_EJ9cjm0/TySAuwpjiyI/AAAAAAAATtY/gFaKH8f1Lkc/s1600/flavia2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f5Z_EJ9cjm0/TySAuwpjiyI/AAAAAAAATtY/gFaKH8f1Lkc/s320/flavia2.jpg" width="129" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; O concurso Miss Brasil 1989 foi realizado no Teatro Silvio Santos, em São Paulo-SP, no dia 1º/04/1989. Vinte e sete candidatas disputaram o título, que acabou sendo conquistado por &lt;b&gt;Flávia Cavalcanti Rebelo&lt;/b&gt;, Miss Ceará. O evento não foi transmitido ao vivo e o SBT exibiu o concurso na tarde do dia seguinte, domingo, dentro do Programa Sílvio Santos. Foi a última edição do Miss Brasil produzida e transmitida pela emissora de &lt;b&gt;Silvio Santos&lt;/b&gt;. No ano seguinte, o SBT desistiu de realizar o evento e, pela primeira vez desde 1954, o Brasil ficou de fora do Miss Universo. Era o final do que se convencionou chamar “&lt;i&gt;Era SS&lt;/i&gt;”, “&lt;i&gt;Era Sílvio Santos&lt;/i&gt;”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;AS FINALISTAS DO MISS BRASIL 1989&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dXqYuBXmgFI/TyR_l1aHAGI/AAAAAAAATtQ/EzkQ0Ljnm6A/s1600/flavia4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="232" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dXqYuBXmgFI/TyR_l1aHAGI/AAAAAAAATtQ/EzkQ0Ljnm6A/s320/flavia4.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;O Top 3 do Miss Brasil 1989: &lt;b&gt;Adriana Conceição Colin&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Flávia Cavalcante Rebelo&lt;/b&gt; e &lt;b&gt;Ceres Estefânia Sessin Ribeiro. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;1º lugar&lt;/u&gt;: &lt;b&gt;Flávia Cavalcante Rebelo&lt;/b&gt;, Miss Ceará, baiana criada em Fortaleza e estudante de Geografia. Seu traje típico, homenagem à Jericoacoara, uma das mais belas praias do Ceará, era muito grande e impediu que ela participasse do desfile de abertura. &lt;u&gt;2° lugar&lt;/u&gt;: &lt;b&gt;Adriana Conceição Colin&lt;/b&gt;, Miss São Paulo. &lt;u&gt;3° lugar&lt;/u&gt;: &lt;b&gt;Ceres Estefânia Sessin Ribeiro&lt;/b&gt;, Miss Rio Grande do Sul, a favorita dos fotógrafos. &lt;u&gt;4° lugar&lt;/u&gt;: &lt;b&gt;Sylvia Beatriz Pires Dejá&lt;/b&gt;, Miss Goiás, formada em Piano e fluente em inglês e russo. &lt;u&gt;5° lugar&lt;/u&gt;: &lt;b&gt;Amélia Augusta da Cruz Fonseca&lt;/b&gt;, Miss Paraíba, professora de inglês.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; O &lt;b&gt;Sílvio Santos&lt;/b&gt;, apesar de ótimo animador de auditório, desagradava muita gente, que entendia que ele não conduzia o evento com imparcialidade. Ele iniciou a contagem pelos votos de &lt;b&gt;Flávia Cavalcante&lt;/b&gt;, cujo total somou 99 pontos, e disse “&lt;i&gt;...por enquanto você é a Miss Brasil!”&lt;/i&gt; Em seguida, contou os votos das Misses Paraíba, Goiás, São Paulo (98 pontos) e por último da Miss Rio Grande do Sul, cujo total só chegou a 95 pontos. A esta altura, a bela baiana-cearense estava em lágrimas, pois a cada nova divulgação de resultado as câmeras flagravam a sua emoção. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;AS SEMIFINALISTAS E OS DESTAQUES DO MISS BRASIL 1989&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; As semifinalistas foram: &lt;b&gt;Luisiana Paula de Medeiros Carvalho&lt;/b&gt;, Miss Amazonas, Técnica em Edificações, umas das favoritas; &lt;b&gt;Bianca Queiroz Rocha&lt;/b&gt; , Miss Bahia, sobrinha de &lt;b&gt;Martha Rocha&lt;/b&gt; (Miss Bahia, Miss Brasil e vice-Miss Universo 1954); &lt;b&gt;Viviane de Souza Carrelo,&lt;/b&gt; Miss Mato Grosso; &lt;b&gt;Deuza Aparecida da Silva Ottoni&lt;/b&gt; ,Miss Mato Grosso do Sul; &lt;b&gt;Beatriz Alvarenga Henriques&lt;/b&gt;, Miss Minas Gerais,&amp;nbsp; mineira de São João Nepomuceno, que desfilava desde os quatro anos de idade para as lojas de confecções dos seus pais; &lt;b&gt;Simone Fernandes Julião&lt;/b&gt;,Miss Rio de Janeiro, que desfilou com um &lt;i&gt;band-aid&lt;/i&gt; e maquiagem em uma perna para disfarçar uma queimadura sofrida de um refletor quando participava de um ensaio, e &lt;b&gt;Mariza Marin Delgado&lt;/b&gt;, Miss Rondônia.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Outras Misses que se destacaram: &lt;b&gt;Vanusa Aparecida Pauletti&lt;/b&gt;, Miss Espírito Santo,&amp;nbsp; uma das mais chiques e elegantes, empresária em Vitória e dona de uma cadeia de lavanderias; &lt;b&gt;Acácia Rósea Azevedo&lt;/b&gt;, Miss Rio Grande do Norte, estudante do último ano de Pedagogia; &lt;b&gt;Ana Cristina Medeiros&lt;/b&gt;, Miss Pernambuco, socialista convicta, e &amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;Marta Maria Gomes, &lt;/b&gt;Miss Tocantins. Pela primeira vez, o Estado de Tocantins, criado pela Assembléia Nacional Constituinte de 1988, participou do Miss Brasil e sua representante foi apelidada&amp;nbsp; carinhosamente de Miss Estado Novo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; Bianca Rocha&lt;/b&gt;, Miss Bahia,&amp;nbsp; ganhou o título de Miss Simpatia, conquistado numa disputa acirrada com &lt;b&gt;Alcinéia Florentina&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;de Arruda&lt;/b&gt; , Miss Roraima.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MAIS DETALHES DO MISS BRASIL 1989 &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Na comissão julgadora, a presença de &lt;b&gt;Jacqueline Meirelles&lt;/b&gt;, Miss Brasil 1987; o ator &lt;b&gt;Carlos Eduardo Dolabella&lt;/b&gt; (1937-2003); a atriz &lt;b&gt;Elizabeth Savalla&lt;/b&gt;; o ator &lt;b&gt;Paulo Betti&lt;/b&gt;; o comentarista esportivo &lt;b&gt;Osmar Santos&lt;/b&gt;; o cantor &lt;b&gt;Ronnie Von&lt;/b&gt;; o jornalista &lt;b&gt;Ferreira Neto&lt;/b&gt; (1938-2002); o estilista &lt;b&gt;Ney Galvão&lt;/b&gt; (1952-1991) e o cabeleireiro &lt;b&gt;Silvinho&lt;/b&gt; (1945-1989). O &lt;i&gt;show&lt;/i&gt; musical ficou por conta de  &lt;b&gt;Gonzaguinha&lt;/b&gt; (1945-1991), &lt;b&gt;Jane Duboc&lt;/b&gt; e &lt;b&gt;Wanderléia&lt;/b&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F-1k3LSP9nc/TySB3UQXrEI/AAAAAAAATtg/QYxZz3i4xv4/s1600/flavia1+001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F-1k3LSP9nc/TySB3UQXrEI/AAAAAAAATtg/QYxZz3i4xv4/s320/flavia1+001.jpg" width="232" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pfe7QhTUJGM/TySMCzNvvQI/AAAAAAAATuQ/rLXNLbrSjBo/s1600/flavia11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pfe7QhTUJGM/TySMCzNvvQI/AAAAAAAATuQ/rLXNLbrSjBo/s320/flavia11.jpg" width="208" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Flávia Cavalcante&lt;/b&gt; não se classificou no Miss Universo, realizado em Cancun, México, vencido pela holandesa &lt;b&gt;Angela Visser&lt;/b&gt;, mas &amp;nbsp;trouxe para o Brasil o&amp;nbsp; troféu de melhor traje típico.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;EPÍLOGO&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; O bom nível cultural das concorrentes mereceu da &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Manchete&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; este comentário: "&lt;i&gt;Os tempos mudaram e o concurso de Miss Brasil 89 não é mais aquele. Agora, desafiando Schoppenhauer, as candidatas provam que moças bonitas e de cabelos longos não precisam necessariamente ter ideias curtas. O Pequeno Príncipe foi deixado de lado pelas garotas que, ou já estão fazendo faculdade ou se preparam para ingressar no curso superior. Entre&amp;nbsp; as concorrentes há dois pontos em comum com as misses de antigamente: a beleza e a vaidade de terem curvas e rostos reconhecidos no mundo.&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5Lq6f5x8EuQ/TySCFx1GiPI/AAAAAAAATto/AGzoYp_l0y4/s1600/flavia3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5Lq6f5x8EuQ/TySCFx1GiPI/AAAAAAAATto/AGzoYp_l0y4/s320/flavia3.jpg" width="232" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;No lugar de &lt;b&gt;Flávia Cavalcante&lt;/b&gt;, a imagem de &lt;b&gt;Roberta Close&lt;/b&gt; na capa da &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Manchete&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, embora houvesse a chamada "&lt;i&gt;Miss Brasil 89, um show de beleza&lt;/i&gt;." Essa edição foi a fonte principal onde colhi a maior parte de informações desta &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sessão Nostalgia&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TQ2H2AhIa1Q/TySDMGNefKI/AAAAAAAATt4/UgW0eEVGnds/s1600/flavia5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TQ2H2AhIa1Q/TySDMGNefKI/AAAAAAAATt4/UgW0eEVGnds/s320/flavia5.jpg" width="232" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Meses depois de ser eleita Miss Brasil 1989, a &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Manchete&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; colocou &lt;b&gt;Flávia Cavalcante&lt;/b&gt; na capa ao lado de &lt;b&gt;Pelé&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Não entendi o porquê da Editora Bloch não ter dado a capa da &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Manchete&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; de 15/04/1985 a &lt;b&gt;Flávia Cavalcante&lt;/b&gt;, preferindo postar a imagem de &lt;b&gt;Roberta Close&lt;/b&gt;. Nada contra a figura linda da Roberta, mas na época ainda &amp;nbsp;havia muita expectativa para ver uma Miss Brasil numa capa de revista. &amp;nbsp;Só meses depois colocaram &lt;b&gt;Flávia Cavalcante&lt;/b&gt; em traje de noiva ao lado de &lt;b&gt;Pelé&lt;/b&gt;, dando a ideia de que ambos tinham casado. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; A vida da &lt;b&gt;Miss Brasil 1989&lt;/b&gt; há muito tempo tomou outro rumo. Em vez de ser notícia, ela faz notícia. &amp;nbsp;A jornalista &lt;b&gt;Flávia Cavalcante&lt;/b&gt; apresenta na TV Bandeirantes as notícias da cidade de São Paulo, no programa “&lt;i&gt;São Paulo Acontece&lt;/i&gt;”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; Detalhe: Ela tem um &lt;i&gt;site&lt;/i&gt;, o &lt;a href="http://www.flaviacavalcante.com.br/"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;www.flaviacavalcante.com.br&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt; .E quanto à sua beleza, as fotos abaixo mostram o quanto o tempo contribuiu para torná-la ainda mais bela.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DrF8Em2czjo/TySE-6Iq7GI/AAAAAAAATuA/wpk9b6OipRk/s1600/flavia6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DrF8Em2czjo/TySE-6Iq7GI/AAAAAAAATuA/wpk9b6OipRk/s320/flavia6.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Flávia Cavalcante&lt;/b&gt; e o esposo &lt;b&gt;Luciano Campeão&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Foto: &lt;i&gt;ovadiasaadia.com.br&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n86orcbq1rI/TySF8pADBcI/AAAAAAAATuI/o_w_9jgBYOA/s1600/flavia10.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n86orcbq1rI/TySF8pADBcI/AAAAAAAATuI/o_w_9jgBYOA/s320/flavia10.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Flávia Cavalcante&lt;/b&gt;, carisma e inteligência. Foto: &lt;i&gt;elasnatv.blogspot.com&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;*****&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3743835499135001790-1604690860385280969?l=passarelacultural.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passarelacultural.blogspot.com/feeds/1604690860385280969/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3743835499135001790&amp;postID=1604690860385280969' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3743835499135001790/posts/default/1604690860385280969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3743835499135001790/posts/default/1604690860385280969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passarelacultural.blogspot.com/2012/01/sessao-nostalgia-seccao-em-construcao_28.html' title='SESSÃO NOSTALGIA - FLÁVIA CAVALCANTE, MISS BRASIL 1989'/><author><name>DASLAN MELO LIMA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16900312641852855709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Uic6oP60Kbo/TonvsXqJfbI/AAAAAAAASYI/90YVZNiFLTc/s220/daslansite.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f5Z_EJ9cjm0/TySAuwpjiyI/AAAAAAAATtY/gFaKH8f1Lkc/s72-c/flavia2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3743835499135001790.post-6947463274991873205</id><published>2012-01-28T05:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T18:35:16.541-08:00</updated><title type='text'>VALE A  PENA LER DE NOVO - Aqui termina a edição 367 de PASSARELA CULTURAL. As secções que se seguem são seleções das edições anteriores.</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Aos leitores, gratidão, essa palavra-tudo."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;- Carlos Drummond de Andrade (1901-1987), poeta brasileiro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qR0n7aRfAo8/Tnv071RMPsI/AAAAAAAASSo/rCKe1BZ78TM/s1600/passarela+cultural+dia-11.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qR0n7aRfAo8/Tnv071RMPsI/AAAAAAAASSo/rCKe1BZ78TM/s320/passarela+cultural+dia-11.jpg" width="292" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Lembrar    que estarei morto em breve é a ferramenta mais importante que  já    encontrei para me ajudar a tomar grandes decisões. Porque quase tudo -     expectativas externas, orgulho, medo de passar vergonha ou falhar -     caem diante da morte, deixando apenas o que é apenas importante. Não há     razão para não seguir o seu coração. Lembrar que você vai morrer é a     melhor maneira que eu conheço para evitar a armadilha de pensar que   você   tem algo a perder. Você já está nu. Não há razão para não seguir   seu   coração." &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;- &lt;b&gt;Steven Paul Jobs&lt;/b&gt; (1955-2011), inventor, empresário e magnata  americano do setor de informática. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;*****&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;"Gosto que me leiam e saibam o que acho das coisas. É uma forma de existir."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-size: x-small;"&gt;- &lt;b&gt;                 Paulo Francis&lt;/b&gt;, pseudônimo de &lt;b&gt;Franz Paul Trannin da  Matta          Heilborn&lt;/b&gt;        (Rio   de Janeiro,02/09/1930-New York   04/02/1997),           jornalista,   crítico    de   teatro e escritor   brasileiro. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-size: x-small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; *****&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&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/3743835499135001790-6947463274991873205?l=passarelacultural.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passarelacultural.blogspot.com/feeds/6947463274991873205/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3743835499135001790&amp;postID=6947463274991873205' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3743835499135001790/posts/default/6947463274991873205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3743835499135001790/posts/default/6947463274991873205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passarelacultural.blogspot.com/2012/01/vale-pena-ler-de-novo-aqui-termina_28.html' title='VALE A  PENA LER DE NOVO - Aqui termina a edição 367 de PASSARELA CULTURAL. As secções que se seguem são seleções das edições anteriores.'/><author><name>DASLAN MELO LIMA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16900312641852855709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Uic6oP60Kbo/TonvsXqJfbI/AAAAAAAASYI/90YVZNiFLTc/s220/daslansite.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qR0n7aRfAo8/Tnv071RMPsI/AAAAAAAASSo/rCKe1BZ78TM/s72-c/passarela+cultural+dia-11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3743835499135001790.post-8865356501244930888</id><published>2012-01-20T16:56:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T04:44:58.083-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Timbaúba'/><title type='text'>TIMBAÚBA, A POESIA DAS CARNAUBEIRAS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y_D5Z0vmz5U/TxoeGFklF0I/AAAAAAAATno/vM13ErigdpE/s1600/timbaver%25C3%25A3o.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y_D5Z0vmz5U/TxoeGFklF0I/AAAAAAAATno/vM13ErigdpE/s400/timbaver%25C3%25A3o.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; (Timbaúba-PE) - Há quem confunda as carnaubeiras da Rua Marçal Emiliano Sobrinho, eterna Rua Nova, com as palmeiras imperiais da Praça João Pessoa. Há lógica na semelhança. Ambos os tipos de árvores possuem a mesma imponência, o mesmo porte majestoso, digno da cidade que tem um codinome nobre: &lt;i&gt;Princesa Serrana&lt;/i&gt;. O&amp;nbsp; nome “carnaúba” vem da língua indígena tupi e significa “árvore que arranha”. É capaz de viver por longas estações secas sem qualquer inconveniência aparente. Predominam no Piauí e Ceará. Alexandre Von Humboldt (1769-1859), naturalista alemão, chamou-a de “a árvore da vida”. Presume-se que viva até 200 anos, isso mesmo, dois séculos de existência, uma vida na terra que&amp;nbsp; jamais será alcançada pelos que passam na Rua Nova.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sQeMuYqwElQ/TxqyRiTzNTI/AAAAAAAAToY/OHhe14v7u70/s1600/carnau.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sQeMuYqwElQ/TxqyRiTzNTI/AAAAAAAAToY/OHhe14v7u70/s400/carnau.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: blue;"&gt;***** &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&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/3743835499135001790-8865356501244930888?l=passarelacultural.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passarelacultural.blogspot.com/feeds/8865356501244930888/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3743835499135001790&amp;postID=8865356501244930888' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3743835499135001790/posts/default/8865356501244930888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3743835499135001790/posts/default/8865356501244930888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passarelacultural.blogspot.com/2012/01/capa_20.html' title='TIMBAÚBA, A POESIA DAS CARNAUBEIRAS'/><author><name>DASLAN MELO LIMA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16900312641852855709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Uic6oP60Kbo/TonvsXqJfbI/AAAAAAAASYI/90YVZNiFLTc/s220/daslansite.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y_D5Z0vmz5U/TxoeGFklF0I/AAAAAAAATno/vM13ErigdpE/s72-c/timbaver%25C3%25A3o.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3743835499135001790.post-7202874324986039086</id><published>2012-01-20T16:55:00.004-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T09:02:56.011-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Timbaúba'/><title type='text'>DE TIMBAÚBA PARA O MUNDO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="9"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="7" cellspacing="0" height="430"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border-left: 1px solid #EBE9E4;" valign="top"&gt;&lt;div class="htmlBody"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 12pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TIMBAÚBA - &lt;i&gt;URGENTE &lt;/i&gt;- 23/01/2012, 15:00h&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Choveu torrencialmente durante este final de semana e a cidade nesta segunda-feira, 23, chora a morte de &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mere&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; (&lt;b&gt;Josimere Marques Ferreira&lt;/b&gt;), irmã de &lt;b&gt;Custódio&lt;/b&gt;. Seu corpo está sendo velado na Câmara Municipal de Vereadores e o sepultamento será realizado às 16h30min.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Me&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;re&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; tinha 51 anos de idade e aparentemente estava bem, mas desde o Natal que enfrentava um problema de saúde relacionado com a tireóide. Às 23 horas de ontem, domingo, 22, estava em casa e passou mal. Chegou a ser atendida no Hospital Memorial Ferreira Lima, mas faleceu. À família enlutada, as condolências de &lt;b&gt;PASSARELA CULTURAL&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; *****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;... E ASSIM SE PASSARAM 40 ANOS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Entre  tantas festas de confraternizações que caracterizaram o mês de dezembro  de 2011, uma das mais emocionantes foi a da Turma de Contabilidade de  1971, do Colégio Timbaubense. Da formação original,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;composta  por 31 alunos, 5 morreram e&amp;nbsp; 22 não compareceram, mas 15 deles marcaram presença na noite dançante realizada na sede da  Banda 1º de Novembro. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1Df7N9u_Nv0/Txq1G3v8f1I/AAAAAAAATog/0f3rcd-Ec4E/s1600/turma1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1Df7N9u_Nv0/Txq1G3v8f1I/AAAAAAAATog/0f3rcd-Ec4E/s320/turma1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Dezembro de 1971. Concluintes de Contabilidade do Colégio Timbaubense&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;.....&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A6wfi76ni5s/Txq1u1Ew4RI/AAAAAAAAToo/svdH2fY_JVw/s1600/turma3.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A6wfi76ni5s/Txq1u1Ew4RI/AAAAAAAAToo/svdH2fY_JVw/s320/turma3.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Dezembro de 2011.  Eles e elas, 15 concluintes, 40 anos depois. Da esquerda para a direita,  na fila de trás: &lt;b&gt;Rivaldo Costa&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Antônio Irapuan&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Martinho Virgílio&lt;/b&gt;,  &lt;b&gt;Jeová Barboza&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Jarbas Praxedes&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Carlos Roberto Neves&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Severino Francisco&lt;/b&gt;  (&lt;i&gt;Prof. Nino&lt;/i&gt;), &lt;b&gt;Paulo Fernando de Albuquerque&lt;/b&gt; e &lt;b&gt;Francisco Carlos Araújo&lt;/b&gt;. Na fila  da frente, na mesma ordem: &lt;b&gt;Lúcia Peixoto&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Adiles Dinoá&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Maria Severina&lt;/b&gt;  (&lt;i&gt;Mariinha&lt;/i&gt;), &lt;b&gt;Cremilda Barbosa&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Maria das Dores&lt;/b&gt; (&lt;i&gt;Dodora&lt;/i&gt;) e &lt;b&gt;Ivanise Silva&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YMgPVLOpMHo/Txq3GsM4ZXI/AAAAAAAATow/YOhzvZWsjY0/s1600/turma2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YMgPVLOpMHo/Txq3GsM4ZXI/AAAAAAAATow/YOhzvZWsjY0/s320/turma2.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;O  momento mais emocionante da noite ficou por conta de &lt;b&gt;Cremilda Barbosa&lt;/b&gt;,  que circulou pelas mesas dos antigos companheiros com um álbum de  fotografias raras da época de&amp;nbsp; estudante. Com exclusividade, ela posou  para &lt;b&gt;PASSARELA CULTURAL&lt;/b&gt; segurando uma foto sua de 1971, numa cena que  remetia a "&lt;i&gt;Retrato&lt;/i&gt;", o famoso poema de &lt;b&gt;Cecília Meireles&lt;/b&gt; (1901-1964):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Eu não dei por esta mudança, / tão simples, tão certa, tão fácil: /&amp;nbsp; Em que espelho ficou perdida a minha face?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: blue;"&gt;*****&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: blue;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;TIMBAÚBA EM FOCO, JANEIRO 2012&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ncL-LTzzdbE/TxrNRRxQyVI/AAAAAAAATpg/B6_K6bDlMjU/s1600/timbaubaemfoco1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ncL-LTzzdbE/TxrNRRxQyVI/AAAAAAAATpg/B6_K6bDlMjU/s320/timbaubaemfoco1.jpg" width="232" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr align="justify"&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Já está circulando a edição de janeiro/2012 da revista &lt;b&gt;TIMBAÚBA EM FOCO&lt;/b&gt;, trazendo na capa um mapa do centro da cidade, apontando as mudanças no trânsito timbaubense.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Entre as reportagens, destaques para: "&lt;i&gt;Timbaubenses são capacitados para atuar no polo automotivo de Goiana&lt;/i&gt;"; "&lt;i&gt;Vereadores votam o aumento do funcionalismo público&lt;/i&gt;"; e mais... muito mais. Você encontra &lt;b&gt;TIMBAÚBA EM FOCO&lt;/b&gt; na Banca de Revistas&amp;nbsp; de Julio Alfredo. Os interessados em fazer uma assinatura da revista poderão fazer contato com a &lt;b&gt;DJ Publicidades&lt;/b&gt;, através do e-mail&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt; djpublicidades@hotmail.com&lt;/i&gt;, telefones: (81) 9906.3777 e (81) 9443.9958.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="right" bgcolor="#ffffff" id="banner" style="width: 120px;" valign="top"&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;           &lt;td style="padding-left: 14px;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="visibility: hidden;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;         &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" style="margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="100"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="center" class="footertile" height="35" nowrap="nowrap" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" width="100%"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;*****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;MEMÓRIA TIMBAUBENSE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9k6CCMY3IqY/TxrZ9gezAMI/AAAAAAAATqA/w1wX1sUNMsQ/s1600/timbavelhaodilonok.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9k6CCMY3IqY/TxrZ9gezAMI/AAAAAAAATqA/w1wX1sUNMsQ/s400/timbavelhaodilonok.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr align="justify" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Qual o ano da foto? O que funcionava no imóvel da esquerda? O que existe&amp;nbsp; no lugar do Posto Esso? Vamos resgatar a memória fotográfica da &lt;i&gt;Princesa Serrana&lt;/i&gt; ! Contatos: &lt;i&gt;daslan@terra.com.br&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;*****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3743835499135001790-7202874324986039086?l=passarelacultural.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passarelacultural.blogspot.com/feeds/7202874324986039086/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3743835499135001790&amp;postID=7202874324986039086' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3743835499135001790/posts/default/7202874324986039086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3743835499135001790/posts/default/7202874324986039086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passarelacultural.blogspot.com/2012/01/de-timbauba-para-o-mundo_20.html' title='DE TIMBAÚBA PARA O MUNDO'/><author><name>DASLAN MELO LIMA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16900312641852855709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Uic6oP60Kbo/TonvsXqJfbI/AAAAAAAASYI/90YVZNiFLTc/s220/daslansite.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1Df7N9u_Nv0/Txq1G3v8f1I/AAAAAAAATog/0f3rcd-Ec4E/s72-c/turma1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3743835499135001790.post-4243141937477845148</id><published>2012-01-20T16:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T17:23:19.890-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alagoas'/><title type='text'>DE ALAGOAS PARA  O MUNDO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;12º ENCONTRO DE LAJENSES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Daslan Melo Lima&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Estive em São José da Laje no dia 14, onde vivi momentos mágicos, revendo a terra onde nasci e celebrando a Vida no 12º Encontro de Lajenses.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-h20Qm28jef0/Txq8vV3FW4I/AAAAAAAATo4/NLX_azaMPlE/s1600/buark1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-h20Qm28jef0/Txq8vV3FW4I/AAAAAAAATo4/NLX_azaMPlE/s320/buark1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr align="justify"&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: blue;"&gt;Vânia Buarque&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;, radicada no Recife-PE, era só alegria, ladeada por &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: blue;"&gt;Mabel&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt; e &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: blue;"&gt;Rosamaria Cavalcante&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;, residentes em Maceió-AL&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: blue;"&gt;Womel,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt; abaixo, filho de &lt;b&gt;Vânia&lt;/b&gt;, adorou conhecer&amp;nbsp; a geração lajense dos anos 60.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ReYfwa9tHMQ/Txq9kNFlNNI/AAAAAAAATpA/8-HHiYqnkt4/s1600/buark2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ReYfwa9tHMQ/Txq9kNFlNNI/AAAAAAAATpA/8-HHiYqnkt4/s320/buark2.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kX4DjLDl7YE/Txq96oK98rI/AAAAAAAATpI/Gw_VvXi_Nk8/s1600/buark3.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kX4DjLDl7YE/Txq96oK98rI/AAAAAAAATpI/Gw_VvXi_Nk8/s320/buark3.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ChkOMx4kz_4/Txq-HK8XkWI/AAAAAAAATpQ/npc2YvYpfwE/s1600/buark4.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ChkOMx4kz_4/Txq-HK8XkWI/AAAAAAAATpQ/npc2YvYpfwE/s320/buark4.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8YVNnGUaWl0/Txq-RaREH8I/AAAAAAAATpY/b5_EQaCx13U/s1600/buark5.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8YVNnGUaWl0/Txq-RaREH8I/AAAAAAAATpY/b5_EQaCx13U/s320/buark5.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Vânia&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Womel&lt;/b&gt; e as irmãs &lt;b&gt;Rolim&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;_____ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Secção em construção.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Aguarde as postagens de outros comentários e fotos do 12º Encontro de Lajenses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;______&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Detalhe: Confira no site &lt;b&gt;PRINCESA DAS FRONTEIRAS&lt;/b&gt; mais de 200 imagens do evento,&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.princesadasfronteiras.com.br/eventos/encontro_de_lajenses_2012/index.html"&gt;http://www.princesadasfronteiras.com.br/eventos/encontro_de_lajenses_2012/index.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;_____ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;*****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&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/3743835499135001790-4243141937477845148?l=passarelacultural.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passarelacultural.blogspot.com/feeds/4243141937477845148/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3743835499135001790&amp;postID=4243141937477845148' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3743835499135001790/posts/default/4243141937477845148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3743835499135001790/posts/default/4243141937477845148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passarelacultural.blogspot.com/2012/01/de-alagoas-para-o-mundo.html' title='DE ALAGOAS PARA  O MUNDO'/><author><name>DASLAN MELO LIMA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16900312641852855709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Uic6oP60Kbo/TonvsXqJfbI/AAAAAAAASYI/90YVZNiFLTc/s220/daslansite.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-h20Qm28jef0/Txq8vV3FW4I/AAAAAAAATo4/NLX_azaMPlE/s72-c/buark1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3743835499135001790.post-3800017296522037652</id><published>2012-01-20T16:54:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T13:47:21.910-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sessão Nostalgia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Martha Rocha'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crônicas de Daslan Melo Lima'/><title type='text'>SESSÃO NOSTALGIA - CAFÉ DA MANHÃ COM MARTHA ROCHA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoBodyText" style="color: blue; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Daslan Melo Lima&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoBodyText" style="color: blue; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoBodyText" style="color: blue; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; - “Eu quero um quilo de Martha Rocha”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;, pedia um dos meus vizinhos no balcão da padaria do Sr. Manoel Lins d’Emery, o &lt;i&gt;Seu&lt;/i&gt; Neco Emery. Eu ficava com água na boca vendo &lt;i&gt;Seu&lt;/i&gt; Neco colocar na balança aquelas bolachas bonitas, redondas, grandes e apetitosas.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoBodyText" style="color: blue; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoBodyText" style="color: blue; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Naquelas manhãs da minha infância, Mamãe pedia para eu ir comprar apenas três pães do tipo “&lt;i&gt;francês&lt;/i&gt;”, chamados popularmente de “&lt;i&gt;pães aguados&lt;/i&gt;”, e dois do tipo “&lt;i&gt;doce&lt;/i&gt;”. Esse era o nosso costumeiro café da manhã. E eu ficava imaginando que sabor teria aquelas bolachas bonitas, redondas, grandes e apetitosas. Como eu sonhava tomar um café da manhã com &lt;i&gt;"Martha Rocha"&lt;/i&gt; !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoBodyText" style="color: blue; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CNP6mDQ2ELc/Txol8JAelWI/AAAAAAAATnw/C0zXsjjUW_4/s1600/martarochalaje1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CNP6mDQ2ELc/Txol8JAelWI/AAAAAAAATnw/C0zXsjjUW_4/s320/martarochalaje1.jpg" width="232" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GlhJeiBnST4/TxomSrAB76I/AAAAAAAATn4/4535Capd-5g/s1600/martharochalaje2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GlhJeiBnST4/TxomSrAB76I/AAAAAAAATn4/4535Capd-5g/s320/martharochalaje2.jpg" width="192" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Depois que conheci a famosa baiana Marta Rocha através das páginas da revista O CRUZEIRO, entendi o porquê do visual daquelas bolachas que se destacavam dos outros produtos da padaria do &lt;i&gt;Seu&lt;/i&gt; Neco. Era uma homenagem à Miss Brasil que perdeu o título de Miss Universo 1954 por causa das lendárias duas polegadas a mais nos quadris.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2ObBCFycmcc/TxonXIU8SII/AAAAAAAAToI/9TOF8Go-_4w/s1600/daslanlaje2012c.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2ObBCFycmcc/TxonXIU8SII/AAAAAAAAToI/9TOF8Go-_4w/s320/daslanlaje2012c.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr align="justify" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Estive  recentemente em São José da Laje, a cidadezinha alagoana onde nasci, e passei na rua da minha infância. Na esquina onde ficava a padaria,&amp;nbsp; agradeci a DEUS por ter dinheiro no  bolso para comprar quilos e quilos de “&lt;i&gt;Martha Rocha&lt;/i&gt;”. Mas como o &lt;i&gt;Seu&lt;/i&gt;  Neco Emery há muito tempo morreu e o estabelecimento comercial está desativado, o homem  que sou consolou o menino carente que um dia fui e prosseguiu seu  roteiro sentimental até a Igreja Matriz, tentando em vão decifrar os mistérios da vida e da  morte.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rdARlWCrAPo/TxrzOwgMsiI/AAAAAAAATq4/niFIpjwaW9A/s1600/laje20122.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rdARlWCrAPo/TxrzOwgMsiI/AAAAAAAATq4/niFIpjwaW9A/s320/laje20122.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nuV3YpGUmJA/TxonsXWK9mI/AAAAAAAAToQ/HTf9-bbJzjE/s1600/daslanlaje2012b.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;***** &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/3743835499135001790-3800017296522037652?l=passarelacultural.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passarelacultural.blogspot.com/feeds/3800017296522037652/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3743835499135001790&amp;postID=3800017296522037652' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3743835499135001790/posts/default/3800017296522037652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3743835499135001790/posts/default/3800017296522037652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passarelacultural.blogspot.com/2012/01/sessao-nostalgia.html' title='SESSÃO NOSTALGIA - CAFÉ DA MANHÃ COM MARTHA ROCHA'/><author><name>DASLAN MELO LIMA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16900312641852855709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Uic6oP60Kbo/TonvsXqJfbI/AAAAAAAASYI/90YVZNiFLTc/s220/daslansite.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CNP6mDQ2ELc/Txol8JAelWI/AAAAAAAATnw/C0zXsjjUW_4/s72-c/martarochalaje1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3743835499135001790.post-9089599127152838736</id><published>2012-01-07T02:00:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T12:35:01.781-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Timbaúba'/><title type='text'>DE TIMBAÚBA PARA O MUNDO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;SOLIDARIEDADE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;i style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Irmãos, nosso irmão VITAL BERTINO DOS SANTOS, ex-Venerável da LOJA MAÇÔNICA OBREIROS DE NORTE Nº 07, OR.'. de Timbaúba,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;foi  submetido a um transplante de fígado encontrando-se na UTI do Hospital  Jaime da Fonte, no Recife. Segundo os médicos, ele precisa receber uma  transfusão de sangue. Os irmãos que quiserem participar dessa corrente  solidária e humanitária, por favor, dirigam-se ao HEMOPE e façam uma  doação em nome de nosso amado irmão. Nós, seus irmãos da Obreiros do  Norte, estamos fazendo nossa parte, mas precisamos muito do apoio e da  solidariedade dos demais membros de nossa honorável instituição. Vamos  fazer uma grnde cadeia de união para ajudar a recuperar a saúde de nosso  irmão Vital.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Que o G.'. A.'.D.'.U.'. nos ilumine e proteja.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Fraternalmente,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Marcos Antonio de Vasconcelos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;CIM: 0284&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;*****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;CARLOS EDUARDO, UMA PERSONALIDADE EM FOCO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;Carlos Eduardo Veloso Coutinho&lt;/b&gt;, o &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Duduca&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, timbaubense, nasceu no Recife,&amp;nbsp; no dia 25/08/1978, por um detalhe do destino: sua mãe estava na capital quando a &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;bolsa estourou&lt;/i&gt;. Filho de &lt;b&gt;João Gomes Coutinho Filho&lt;/b&gt; e &lt;b&gt;Márcia Suely Cavalcanti Veloso&lt;/b&gt;, Carlos Eduardo é o segundo dos quatro filhos do casal, que lhe deu três irmãos: &lt;b&gt;João Dornelas Veloso de Melo Neto&lt;/b&gt; (advogado e vice-prefeito de Timbaúba) e os dentistas &lt;b&gt;Marcos Antônio&lt;/b&gt; e &lt;b&gt;Bruno Henrique&lt;/b&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Estudou no educandário timbaubense Escola Santa Maria e no recifense Colégio Contato, formou-se em Direito pela Universidade Católica de Pernambuco, tem duas pós-graduações, está terminando uma terceira e cursa doutorado. &amp;nbsp;É professor da Faculdade de Timbaúba, coordenador Jurídico da PR Distribuidora de Bebidas e Alimentos Ltda e Presidente da OAB-PE, subseccional de Timbaúba.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ojHfjLFj-lI/TwjOiGXYMUI/AAAAAAAATl4/5qZjQMGCgHU/s1600/duduca1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ojHfjLFj-lI/TwjOiGXYMUI/AAAAAAAATl4/5qZjQMGCgHU/s320/duduca1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;Duduca e o Direito&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt; –&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Não sou&lt;/span&gt; a favor da extinção dos exames da OAB. Trata-se de uma necessidade inerente para seleção de profissionais (operadores do Direito) que serão &amp;nbsp;responsáveis pela luta social referente à busca de bens, liberdade e à vida, visto que, profissionais sem a devida qualificação e ética, poderiam provocar&amp;nbsp; celeuma ao estado democrático de Direito. &amp;nbsp;O que mais me gratifica como advogado é o agir com ética em busca de uma sociedade mais justa; como professor, é ver o brilho nos olhos dos meus alunos por senti-los motivados a gostar da ciência do Direito. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Minha maior decepção é presenciar na vida prática a existência de operadores do Direito que deixam em segundo plano o instituto da ética, tão essencial para a prestação de uma tutela jurisdicional célere e eficaz. &amp;nbsp;Aconselho a quem desejar cursar uma faculdade de Direito que leia muito, precisamente de forma diária, sabendo que a cada dia um novo aprendizado será alcançado, aprendizado este que servirá em um futuro próximo para o exercício profissional e ético do operador do Direito. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp; E agora, um pouco mais de Carlos Eduardo, no melhor estilo entrevista &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;ping-pong&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;b&gt;Comida:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Feijoada.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;Bebida:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Vodka com morango.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;Sobremesa:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Doce de banana em calda.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;Um filme:&lt;/b&gt; “&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Antes que termine o dia” e "Em busca da felicidade".&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;Um livro:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;A Cabana, &lt;/i&gt;de &lt;span class="tl"&gt;William P. Young&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;Uma música: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"My Way", na voz de Frank Sinatra.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt; Um programa de TV:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Jô Soares.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;Cor:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Azul.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;Bicho de estimação:&lt;/b&gt; C&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;achorro. &lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;Cidade inesquecível&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt; Timbaúba e Bariloche.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;Um ponto turístico de Timbaúba:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Os Morros.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;Um ponto turístico de Pernambuco:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Instituto Ricardo Brennand.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;A maior invenção do homem: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;A busca incessante pela cura de todas as doenças.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;A pior invenção do homem:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;A bomba atômica.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;Uma personalidade que é a cara de Timbaúba:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Prefeito Marinaldo Rosendo de Albuquerque.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;Um advogado que a história guardou:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Ruy Barbosa.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;Um advogado que a história vai guardar:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Dr. Martinho, pelo seu relevante trabalho social aos mais necessitados de Timbaúba&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;b&gt;Um jurista que a história guardou:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Miguel Reale&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;b&gt;Um jurista que a história vai guardar:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Prof. Sérgio Torres, Juiz do Trabalho de Jaboatão dos Guararapes-PE&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;b&gt;Clube esportivo:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Náutico. &lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;Um jogador:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Mané Garrincha e Rogério Ceni.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;Com quem gostaria de se encontrar na subseccional da OAB?&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Ophir Cavalcanti, presidente nacional da&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;OAB.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;Uma mulher bonita:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Emília Lenita Cavalcanti Veloso, minha avó materna.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;Um homem bonito:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Meu irmão Bruno Henrique. &lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;Viver é...&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Servir a Deus. &lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;Morrer é...&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Acordar junto a Deus&lt;/i&gt;. &amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;Um motivo de orgulho:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Ser pai e ter amigos pelos caminhos onde andei&lt;/i&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;Um motivo de arrependimento:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;O de ter deixado de fazer o que deveria ser feito, demonstrando amor nos diversos momentos em que não tive coragem de expressá-lo&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;b&gt;Um dia para recordar:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;O nascimento dos meus filhos&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;b&gt;Um dia para esquecer:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;A morte do meu avô paterno João Gomes Coutinho&lt;/i&gt;.&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;Se fosse Presidente da República...&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Investiria primordialmente da educação, visto que gente e nação só se fazem com educação. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Um sonho&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt; Ser perdoado pelos pecados praticados ou que poderão ser praticados. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;A palavra mais linda da língua portuguesa&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt; Amor. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;A palavra mais feia:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt; &lt;/i&gt;Ódio&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Filosofia de vida:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt; Os versos de Jader de Andrade: Uma verdade parece,/mas eu digo francamente,/que a gente nunca esquece/ de quem se esquece da gente.”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;.....&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; E assim conhecemos um pouco de &lt;b&gt;Carlos Eduardo Veloso Coutinho&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Duduca&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, que se considera evangélico, independente de denominação, e que faz questão de enaltecer a figura de &lt;b&gt;Emília Lenita Cavalcanti Veloso&lt;/b&gt;, sua avó materna&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;: “Para mim, ela foi a figura mais importante na formação da minha personalidade e do meu caráter.”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;*****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;PROFESSOR GUEDES, UMA PERSONALIDADE EM FOCO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; O &lt;b&gt;Professor Guedes&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;José Guedes Filho&lt;/b&gt;, marcou época como educador timbaubense. Nascido em Umburetama, distrito de Orobó-PE, na divisa com Umbuzeiro-PB, em 23/01/1940, &amp;nbsp;chegou em Timbaúba em março de 1960 e sempre morou no bairro Rua da Bomba. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Filho de &lt;b&gt;José Guedes dos Santos&lt;/b&gt;, um guarda de higiene que lidava com endemias rurais, e de &lt;b&gt;Maria das Dores de&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;Oliveira&lt;/b&gt;, prendas do lar. &amp;nbsp;Foi seminarista na Escola Apostólica da Várzea, no Recife. É formado em Geografia pela UFPE - Universidade Federal de Pernambuco, com especialização em Geografia do Brasil. Professor aposentado, lecionou na Escola Prof. José Mendes da Silva, Escola Santa Maria, Colégio Cenecista e Colégio Timbaubense. Faz questão de ressaltar que foi nesse último educandário onde teve início sua missão de educador. É casado com &lt;b&gt;Rinalva Maria da Silva Guedes&lt;/b&gt;, que lhe deu a filha &lt;b&gt;Paula Rafaela&lt;/b&gt;, pai do caçula&lt;b&gt; José Rafael&lt;/b&gt;, seu filho do coração, e do advogado &lt;b&gt;Jaime Gabriel&lt;/b&gt;, fruto de um relacionamento anterior.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1aECqv74-DU/TwjRJLDx-KI/AAAAAAAATmA/Ugz2yHaQ_fo/s1600/Guedes2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1aECqv74-DU/TwjRJLDx-KI/AAAAAAAATmA/Ugz2yHaQ_fo/s320/Guedes2.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hWpd5QcE_fE/TwjR5yrcC9I/AAAAAAAATmI/RD06kxbOMfg/s1600/Guedes1.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hWpd5QcE_fE/TwjR5yrcC9I/AAAAAAAATmI/RD06kxbOMfg/s320/Guedes1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Um pouco do Prof. José Guedes, no melhor estilo entrevista &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;ping-pong&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;Um educador que a história guardou&lt;/b&gt;: &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;José Mendes da Silva&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;Um educador que a história vaí guardar:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;No lugar de citar apenas uma pessoa, citarei várias: as professoras da Escola Santa Maria&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;Um filme inesquecível&lt;/b&gt;: &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Aqueles que focalizaram a figura de Tarzan&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;Um livro&lt;/b&gt;: &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;A autobiografia de Gandhi&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;Cor&lt;/b&gt;: &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Azul.&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;Um programa de TV&lt;/b&gt;: &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Fantástico&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;Uma música&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt; “Prá não dizer que não falei de flores”, de Geraldo Vandré&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;Um motivo de arrependimento&lt;/b&gt;: &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Na época do meu vestibular, a média que alcancei daria para fazer Medicina&lt;/i&gt;.&amp;nbsp; &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Eu também poderia ter sido médico, pois sempre adorei trabalhar lidando com pessoas&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;Um motivo de alegria&lt;/b&gt;: &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;José Rafael da Silva Guedes, meu filho do coração.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;Viver é...&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;É muito difícil definir o que é viver, assim como é difícil definir o que é morrer. É a mesma coisa de tentar decifrar a&amp;nbsp; Luz e as Trevas&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;Um ponto turístico de Timbáuba&lt;/b&gt;: &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Os Morros&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;Um clube de futebol&lt;/b&gt;: &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Santa Cruz&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;Uma personalidade que é a cara de Timbaúba&lt;/b&gt;: &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Marinaldo Rosendo de Albuquerque&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Para o Prof. Guedes, a maior dificuldade na vida de um educador é suportar as angústias da vida moderna que se refletem no ambiente familiar. Ele afirma o seguinte: &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Nunca me senti professor. Eu entrava numa sala de aula na condição de estudante, de eterno aprendiz. E me emocionava muito quando um aluno chegava para mim e desabafava os problemas que enfrentava no ambiente familiar. &amp;nbsp;Ora, como eu poderia reprovar um aluno que chegava para mim e dizia que a mãe tinha sido vítima de espancamento do pai? Nunca fiz da minha matéria uma arma para reprovar meus alunos. Se alguém não era promovido para o ano seguinte, o problema dava-se pelo fato de ter alcançado o máximo de disciplinas reprovadas, jamais por conta exclusiva da minha matéria.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Admirador incondicional de &lt;b&gt;Gandhi&lt;/b&gt;, que libertou a Índia sem derramar uma gota de sangue, o Prof. Guedes tem um conselho para quem deseja seguir a carreira de professor: &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Estude muito e seja um ser humano tolerante&lt;/i&gt;. Católico, adora comer o trivial, assim como tomar uma cerveja eventualmente e um cálice de um legítimo Vinho do Porto em épocas festivas. Gosta das marchinhas de carnaval e sempre teve como lema esta frase: &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Em tudo que fizer seja você mesmo&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;*****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;TIMBAÚBA, ROTEIRO POÉTICO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h51zGo9GBh0/TwjVt_9l2AI/AAAAAAAATmQ/cps94QPkw_w/s1600/timbapoesia.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h51zGo9GBh0/TwjVt_9l2AI/AAAAAAAATmQ/cps94QPkw_w/s320/timbapoesia.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;PARECE QUE O MAR É ALI&lt;/b&gt; - É meio-dia na praça que tem oficialmente o nome do escritor paraibano &lt;b&gt;José Lins do Rêgo&lt;/b&gt; (1901-1957). Porque é janeiro, a conhecida Praça de Timbaubinha está deserta, como desertas se encontram dezenas de ruas timbaubenses. Os estudantes estão de férias e muitas pessoas foram sentir na&amp;nbsp; pele a brisa mansa, o azul e o sal das praias de Acaú, Pitimbu, Pontas de Pedra, Praia Azul...Parece que o mar é ali, diz o silêncio que está aqui. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;*****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;MEMÓRIA TIMBAUBENSE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2rSEHHTgRhg/TwjXapj-yWI/AAAAAAAATmY/z1i34-DYjro/s1600/timbavelha-samuelantonio6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="258" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2rSEHHTgRhg/TwjXapj-yWI/AAAAAAAATmY/z1i34-DYjro/s320/timbavelha-samuelantonio6.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Praça Jader de Andrade, nos dourados anos 1950, talvez na década anterior ou nos mágicos anos 1960.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; 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font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Daslan Melo&amp;nbsp; Lima&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Enquanto lá fora brilha o Sol do Verão pernambucano, nesta tarde do primeiro sábado de 2012, permito-me mergulhar no clima nostálgico que emana de um antigo exemplar da extinta &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;REVISTA DO RÁDIO&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; (Ano XVIII, nº 823, de 26/06/1965), com a vedete e cantora &lt;b&gt;Angelita Martinez&lt;/b&gt; (1931-1980) na capa.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Mergulhar no &lt;i&gt;túnel do tempo&lt;/i&gt; através de uma revista antiga é um dos melhores programas culturais da minha vida.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fGWT3vY9kpg/Twh4KioLSqI/AAAAAAAATk8/nsk7ziW1S6g/s1600/no+tempo+da+socila1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fGWT3vY9kpg/Twh4KioLSqI/AAAAAAAATk8/nsk7ziW1S6g/s320/no+tempo+da+socila1.jpg" width="219" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;..... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P4J8udnXUFw/Twh4gnaI0QI/AAAAAAAATlE/vLRZ4jPAfwI/s1600/no+tempo+da+socila3+001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P4J8udnXUFw/Twh4gnaI0QI/AAAAAAAATlE/vLRZ4jPAfwI/s320/no+tempo+da+socila3+001.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr align="justify"&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Entre as notícias de um tempo que se foi, deparo-me com uma “&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: blue;"&gt;parada de sucessos&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;”, relação das 10 músicas mais tocadas no Rio e em São Paulo naquele junho de 1965. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tdWQmS7RQGE/Twjg3aUNT1I/AAAAAAAATmg/_7OZP08JzMg/s1600/clara.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tdWQmS7RQGE/Twjg3aUNT1I/AAAAAAAATmg/_7OZP08JzMg/s320/clara.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Entre as reportagens de um tempo que se foi, encontro a inesquecível &lt;b&gt;Clara Nunes&lt;/b&gt; (1943-1983), recebendo pela quarta vez o prêmio de cantora mais popular de Minas Gerais.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5XEZDsqpYe0/Twh7n_i9TKI/AAAAAAAATlk/ucOH_yQcoc4/s1600/no+tempo+da+socila10.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5XEZDsqpYe0/Twh7n_i9TKI/AAAAAAAATlk/ucOH_yQcoc4/s320/no+tempo+da+socila10.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u6l2j_ofaV4/Twh5IkjHomI/AAAAAAAATlU/pJ7WIkU1D84/s1600/no+tempo+da+socila4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Entre as revelações de um tempo que se foi, encontro &amp;nbsp;uma instigante matéria onde &lt;b&gt;Maria Augusta Nielsen&lt;/b&gt; (1923-2010), fundadora da &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Socila&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, dá a sua receita para ser Miss Brasil, ilustrada com seis fotos, duas de Maria Augusta e as outras com &lt;b&gt;Marta Rocha&lt;/b&gt; (Miss Bahia, Miss Brasil e &amp;nbsp;vice-Miss Universo 1954; &lt;b&gt;Teresinha Morango&lt;/b&gt; (Miss Amazonas, Miss Brasil e vice-Miss Universo 1957); &lt;b&gt;Adalgisa Colombo&lt;/b&gt; (Miss Distrito Federal, Miss Brasil e vice-Miss Universo 1958) e &lt;b&gt;Ângela Vasconcelos&lt;/b&gt; (Miss Paraná, Miss Brasil e semifinalista do Miss Universo 1964), cujo texto transcrevo abaixo.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;A Socila é a única escola brasileira, registrada e oficializada, que se dedica ao aprimoramento educacional, em todos os sentidos, da mulher. Fundada e dirigida por Maria Augusta, a Socila mantem os mais diversos cursos (postura, maquiagem, vestuário, penteado, etc.) destinados às solteiras ou casadas. Porém, apesar das suas atividades ininterruptas durante o ano, é mesmo por ocasião do concurso de Miss Brasil, que a Socila ganha maior evidência. Isso porque, todas as misses concorrentes passam por ela, em um curso rápido, a fim de melhor saberem desfilar na passarela do Maracanãzinho. Mais ainda: a Socila possui no resultado final, um voto que pode ser decisivo. Assim deixamos que Maria Augusta nos dê os esclarecimentos que pedimos, e que podem ser considerados, mesmo, como uma “Receita para ser Miss Brasil”.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; - Qual a sua atuação no concurso? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;– As candidatas a Miss Brasil, que vêm, dos Estados, chegam com a antecedência de uma semana, a fim de receberem lição de como devem se apresentar na passarela. Excluindo a ministração desses cursos, cuidamos ainda do vestuário e penteados. E eu, pessoalmente, encarrego-me da organização do desfile, bem como da disciplina interna. Observo as reações e o temperamento das moças, estando obrigada a apontar ao júri, quem não possui as qualidades exigidas para nos representar lá fora. Está claro que isso pode eliminar uma candidata.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; - Que deve ter uma jovem para ser Miss Brasil? - &lt;/b&gt;Antes de tudo deve possuir altura, peso, e medidas exigidas nos concursos de âmbito internacional.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; - Qual a altura mínima para uma moça que aspira o título? - &lt;/b&gt;1,68. Quem não possuir essa altura mínima, não terá maiores chances.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; - E outros atributos, fora os físicos?&lt;/b&gt; - Depois das qualidades físicas, sem dúvida imprescindíveis, deve ela possuir ótima apresentação. Ser Miss Brasil é possuir um conjunto atraente, corpo, rosto, pele, desembaraço e até boa cultura geral.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; - Que devem fazer as moças que sonham com esse título?&lt;/b&gt; – As que julgam-se&amp;nbsp; possuidoras das qualidades físicas exigidas, devem se preparar com antecedência. Tanto fisicamente, fazendo exercícios, quanto culturalmente, estudando de preferência o idioma do país, para o qual ela sonha em ir representado a mulher brasileira.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;Maria Augusta não quis, por uma questão de ética, acrescentar que o caminho mais certo para essas moças, é certamente a Socila, como fizeram as nossas representantes Gina Macpherson e Maria Olívia Rebouças. Essas duas, meses antes do concurso, preferiram ir à Socila receber todos os ensinamentos necessários. &amp;nbsp;E Maria Augusta acrescenta: - Os defeitos, inclusive os mais simples de postura, não podem ser corrigidos às pressas. Muitas vezes se torna necessário um treinamento intensivo para que a perfeição seja obtida.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;- Acha que o concurso de Miss Brasil está progredindo?&lt;/b&gt; - De ano para ano o concurso vem melhorando o seu nível. Como exemplo posso citar a nossa última vencedora, Ângela Vasconcelos, uma moça de excelente cultura, que pinta e tem grande pendor para a literatura. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;- Alguma nossa Miss Brasil não alcançou lá fora o resultado esperado? &lt;/b&gt;- Esperei que Gina Macpherson e Maria Olívia Rebouças obtivessem melhores resultados, E, estava certa de que Adalgisa Colombo seria facilmente Miss Universo. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;A segunda colocação dela surpreendeu-me.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;- &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;Há, na Socila, alguma jovem preparando-se para o concurso?&lt;/b&gt; – Atualmente, não. &amp;nbsp;Dentro de poucos dias, sim.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;- Apontaria alguém, que se candidatando esse ano poderia vencer?&lt;/b&gt; – Acho que é só dar um passeio pelo Castelinho, em dia de sol, pra se conseguir dezenas de moças que poderiam ser facilmente Miss Brasil.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Portanto, nas palavras de Maria Augusta, aqui está a receita para ser Miss Brasil: possuir as medidas exigidas, uma altura mínima de 1m68, ter um belo conjunto de corpo, rosto e pele, andar e portar-se com desembaraço e naturalidade; finalmente, enfrentar o concurso com esportividade. Caso contrário, é eliminação na certa.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;..... &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Diante da reportagem acima, está explicado o porquê de muitas jovens apontadas como franco-favoritas, aplaudidíssimas pela plateia, queridas pelos missólogos e pela crítica especializada, não terem conseguido o primeiro lugar no concurso Miss Brasil, ou sequer alcançado um lugar entre as finalistas. Para uma jovem ser eleita Miss Brasil não bastavam os aplausos do público e os votos da comissão julgadora. Existia um voto que poderia mudar para sempre o destino de uma moça: o de &lt;b&gt;Maria Augusta Nielsen&lt;/b&gt;, da &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Socila&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. Sem desmerecer o mérito das vencedoras, o assunto é digno de reflexão por parte de todos aqueles que alcançaram os anos dourados do concurso Miss Brasil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;***** &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&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/3743835499135001790-8943896660230989822?l=passarelacultural.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passarelacultural.blogspot.com/feeds/8943896660230989822/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3743835499135001790&amp;postID=8943896660230989822' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3743835499135001790/posts/default/8943896660230989822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3743835499135001790/posts/default/8943896660230989822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passarelacultural.blogspot.com/2012/01/sessao-nostalgia-seccao-em-construcao.html' title='SESSÃO NOSTALGIA - NO TEMPO DA SOCILA, O VOTO DECISIVO QUE PODERIA DESCLASSIFICAR UMA CANDIDATA AO TÍTULO DE MISS BRASIL'/><author><name>DASLAN MELO LIMA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16900312641852855709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Uic6oP60Kbo/TonvsXqJfbI/AAAAAAAASYI/90YVZNiFLTc/s220/daslansite.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fGWT3vY9kpg/Twh4KioLSqI/AAAAAAAATk8/nsk7ziW1S6g/s72-c/no+tempo+da+socila1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3743835499135001790.post-3722042122719201652</id><published>2011-12-29T18:35:00.005-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T06:11:35.124-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pausas na Passarela'/><title type='text'>PAUSAS NA PASSARELA</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ANO NOVO X CONSCIÊNCIA ALIMENTAR&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ninaflores.net/wordpress/wp-content/uploads/2011/01/2011-01-09.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="261" src="http://ninaflores.net/wordpress/wp-content/uploads/2011/01/2011-01-09.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Em homenagem ao verão e por uma alimentação mais  saudável, vale a pena rever velhos hábitos alimentares. Com o calor da estação que se aproxima, peixes e frutos do mar, em  diversas receitas, passam a ser a preferência para uma alimentação  verdadeiramente salutar. No calor, é necessário estar de acordo, para  não passar mal sob as altas temperaturas. Comer corretamente e manter  uma alimentação frugal é preponderante&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;para ter disposição nestes dias.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Em homenagem aos nossos irmãos animais, vale a pena tornar-se vegetariano consciente, ou, na impossibilidade, evitar os excessos de consumo de carne. A Saúde agradece. As vibrações positivas agradecem. O Cosmos agradece.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;*****&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;UMA VELHA BENÇÃO IRLANDESA&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;i style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Que a benção da luz seja contigo, a luz exterior e a luz interior. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;A santa luz do Sol brilhe sobre ti e aqueça teu coração até que ele resplandeça &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;como um grande fogo de turfa, e &lt;/b&gt;assim  o forasteiro possa vir e nele se aquecer, como também o amigo. A luz  brilhe de dentro de teus olhos, como a candeia colocada na janela de uma  casa, oferecendo ao peregrino um refúgio à tormenta.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;E  a benção da chuva, a chuva suave e boa, seja contigo. Que ela tombe  sobre tua alma para que as pequenas flores todas possam surgir e  derramar suavidade na brisa. A benção das grandes chuvas seja contigo, caindo em tua alma para lavá-la bem lavada, e nela deixando muitas poças  reluzentes, onde o azul do céu possa brilhar, e às vezes uma estrela.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;E  a benção da terra, a grande terra redonda, seja contigo; sempre tenhas  uma saudação amiga aos que passam por ti ao longo dos caminhos. A &lt;b&gt;terra seja macia debaixo de ti quando nela repousares, cansado ao fim do dia, &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;e  leve ela descanse sobre ti, quando no fim te deitares debaixo dela. Tão  leve ela descanse sobre ti, que a tua alma cedo se liberte de seu peso,  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;livre e leve, no caminho de Deus.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; E agora o Senhor te abençoe, com toda a bondade te abençoe.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Feliz Ano Novo !&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;_____&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tradução de Paulo Mendes Campos  (1922-1991), Seleções Reader’s Digest, janeiro-1968.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;*****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3743835499135001790-3722042122719201652?l=passarelacultural.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passarelacultural.blogspot.com/feeds/3722042122719201652/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3743835499135001790&amp;postID=3722042122719201652' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3743835499135001790/posts/default/3722042122719201652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3743835499135001790/posts/default/3722042122719201652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passarelacultural.blogspot.com/2011/12/pausas-na-passarela_29.html' title='PAUSAS NA PASSARELA'/><author><name>DASLAN MELO LIMA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16900312641852855709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Uic6oP60Kbo/TonvsXqJfbI/AAAAAAAASYI/90YVZNiFLTc/s220/daslansite.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3743835499135001790.post-2861142509954159048</id><published>2011-12-29T18:35:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T07:09:09.593-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Timbaúba'/><title type='text'>DE TIMBAÚBA PARA O MUNDO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;***** &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;TIMBAÚBA, ROTEIRO POÉTICO DE ANO NOVO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lqfLgJXKcw8/Tv5mYje4glI/AAAAAAAAThY/q5AxxZZTi7w/s1600/timba2012d.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lqfLgJXKcw8/Tv5mYje4glI/AAAAAAAAThY/q5AxxZZTi7w/s400/timba2012d.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;É noite na &lt;b&gt;Praça Hugo de Andrade&lt;/b&gt;, bairro de Mocós. Aqui começa nosso roteiro poético de Ano Novo. A igrejinha de Nossa Senhora da Conceição está pintada de azul, irradiando uma paz infinita. A vontade é ficar sentado num banquinho da praça por tempo indeterminado, captando e absorvendo a energia positiva do local, mas vamos entrar na Igreja.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V4x2zR0mn6g/Tv5nZjWvDpI/AAAAAAAAThk/1Y_P9ORdhQ0/s1600/timba2012e.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V4x2zR0mn6g/Tv5nZjWvDpI/AAAAAAAAThk/1Y_P9ORdhQ0/s400/timba2012e.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8m7rKLT-mVg/Tv5nk7svsUI/AAAAAAAAThw/rfsfXzC4Orw/s1600/timba2012f.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8m7rKLT-mVg/Tv5nk7svsUI/AAAAAAAAThw/rfsfXzC4Orw/s400/timba2012f.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TQXrbyW7UqQ/Tv5sG0vu9mI/AAAAAAAATjE/NtiHFhJ2VfI/s1600/natalluz.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TQXrbyW7UqQ/Tv5sG0vu9mI/AAAAAAAATjE/NtiHFhJ2VfI/s400/natalluz.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Praça Prof. José Mendes da Silva&lt;/b&gt;, imediações do Terminal Rodoviário&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KKfV6xwDGvQ/Tv5oU80bFYI/AAAAAAAATh8/CJcLx9yDKdY/s1600/timba2012a.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KKfV6xwDGvQ/Tv5oU80bFYI/AAAAAAAATh8/CJcLx9yDKdY/s400/timba2012a.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Praça do Centenário&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sQL8AYKqOFU/Tv5ojFisulI/AAAAAAAATiI/qwIOCbW0UhM/s1600/timba2012c.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sQL8AYKqOFU/Tv5ojFisulI/AAAAAAAATiI/qwIOCbW0UhM/s400/timba2012c.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Prefeitura Municipal&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9uh5LPUJ35g/Tv5vXIN7OFI/AAAAAAAATjo/Xm45G6RjgX8/s1600/diegonatal1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9uh5LPUJ35g/Tv5vXIN7OFI/AAAAAAAATjo/Xm45G6RjgX8/s400/diegonatal1.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Praça da Bandeira&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XcroPkMxvDc/Tv5vHafxSgI/AAAAAAAATjc/GKztKoIHMiA/s1600/diegonatal3.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XcroPkMxvDc/Tv5vHafxSgI/AAAAAAAATjc/GKztKoIHMiA/s400/diegonatal3.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Praça João Pessoa&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4fZ3uP80OPI/Tv5pCL03OBI/AAAAAAAATig/-gTllzQymSo/s1600/timba2012g.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4fZ3uP80OPI/Tv5pCL03OBI/AAAAAAAATig/-gTllzQymSo/s400/timba2012g.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;Praça Carlos Lyra&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UK5YkRelYcI/Tv5tC-PDQ5I/AAAAAAAATjQ/dVZ-9yHfmFw/s1600/natalluz12.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UK5YkRelYcI/Tv5tC-PDQ5I/AAAAAAAATjQ/dVZ-9yHfmFw/s400/natalluz12.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Praça José Lins do Rêgo&lt;/b&gt;, bairro de Timbaubinha. Aqui termina nosso roteiro poético, enquanto uma brisa suave sopra ao redor. Ainda é noite, mas logo será&amp;nbsp; manhã em &lt;b&gt;Timbaúba&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;dos Mocós&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Princesa Serrana&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; de todos nós. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;*****&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/3743835499135001790-2861142509954159048?l=passarelacultural.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passarelacultural.blogspot.com/feeds/2861142509954159048/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3743835499135001790&amp;postID=2861142509954159048' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3743835499135001790/posts/default/2861142509954159048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3743835499135001790/posts/default/2861142509954159048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passarelacultural.blogspot.com/2011/12/de-timbauba-para-o-mundo_29.html' title='DE TIMBAÚBA PARA O MUNDO'/><author><name>DASLAN MELO LIMA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16900312641852855709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Uic6oP60Kbo/TonvsXqJfbI/AAAAAAAASYI/90YVZNiFLTc/s220/daslansite.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lqfLgJXKcw8/Tv5mYje4glI/AAAAAAAAThY/q5AxxZZTi7w/s72-c/timba2012d.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3743835499135001790.post-7985579276352444577</id><published>2011-12-29T18:35:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T04:58:20.146-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sessão Nostalgia'/><title type='text'>SESSÃO NOSTALGIA - JACQUELINE MEIRELES, MISS BRASIL 1987, UM DEZEMBRO PARA RECORDAR. DÉBORA LYRA, MISS BRASIL 2010, UM DEZEMBRO PARA ESQUECER</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Daslan Melo Lima&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Timbaúba, Pernambuco, tarde cinza de dezembro de 1989. Final de ano. Pressa. Havia um certo desânimo dentro de mim. Passei na única banca de revistas da cidade para relaxar. De repente, reconheci na capa da revista &lt;i&gt;Nova-Cosmopolitan&lt;/i&gt;, da Editora Abril, &lt;b&gt;Jacqueline Meireles&lt;/b&gt;, que em 1987 tinha sido eleita Miss Brasil. Louco por Misses, comprei mais uma preciosidade para a&amp;nbsp; minha coleção. O cinza da tarde e o desânimo foram embora. Um dezembro para recordar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TuLe921AuP4/Tv2oph5MkCI/AAAAAAAAThM/c1MToVhvXBQ/s1600/nova.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TuLe921AuP4/Tv2oph5MkCI/AAAAAAAAThM/c1MToVhvXBQ/s400/nova.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jacqueline Meireles&lt;/b&gt;, Miss Brasil 1987,&amp;nbsp; na capa da revista &lt;i&gt;Nova-Cosmopolitan&lt;/i&gt;, em dezembro de 1989. Fotografada por &lt;b&gt;José Antônio&lt;/b&gt;. Penteada por &lt;b&gt;Sílvio Lage&lt;/b&gt; e maquiada por &lt;b&gt;Marcelo Beauty&lt;/b&gt; com produtos &lt;b&gt;Helena Rubinstein&lt;/b&gt;. Blusa &lt;b&gt;Lou Borelli&lt;/b&gt;, calça &lt;b&gt;Reinaldo Lourenço&lt;/b&gt;, anel &lt;b&gt;Serpui Marie&lt;/b&gt; e brincos &lt;b&gt;Bella Golzer&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Timbaúba, Pernambuco, manhã ensolarada de dezembro de 2011. Final de ano. Tranquilidade. Uma leveza dentro de mim. Busquei nos meus arquivos&amp;nbsp; inspiração para escrever uma crônica, deparei-me com aquela revista que já tem 23 anos e resolvi transformá-la na matéria prima da última &lt;b&gt;Sessão Nostalgia&lt;/b&gt; do ano de 2011. É um imenso prazer compartilhar esta preciosidade com quem é louco por Misses.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Timbaúba, Pernambuco, manhã ensolarada de dezembro de 2011. Penso em &lt;b&gt;Débora Lyra&lt;/b&gt;, Miss Brasil 2010, que era apenas um bebê naquele dezembro de 1989. Penso em &lt;b&gt;Débora Lyra&lt;/b&gt; que neste momento está internada em um hospital de Vitória-ES, vítima de grave acidente sofrido na terça-feira, 27.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://n.i.uol.com.br/tabloide/album/musas2010_f_008.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="206" src="http://n.i.uol.com.br/tabloide/album/musas2010_f_008.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://istoegente.terra.com.br/wp-content/uploads/2011/12/Debora-Lyra-580x320.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Débora Lyra&lt;/b&gt;, Miss Brasil 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Tenho rezado muito para que esta menina se recupere e não fique com nenhuma sequela do pesadelo que está vivendo. Ninguém deveria morrer, ninguém deveria ficar desempregado, ninguém deveria sofrer no mês de dezembro, o mágico mês do &lt;b&gt;Natal&lt;/b&gt; e da despedida de um ano. Estou rezando muito por você, &lt;b&gt;Débora Lyra&lt;/b&gt;, e pedindo a &lt;b&gt;DEUS&lt;/b&gt; que lá na frente, em um auspicioso dezembro de um ano que virá, este dezembro de 2011 seja apenas uma pálida lembrança em sua vida. Um dezembro para esquecer.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;***** &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&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/3743835499135001790-7985579276352444577?l=passarelacultural.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passarelacultural.blogspot.com/feeds/7985579276352444577/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3743835499135001790&amp;postID=7985579276352444577' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3743835499135001790/posts/default/7985579276352444577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3743835499135001790/posts/default/7985579276352444577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passarelacultural.blogspot.com/2011/12/sessao-nostalgia_29.html' title='SESSÃO NOSTALGIA - JACQUELINE MEIRELES, MISS BRASIL 1987, UM DEZEMBRO PARA RECORDAR. DÉBORA LYRA, MISS BRASIL 2010, UM DEZEMBRO PARA ESQUECER'/><author><name>DASLAN MELO LIMA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16900312641852855709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Uic6oP60Kbo/TonvsXqJfbI/AAAAAAAASYI/90YVZNiFLTc/s220/daslansite.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TuLe921AuP4/Tv2oph5MkCI/AAAAAAAAThM/c1MToVhvXBQ/s72-c/nova.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3743835499135001790.post-3532121316279753978</id><published>2011-12-23T04:37:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T18:42:57.108-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Timbaúba'/><title type='text'>DE TIMBAÚBA PARA O MUNDO</title><content type='html'>&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" class="MsoNormalTable" style="mso-cellspacing: 1.5pt; mso-yfti-tbllook: 1184;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr style="mso-yfti-firstrow: yes; mso-yfti-irow: 0; mso-yfti-lastrow: yes;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 0.75pt; text-align: center;" valign="top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 0.75pt; text-align: center;" valign="top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 0.75pt; text-align: center;" valign="top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 0.75pt; text-align: center;" valign="top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 0.75pt; text-align: center;" valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 0.75pt; text-align: center;" valign="top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 0.75pt; text-align: justify;" valign="top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 0.75pt; text-align: center;" valign="top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 0.75pt; text-align: center;" valign="top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 0.75pt; text-align: center;" valign="top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 0.75pt; text-align: center;" valign="top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 0.75pt; text-align: center;" valign="top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 0.75pt; text-align: center;" valign="top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 0.75pt; text-align: center;" valign="top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 0.75pt; text-align: center;" valign="top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 0.75pt; text-align: center;" valign="top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 0.75pt; text-align: center;" valign="top"&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y3wkCcNr2DM/TvejjKYBQ-I/AAAAAAAATXo/loSWqxLIYHk/s1600/natal++luz.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;PORQUE É NATAL&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sCPQ5Zj6hfE/TuzQyWgScpI/AAAAAAAATMU/pNV-enBkrv0/s1600/diegonatal3.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sCPQ5Zj6hfE/TuzQyWgScpI/AAAAAAAATMU/pNV-enBkrv0/s400/diegonatal3.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr align="center" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Praça João Pessoa, Centro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-erqPfNIeN_E/TvN7U2Now-I/AAAAAAAATP0/VlmehHsKnD4/s1600/natalluz11.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-erqPfNIeN_E/TvN7U2Now-I/AAAAAAAATP0/VlmehHsKnD4/s400/natalluz11.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Praça Bolívar Melo, Barro&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XUS_wKNvbOw/TvN70hsnnfI/AAAAAAAATQA/l8edihaZAys/s1600/natalluz12.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XUS_wKNvbOw/TvN70hsnnfI/AAAAAAAATQA/l8edihaZAys/s400/natalluz12.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Praça José Lins do Rêgo, Timbaubinha &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;*****&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;CONFRATERNIZAÇÃO DA OAB&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TyHjs2J6Oxg/Tvea4bPKCBI/AAAAAAAATV8/pQjjA87Odas/s1600/confraterniza%25C3%25A7%25C3%25A3o+oab.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TyHjs2J6Oxg/Tvea4bPKCBI/AAAAAAAATV8/pQjjA87Odas/s400/confraterniza%25C3%25A7%25C3%25A3o+oab.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;O Restaurante Taywan foi palco de uma das mais chiques e descontraídas confraternizações do ano, a da OAB-PE, subseccional Timbaúba, na segunda-feira, 19 de dezembro. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;Carlos Eduardo Coutinho, o Duduca (presidente da subseccional Timbaúba, na fila de trás, de óculos) foi a personalidade mais festejada do evento.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O7DticFxsfg/Tvedchff4cI/AAAAAAAATWI/kGcodMEvfKo/s1600/confraterniza%25C3%25A7%25C3%25A3o+oab2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-size: large;"&gt;*****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-size: large;"&gt;O BAILE DE FORMATURA DE PATRÍCIA ALBUQUERQUE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Krp0YHZFSlA/TveMdQibuPI/AAAAAAAATT4/BIZ3YPGAKS0/s1600/patricia3.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Krp0YHZFSlA/TveMdQibuPI/AAAAAAAATT4/BIZ3YPGAKS0/s400/patricia3.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Foi um dos mais belos bailes de formatura do ano, aquele do curso de &lt;b&gt;Pedagogia&lt;/b&gt; da &lt;b&gt;Faculdade de Timbaúba&lt;/b&gt;, onde &lt;b&gt;Patríca Arruda de Albuquerque&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;Cabral&lt;/b&gt;, uma das personalidades femininas mais queridas de Timbaúba, estava entre as concluintes.&amp;nbsp; Acima, as irmãs &lt;b&gt;Poline&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Patrícia&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Pollyana&lt;/b&gt; e &lt;b&gt;Paula Albuquerque&lt;/b&gt;. Abaixo, nas duas sequências, a hora da valsa, com o esposo &lt;b&gt;Antonio Arruda&lt;/b&gt; e com o amigo &lt;b&gt;José de Alencar&lt;/b&gt;, seguindo-se os mais importantes &lt;i&gt;flashes&lt;/i&gt; da noite, entre eles as imagens de &lt;b&gt;Valter Correia-Poline&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Cezário Clementino Duarte Jr-Milena Vieira&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Juca Queiroz-Mirelle Vieira&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Artur-Sheyla&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Zeinha&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Armando-Rosinha Albuquerque&lt;/b&gt;. 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;*****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;NO RITMO DAS CONFRATERNIZAÇÕES&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;-&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Clube da Luluzinha - &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XLVSgxzThGU/TvkJT9Z1DeI/AAAAAAAATbA/X-aguOjb_8c/s1600/luluzinha1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XLVSgxzThGU/TvkJT9Z1DeI/AAAAAAAATbA/X-aguOjb_8c/s320/luluzinha1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-44ehbwlNsPw/TvkJf0a_pLI/AAAAAAAATbM/qjyXCeP5hMM/s1600/luluzinha2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-44ehbwlNsPw/TvkJf0a_pLI/AAAAAAAATbM/qjyXCeP5hMM/s320/luluzinha2.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TNueziWKDm8/TvkMe_kjkyI/AAAAAAAATbY/MHVdK0-_fkA/s1600/luluzinha3.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;O &lt;b&gt;Restaurante Taywan&lt;/b&gt;, um dos melhores &lt;i&gt;points&lt;/i&gt; de Timbaúba, foi o local escolhido pelo &lt;b&gt;Clube da Luluzinha&lt;/b&gt; para sua confraternização anual, segunda-feira, 19 de dezembro. Composto por figuras femininas da vizinha cidade de Ferreiros-PE, apenas um homem apareceu no evento para testemunhar a alegria das &lt;i&gt;luluzinhas&lt;/i&gt;: o empresário &lt;b&gt;Bruno Japhet&lt;/b&gt;, ex-prefeito de Ferreiros.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xDt-uRlFID8/TvkPlZMZ_tI/AAAAAAAATbk/T1YJNVmB2Ck/s1600/luluzinha4.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xDt-uRlFID8/TvkPlZMZ_tI/AAAAAAAATbk/T1YJNVmB2Ck/s320/luluzinha4.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xDt-uRlFID8/TvkPlZMZ_tI/AAAAAAAATbk/T1YJNVmB2Ck/s1600/luluzinha4.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bruno Japhet&lt;/b&gt; (&lt;i&gt;padrinho&lt;/i&gt; do Clube das Luluzinha) e sua esposa &lt;b&gt;Viviane&lt;/b&gt;, em pose exclusiva para &lt;b&gt;PASSARELA CULTURAL&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TNueziWKDm8/TvkMe_kjkyI/AAAAAAAATbY/MHVdK0-_fkA/s1600/luluzinha3.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TNueziWKDm8/TvkMe_kjkyI/AAAAAAAATbY/MHVdK0-_fkA/s320/luluzinha3.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;*****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;- Correio de Notícias -&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-apFqYJZumng/TvkcoOJqgLI/AAAAAAAATb8/K9Va1MdCutg/s1600/correioconf2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-apFqYJZumng/TvkcoOJqgLI/AAAAAAAATb8/K9Va1MdCutg/s320/correioconf2.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Os componentes da redação do jornal &lt;b&gt;CORREIO DE NOTÍCIAS&lt;/b&gt; escolheram o &lt;b&gt;Bar do Bode&lt;/b&gt; para a sua confraternização, na terça-feira, 20 de dezembro. O evento contou com a presença do casal&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;Pignatário&lt;/b&gt; e &lt;b&gt;Márcia Andrade&lt;/b&gt;, proprietários do &lt;b&gt;Grupo Alves de Andrade&lt;/b&gt;, do qual faz parte a &lt;b&gt;Mídia Master&lt;/b&gt;, responsável pelo jornal.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kiyhC94B1q8/Tvke9bFedYI/AAAAAAAATcI/Nmt4UEZhLPg/s1600/correioconf1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kiyhC94B1q8/Tvke9bFedYI/AAAAAAAATcI/Nmt4UEZhLPg/s320/correioconf1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;*****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;- Banda 1º de Novembro -&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k0Y_qSQgLmY/Tvkgv9VRPAI/AAAAAAAATcU/MSst6EGtbyM/s1600/primeiro1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k0Y_qSQgLmY/Tvkgv9VRPAI/AAAAAAAATcU/MSst6EGtbyM/s320/primeiro1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SdZ1wG7s9GA/Tvkg9qZqViI/AAAAAAAATcg/2WOhzj8FmPM/s1600/primeiro2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SdZ1wG7s9GA/Tvkg9qZqViI/AAAAAAAATcg/2WOhzj8FmPM/s320/primeiro2.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V9WPD-_H3zA/TvkhI6YovAI/AAAAAAAATcs/HSdfPbOsIls/s1600/primeiro3.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V9WPD-_H3zA/TvkhI6YovAI/AAAAAAAATcs/HSdfPbOsIls/s320/primeiro3.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;No amplo espaço da varanda principal do &lt;b&gt;Restaurante Casa Grande&lt;/b&gt;, na quinta-feira, 22, a diretoria da tradicioonal &lt;b&gt;Banda 1º de Novembro&lt;/b&gt;, a gloriosa &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Pé de Cará&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, um orgulho timbaubense, reuniu os músicos para um jantar de confraternização. Na primeira foto, momento em que &lt;b&gt;Celma Lucia Vasconcelos&lt;/b&gt; fazia uso da palavra.&amp;nbsp; Na terceira, instante em que o &lt;b&gt;Maestro Jean&lt;/b&gt; discursava. Ao seu lado, &lt;b&gt;Fernando Andrade&lt;/b&gt;, presidente, que logo após lembrou que 2012 é o &lt;b&gt;90º&lt;/b&gt; ano de fundação da&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;1º de Novembro. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;*****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;- Niver de Rubens Sales -&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2Gw2NPdtj34/Tvklq7ah7AI/AAAAAAAATc4/Vl34Kc4zajc/s1600/sales5.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2Gw2NPdtj34/Tvklq7ah7AI/AAAAAAAATc4/Vl34Kc4zajc/s320/sales5.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;O salão de festas do &lt;b&gt;União Futebol Clube&lt;/b&gt;, na vizinha cidade de&lt;b&gt; Ferreiros-PE&lt;/b&gt;, no segundo domingo de dezembro, ficou repleto de amigos e admiradores do empresário &lt;b&gt;Rubens Sales&lt;/b&gt;, na foto ao lado da esposa &lt;b&gt;Kerlane&lt;/b&gt;, que foram parabenizá-lo por sua data natalícia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zP8-gR5pLbw/TvnDPv3r0HI/AAAAAAAATdo/ivkxcjBAqvU/s1600/sales2-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zP8-gR5pLbw/TvnDPv3r0HI/AAAAAAAATdo/ivkxcjBAqvU/s320/sales2-1.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rubens Sales&lt;/b&gt; e o&amp;nbsp; deputado estadual &lt;b&gt;Vinícius Labanca&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QmXpYaeJrF8/TvkneYeySSI/AAAAAAAATdE/uvKRiPfUmLw/s1600/sales3.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QmXpYaeJrF8/TvkneYeySSI/AAAAAAAATdE/uvKRiPfUmLw/s320/sales3.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;V&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;inícius Labanca&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Rubens Sales&lt;/b&gt; e &lt;b&gt;Gileninho Gouveia&lt;/b&gt;, vice-prefeito de Ferreiros.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JpSLz7ksrsA/TvkoP-0bPHI/AAAAAAAATdQ/uNfToZhuzJ8/s1600/sales11.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JpSLz7ksrsA/TvkoP-0bPHI/AAAAAAAATdQ/uNfToZhuzJ8/s320/sales11.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-imW_HekYolg/TvkoZ9g3i3I/AAAAAAAATdc/rriFWqrfMec/s1600/sales12.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-imW_HekYolg/TvkoZ9g3i3I/AAAAAAAATdc/rriFWqrfMec/s320/sales12.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-size: large;"&gt;*****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3743835499135001790-3532121316279753978?l=passarelacultural.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passarelacultural.blogspot.com/feeds/3532121316279753978/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3743835499135001790&amp;postID=3532121316279753978' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3743835499135001790/posts/default/3532121316279753978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3743835499135001790/posts/default/3532121316279753978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passarelacultural.blogspot.com/2011/12/porque-e-natal-em-timbauba.html' title='DE TIMBAÚBA PARA O MUNDO'/><author><name>DASLAN MELO LIMA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16900312641852855709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Uic6oP60Kbo/TonvsXqJfbI/AAAAAAAASYI/90YVZNiFLTc/s220/daslansite.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sCPQ5Zj6hfE/TuzQyWgScpI/AAAAAAAATMU/pNV-enBkrv0/s72-c/diegonatal3.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3743835499135001790.post-7376104576182499666</id><published>2011-12-23T04:36:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-25T05:16:10.082-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sessão Nostalgia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eva Ekvall'/><title type='text'>SESSÃO NOSTALGIA - MISS VENEZUELA 2000, EVA EKVALL, O ADEUS ANTES DO NATAL</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Daslan Melo Lima &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Ninguém deveria morrer no mês de dezembro, quando tudo ao redor lembra nascimento, confraternização, festas... &amp;nbsp;No último dia 17, &amp;nbsp;com apenas 28 anos de idade,&amp;nbsp; uma linda Miss&amp;nbsp; perdeu a batalha que enfrentava contra um câncer de mama, &lt;b&gt;Eva Monica Anna Ekvall Johnson&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sMAmwNk0ppQ/TvSuYT1bTkI/AAAAAAAATQw/uWEK3X4yfks/s1600/eva24.jpeg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sMAmwNk0ppQ/TvSuYT1bTkI/AAAAAAAATQw/uWEK3X4yfks/s320/eva24.jpeg" width="231" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr align="justify"&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Eva Ekvall&lt;/b&gt; nasceu em 15/03/1983, em Caracas, Venezuela.&amp;nbsp; Em 08/09/2000, foi eleita Miss Venezuela 2000. No ano&amp;nbsp;   seguinte, obteve o quarto lugar no Miss Universo 2001. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mseBr4wXylg/TvSvsASe1xI/AAAAAAAATQ8/QQaxjRDDBEs/s1600/eva1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mseBr4wXylg/TvSvsASe1xI/AAAAAAAATQ8/QQaxjRDDBEs/s320/eva1.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MYEuRaLc8Ok/TvSwBWjiwwI/AAAAAAAATRI/FipmBFQ6W_M/s1600/Eva2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MYEuRaLc8Ok/TvSwBWjiwwI/AAAAAAAATRI/FipmBFQ6W_M/s320/Eva2.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Mp2lqJJcKtg/TvSxuhKzMHI/AAAAAAAATRg/rqV5CYqMy6o/s1600/eva17.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="171" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Mp2lqJJcKtg/TvSxuhKzMHI/AAAAAAAATRg/rqV5CYqMy6o/s320/eva17.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Eva Ekvall&lt;/b&gt; era uma das favoritas ao título do Miss Universo 2001. Da esquerda para a direita, as cinco finalistas: &lt;b&gt;Celina Jaitley&lt;/b&gt;, Miss Índia, quinta colocada; &lt;b&gt;Eva Ekvall&lt;/b&gt;, Miss Venezuela, quarto lugar; &lt;b&gt;Denisse Maria Quiñones August&lt;/b&gt;, Miss Porto Rico, primeira colocada; &lt;b&gt;Evelina Papantoniou&lt;/b&gt;, Miss Grécia, segundo lugar; e &lt;b&gt;Kandace Gayle Krueger&lt;/b&gt;, Miss Estados Unidos, terceira colocada.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YzNBgF_Vsh0/TvSwy7LIAQI/AAAAAAAATRU/bwEkSobxeS8/s1600/eva12.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YzNBgF_Vsh0/TvSwy7LIAQI/AAAAAAAATRU/bwEkSobxeS8/s320/eva12.jpg" width="275" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PetiGWSFfaY/TvS0fV8KHzI/AAAAAAAATSE/F-mjGlb2yKU/s1600/eva5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="187" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PetiGWSFfaY/TvS0fV8KHzI/AAAAAAAATSE/F-mjGlb2yKU/s320/eva5.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Eva Ekvall&lt;/b&gt; era casada com o produtor radiofônico &lt;b&gt;John Fabio Bermúdez, &lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;pai de &lt;b&gt;Miranda&lt;/b&gt;, sua única filha de 2 anos de idade.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OWFWZvpKrvs/TvS0P9l_6SI/AAAAAAAATR4/lp_DwQacP5E/s1600/eva20.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OWFWZvpKrvs/TvS0P9l_6SI/AAAAAAAATR4/lp_DwQacP5E/s320/eva20.jpg" width="231" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;O câncer em estado avançado foi diagnosticado em fevereiro de 2010, poucos meses depois de ter dado à luz sua filha Miranda. Durante oito meses submeteu-se à quimioterapia, radioterapia e retirada radicada de ambas as mamas. Toda sua amarga experiência foi documentada no livro &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: blue;"&gt;Fuera de Foco&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt; (Fora de Foco), lançado em dezembro do ano passado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yISA8EHgLGc/TvS1CV7A_GI/AAAAAAAATSc/uHan7fQR0A0/s1600/eva15.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="192" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yISA8EHgLGc/TvS1CV7A_GI/AAAAAAAATSc/uHan7fQR0A0/s320/eva15.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RoAWau4jYak/TvS1RDGbtaI/AAAAAAAATSo/WNl3MDWNfn4/s1600/eva13.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RoAWau4jYak/TvS1RDGbtaI/AAAAAAAATSo/WNl3MDWNfn4/s320/eva13.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr align="justify" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Seus restos mortais foram cremados em Houston&amp;nbsp; e serão transladados para a Venezuela no próximo mês. &lt;b&gt;Eva Ekvall&lt;/b&gt;, que também era atriz e apresentadora, chegou a questionar a utilização da beleza e da estética da forma como muitas vezes é feita,&amp;nbsp; deixando a saúde e prevenção de lado. "&lt;i&gt;Na Venezuela se investe muito dinheiro em ficar bela e não em saúde&lt;/i&gt;", comentava.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-left: 36pt; text-indent: -18pt;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Ninguém deveria morrer no mês de dezembro, quando tudo ao redor lembra nascimento, confraternização, festas... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Fazer o que? Somos muito fragéis diante dos mistérios da vida e da morte.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Através da minha Fé, acredito que&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;DEUS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; convocou &lt;b&gt;Eva Ekvall&lt;/b&gt; para uma nova missão em outra dimensão. &lt;b&gt;Eva Ekvall&lt;/b&gt; está a caminho da verdadeira Luz. Uma faixa diferente, um manto especial, uma coroa singular e um cetro iluminado estão revestidos de eternidade para adornar a Miss Venezuela 2000, quarta colocada no concurso Miss Universo 2001.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; A ti, &lt;b&gt;Eva Ekvall, &lt;/b&gt;eu canto meu canto de nostalgia banhado de esperança, a um passo do Natal de 2011.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;_____&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Timbaúba-PE, 23/12/2011&lt;/span&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;***** &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;O CASAMENTO DE ROBERTO E RITA ODEBRECHT&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DvpDegIy_jA/TuzU7gvcpDI/AAAAAAAATMk/VtxTwrxDPbY/s1600/odebrecht.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DvpDegIy_jA/TuzU7gvcpDI/AAAAAAAATMk/VtxTwrxDPbY/s320/odebrecht.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr align="justify"&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;O casamento de &lt;b&gt;Roberto&lt;/b&gt; e&lt;b&gt; Rita Odebrecht&lt;/b&gt; foi um dos mais belos nupciais já vistos em Timbaúba. Na ensolarada manhã do domingo, 11 de dezembro, durante cerimônia religiosa celebrada pelo &lt;b&gt;Padre Ailton Maciel Correia da Silva&lt;/b&gt;, eles oficializaram sua união diante de &lt;b&gt;DEUS&lt;/b&gt; e dos homens. Quanto Rita entrou na Capela Mãe Rainha, acompanhada da filha &lt;b&gt;Annelie&lt;/b&gt; e do filho &lt;b&gt;Heitor&lt;/b&gt;, quase todos os convidados choraram diante da bela e emocionante cena.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Heitor foi batizado logos após o casamento. Parecia ficção, o final feliz de uma novela.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xRa7bWpvKuk/Tu5TP8B3FcI/AAAAAAAATNQ/xswKFvFJKh4/s1600/odebrechta.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xRa7bWpvKuk/Tu5TP8B3FcI/AAAAAAAATNQ/xswKFvFJKh4/s320/odebrechta.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;O casal ladeado pelos padrinhos &lt;b&gt;Vicente-Andréa&lt;/b&gt; e &lt;b&gt;Pignatário-Márcia Andrade&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PQrTCS7GPc4/Tu5SzoJ_FXI/AAAAAAAATNI/cWzBe5mQqUY/s1600/odebrechtc.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PQrTCS7GPc4/Tu5SzoJ_FXI/AAAAAAAATNI/cWzBe5mQqUY/s320/odebrechtc.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr align="justify"&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Acima, as crianças &lt;b&gt;Thúlia&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Pig&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Julia&lt;/b&gt; e &lt;b&gt;Annelie&lt;/b&gt;, um dos toques de ternura da clara manhã.&amp;nbsp; Abaixo, uma &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: blue;"&gt;chuva de arroz &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;, um dos toques mais belos e românticos do ensolarado domingo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Em seguida, todos se dirigiram para o Clube Verde Campo, local da recepção.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n7o-uamflJk/TuzWyglo3CI/AAAAAAAATMs/eL4SJd4VJ0c/s1600/odebrecht2.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n7o-uamflJk/TuzWyglo3CI/AAAAAAAATMs/eL4SJd4VJ0c/s320/odebrecht2.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FTsFP7Atnz8/Tu5T4o_kiaI/AAAAAAAATNY/hfBy-K3fw3g/s1600/odebrechtf.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FTsFP7Atnz8/Tu5T4o_kiaI/AAAAAAAATNY/hfBy-K3fw3g/s320/odebrechtf.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ehh6XFX1rdw/Tu5VC1XyAUI/AAAAAAAATNo/dndT5LaePJc/s1600/odebrechtg.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ehh6XFX1rdw/Tu5VC1XyAUI/AAAAAAAATNo/dndT5LaePJc/s320/odebrechtg.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t_YVH7tv_uA/Tu5VOiEUMvI/AAAAAAAATNw/yRnpCDGKURQ/s1600/odebrechti.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t_YVH7tv_uA/Tu5VOiEUMvI/AAAAAAAATNw/yRnpCDGKURQ/s320/odebrechti.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mônica Santiago&lt;/b&gt;, grande amiga de Rita,&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;foi responsável pelas elogiadíssimas lembrancinhas da festa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s-9vtgK4Ua8/Tu5VwRw7vsI/AAAAAAAATN4/c-8VDeCH3Yg/s1600/odebrechtl.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s-9vtgK4Ua8/Tu5VwRw7vsI/AAAAAAAATN4/c-8VDeCH3Yg/s320/odebrechtl.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xJIrXqWHHDw/Tu5V9vtBgFI/AAAAAAAATOA/1rl3ZnuTqmI/s1600/odebrechtj.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xJIrXqWHHDw/Tu5V9vtBgFI/AAAAAAAATOA/1rl3ZnuTqmI/s320/odebrechtj.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gJKxNEZlRfw/Tu5WIm4adOI/AAAAAAAATOI/I2oDxudtTl0/s1600/odebrechthh.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gJKxNEZlRfw/Tu5WIm4adOI/AAAAAAAATOI/I2oDxudtTl0/s320/odebrechthh.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;O casal ao lado dos familiares de Rita.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1tVKp3iu-bs/Tu5WScXoq_I/AAAAAAAATOQ/nj2xsZp-WQE/s1600/odebrechtp.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1tVKp3iu-bs/Tu5WScXoq_I/AAAAAAAATOQ/nj2xsZp-WQE/s320/odebrechtp.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--rCu4ZYNVS8/Tu5Wj7HIG6I/AAAAAAAATOY/vqENTYGOQzw/s1600/odebrechtn.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--rCu4ZYNVS8/Tu5Wj7HIG6I/AAAAAAAATOY/vqENTYGOQzw/s320/odebrechtn.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2zhpZXS0UM/Tu5W7C6r1HI/AAAAAAAATOg/XPNRDcQEL4c/s1600/odebrechtz-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2zhpZXS0UM/Tu5W7C6r1HI/AAAAAAAATOg/XPNRDcQEL4c/s320/odebrechtz-1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;J&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;osefina&lt;/b&gt; e suas filhas. Da esquerda para a direita, &lt;b&gt;Andréa&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Josefina&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Edmara&lt;/b&gt; e &lt;b&gt;Dinara&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0jHjRTRjrVA/Tu59PQi2JyI/AAAAAAAATOo/CQDeMWVtXB0/s1600/odebrechte.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0jHjRTRjrVA/Tu59PQi2JyI/AAAAAAAATOo/CQDeMWVtXB0/s320/odebrechte.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Enquanto músicas ao vivo inundavam o Clube Verde Campo, &lt;b&gt;Roberto&lt;/b&gt; e &lt;b&gt;Rita Odebrecht&lt;/b&gt; faziam pausas exclusivas para &lt;b&gt;PASSARELA CULTURAL&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iJoJUbrbmAQ/Tu591-RfYPI/AAAAAAAATOw/d91v6KVgkVI/s1600/odebrechtd-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iJoJUbrbmAQ/Tu591-RfYPI/AAAAAAAATOw/d91v6KVgkVI/s320/odebrechtd-1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RaFRbGeJmcY/Tu9bq3_VSGI/AAAAAAAATO4/avnRiNRkqFE/s1600/odebrecht12.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RaFRbGeJmcY/Tu9bq3_VSGI/AAAAAAAATO4/avnRiNRkqFE/s320/odebrecht12.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Irlândia Lemos&lt;/b&gt; (&lt;b&gt;Landinha&lt;/b&gt;) e o filho &lt;b&gt;José Monteiro Neto&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FrNS89rNvr4/Tu9cYEA40oI/AAAAAAAATPA/zsoDqjBFGgs/s1600/odebrecht13.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FrNS89rNvr4/Tu9cYEA40oI/AAAAAAAATPA/zsoDqjBFGgs/s320/odebrecht13.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Sérgio Costa &lt;/b&gt;e&lt;b&gt; Irlene Lemos&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AcSCEBUTV34/Tu9cu_imacI/AAAAAAAATPI/9R0F09zvZlA/s1600/odebrecht14-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AcSCEBUTV34/Tu9cu_imacI/AAAAAAAATPI/9R0F09zvZlA/s320/odebrecht14-1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qNdeRckUzOY/Tu9dKyHf9oI/AAAAAAAATPQ/ZR7ZqNM7QIE/s1600/odebrecht15.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qNdeRckUzOY/Tu9dKyHf9oI/AAAAAAAATPQ/ZR7ZqNM7QIE/s320/odebrecht15.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h_GHIjy78KA/Tu9dbueuTVI/AAAAAAAATPY/9kZ_HNiFTbc/s1600/odebrecht16.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h_GHIjy78KA/Tu9dbueuTVI/AAAAAAAATPY/9kZ_HNiFTbc/s320/odebrecht16.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U5Sl52p9mQI/Tu9drRuALKI/AAAAAAAATPg/dy-7Kayr7d4/s1600/odebrecht17.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U5Sl52p9mQI/Tu9drRuALKI/AAAAAAAATPg/dy-7Kayr7d4/s320/odebrecht17.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rejane Travassos&lt;/b&gt;, tia do noivo, num discurso emocionante, expressou todo o carinho pelo sobrinho, que perdeu a mãe (&lt;b&gt;Elizabeth Odebrecht&lt;/b&gt;) quando ainda era bebê. Compenetrado, &lt;b&gt;Roberto Travassos&lt;/b&gt;, de terno escuro, pai de &lt;b&gt;Roberto Odebrecht&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;,&lt;/i&gt; tentava conter a emoção.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;*****&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MEMÓRIA TIMBAUBENSE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.orkut.com/orkut/photos/PQAAAKHJHuXbb_edoxMV1dZKUahir9zpACzYwgjQe40HfknBXyyznU6DTTZHa_BsagaF0hpW2puV1aeV74D0G9N3fIYAm1T1UEvKxzQ3EezKLXRw8_IsJIlDjQoC.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="258" src="http://images.orkut.com/orkut/photos/PQAAAKHJHuXbb_edoxMV1dZKUahir9zpACzYwgjQe40HfknBXyyznU6DTTZHa_BsagaF0hpW2puV1aeV74D0G9N3fIYAm1T1UEvKxzQ3EezKLXRw8_IsJIlDjQoC.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr align="justify" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption"&gt;Ano de 1964. Eles e elas eram alunos da 4ª série primária da &lt;b&gt;Escola Estadual Professora Elyzabeth Lyra&lt;/b&gt;. Por onde andam estes meninos e meninas de ontem? Qual o nome das professoras que aparecem na foto? Contato: &lt;i&gt;daslan@terra.com.br&lt;/i&gt; ***** Foto: Acervo de Jarbas Dias de Oliveira.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;*****&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;PELOS SALÕES SOCIAIS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4vvI1oQxb0Y/TuzSbx4woEI/AAAAAAAATMc/V9CZbgG4h3w/s1600/cdlconfraterniza%25C3%25A7%25C3%25A3o.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4vvI1oQxb0Y/TuzSbx4woEI/AAAAAAAATMc/V9CZbgG4h3w/s320/cdlconfraterniza%25C3%25A7%25C3%25A3o.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr align="justify" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Prefeito &lt;b&gt;Marinaldo Rosendo&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;de Albuquerque&lt;/b&gt; ladeado pela representante do &lt;b&gt;Sebrae&lt;/b&gt; e pela presidente da CDL, Câmara de Dirigentes Lojistas de Timbaúba, &lt;b&gt;Edileuza Pedrosa&lt;/b&gt;, no jantar de confraternização da CDL, quinta-feira, 17, na AABB.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;*****&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;DANIEL LIMA, UM TIMBAUBENSE DE 95 ANOS CONQUISTA UM DOS MAIS IMPORTANTES PRÊMIOS LITERÁRIOS DO BRASIL&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Há 15 dias tomei conhecimento da poesia de &lt;b&gt;Daniel Lima&lt;/b&gt;, timbaubense radicado no Recife-PE, bairro da Madalena, graças a um comentário que &lt;b&gt;Severino Mendes&lt;/b&gt;, o &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Biu Mendes da Socontel&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;,&amp;nbsp; fez a mim. Biu Mendes&amp;nbsp; esteve presente ao lançamento do livro &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Poemas&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, a primeira obra publicada de Daniel Lima. Imediatamente, entrei no &lt;i&gt;site&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;Estante Virtual&lt;/b&gt;, e&amp;nbsp; consegui localizar e comprar um exemplar do livro, uma publicação primorosa contendo quase 400 páginas, repleta de poemas belíssimos. Ontem, sexta-feira, 16 de dezembro, li no &lt;i&gt;Jornal do Commercio&lt;/i&gt;, do Recife, que Daniel Lima tinha conquistado o prestigiado &lt;b&gt;Prêmio Literário Alphonsus de Guimaraens&lt;/b&gt;, conferido pela &lt;b&gt;Fundação Biblioteca Nacional&lt;/b&gt;. Logo em seguida, recebí um &lt;i&gt;e-mail&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp; de &lt;b&gt;Tranquelino Ferreira Monteiro&lt;/b&gt;, onde ele repassava uma orgulhosa mensagem de &lt;b&gt;Josafá de Freitas&lt;/b&gt;, transcrevendo dados publicados na mídia de São Paulo-SP sobre o agora famoso timbaubense, um nome até então praticamente desconhecido em Timbaúba.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-78jmes9adh4/TuoVn94TliI/AAAAAAAABVE/c-o4Osy7k3I/s400/danielima.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-78jmes9adh4/TuoVn94TliI/AAAAAAAABVE/c-o4Osy7k3I/s320/danielima.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Daniel Lima&lt;/b&gt; nasceu em Timbaúba-PE em 02/05/1916. Tem 95 anos, lúcido e solar. Ele  concorreu com 50 obras na categoria poesia e bateu nomes como &lt;b&gt;Ferreira  Gullar&lt;/b&gt; e &lt;b&gt;Affonso Romano de Sant’Ana&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Valor do prêmio R$ 12.500,00&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;O júri &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;escolheu  sua obra por unanimidade. "&lt;i&gt;Ninguém o conhecia e a obra dele é  considerada uma descoberta da poesia brasileira&lt;/i&gt;", afirma &lt;b&gt;Antonio José  Jardim&lt;/b&gt;, um dos jurados e também professor de literatura da Universidade Federal do Rio de Janeiro. "&lt;i&gt;Ele  alia simplicidade a um conhecimento extraordinário do fazer poético, do  ritmo, do domínio das palavras&lt;/i&gt;".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;Daniel&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;b&gt;Lima&lt;/b&gt; tem pelo menos 27&amp;nbsp;livros inéditos, de poesia ou versando sobre assuntos referentes à ética, à estética e à política. Ele passou a vida  escrevendo livros. Só escreveu para ele e para os amigos. Foi pároco de Nazaré da Mata e ensinou filosofia em universidades do  Recife. Ligado a setores progressistas da Igreja, atuou nas Ligas  Camponesas de &lt;b&gt;Francisco Julião&lt;/b&gt;. Há muito não exerce o  sacerdócio, mas continua padre.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; A&lt;b&gt; Folha de São Paulo &lt;/b&gt;publicou:&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/b&gt;"&lt;i&gt;Fico  arrasado pela beleza que consegui apanhar na palavra que é tão pobre. O  que escrevi me comove profundamente. O que eu escrevi passou de mim,  transbordou-se do meu pensamento e da minha forma de configurar os  objetos. Eu mesmo adoeço quando escrevo muita poesia&lt;/i&gt;", afirmou Padre  Daniel que se encontra hospítalizado. E agora está no hospital porque adoeceu de quê? &lt;i&gt;"Adoeci de Daniel"&lt;/i&gt;,  responde rindo. "&lt;i&gt;O mundo é muito importante, eu fico meio desorientado.  Para me enquadrar nele eu tenho de sofrer, e adoeço&lt;/i&gt;."(Amigos  contam que Daniel está saudável apesar da idade. Foi parar no hospital  porque não queria comer, ficou anêmico e desidratado. Já está melhor e  deve ter alta nos próximos dias).&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;"Foi por  temperamento"&lt;/i&gt;, diz o poeta, que nunca quis ser publicado. "&lt;i&gt;Fico meio  encabulado de ser colocado em primeiro plano. A poesia para mim é um ato  de intimidade e fico espantado quando vejo a repercussão, porque achava  que era só eu quem via&lt;/i&gt;." Num jorro, ele  prossegue: "&lt;i&gt;A poesia arranca de nós uma visão nova do mundo, como se  fosse uma nova criação. O mundo me toca, a beleza acima do tempo e do  espaço, me sinto fora de mim mesmo. Se não escrever qualquer coisa, me  sinto mal. É como se Deus me desse um dom e eu não restituísse ao  mundo&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;i&gt;Depois que escrevo  os poemas sinto que transcendi a mim mesmo, não fui eu, foi alguém que  gostaria de ser eu. Aconteceu uma coisa esquisita. Eu sou meio besta,  doido, acho que com o tempo ficarei ajuizado."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;..... &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; mso-layout-grid-align: none; text-align: justify; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Daniel Lima escreveu 27 livros, de filosofia e poesia, mas nunca tentou publicá-los. Até que uma ex-aluna de seu curso de estética na Universidade Federal de Pernambuco (UFPE), a escritora &lt;b&gt;Luzilá&amp;nbsp; Gonçalves&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;Ferreira&lt;/b&gt;, “roubou” quatro deles e os levou à Companhia Editora de Pernambuco (Cepe), cujo conselho editorial integrava. Só contou ao professor que eles seriam reunidos numa publicação, “Poemas”, às vésperas do lançamento. — &lt;i&gt;Quando contei do prêmio no hospital, ele disse&lt;/i&gt;: “&lt;i&gt;Mentira!&lt;/i&gt;” — conta Luzilá. &amp;nbsp;— &lt;i&gt;Ele é um moleque de 95 anos, que vive sem seriedade, mas leva a vida a sério. Sempre tentei que publicasse algo, mas ele nunca quis. Ele foi padre e era uma espécie de castelão da &amp;nbsp;juventude universitária católica. Trabalhou com Paulo Freire na “Revista Estudos universitários” e protegeu muitos estudantes na ditadura militar. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Um pouco da poesia de Daniel Lima&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: purple; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-size: large;"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Antes, vivia na certeza, / como uma águia aprisionada na gaiola. / A dúvida me libertou / deixando-me voar no espaço livre, / não mais certo e nada / senão da importância do voo.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Não é o mar que amo, / é o infinito que ele sugere, / são as paixões que lembra, / e a força que suscita / É isto que amo no mar , / não o mar, mas o que ele representa, / paisagem interior aonde ele aponta / o mar em mim, as águas reprimidas, / No coração mais dentro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;O tempo é Deus que se dá aos pedaços /&amp;nbsp; no passar das horas. / E, por isto, /homem do tempo, amo a vida. / Pois sei que, ao envelhecer /me divinizo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ai! Palavras que escuto em meu silêncio! / Ai! Silêncio que é meu, silêncio puro, / feito de mim, do sangue meu, da carne / da furiosa e tão doce vida minha! / Ai! Palavras que escuto não de fora/ de outro lábios nascidas, mas de dentro, / intocadas palavras, jamais ditas, / senão por mim a mim neste silêncio! / Ai! Como esse diálogo sem vozes /&amp;nbsp; me faz sentir, a cada vez que surge, / tão singelo e menino como outrora. / Menino, este homem que o tempo fez maduro / com a inocência do olhar recuperada / Ai! Neste silêncio meu, silêncio puro! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Teu caminho / o absoluto caminho / o caminho que é teu / e que ninguém por ti percorrerá / o único, o exclusivo, o absoluto caminho / se puderes, segue-o / e segue-o mais ainda se não puderes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;*****&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CAMINHOS PARA A PASSARELA CULTURAL&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"O" PASSARELA   CULTURAL&lt;/i&gt; ou &lt;i&gt;"A" PASSARELA CULTURAL &lt;/i&gt;? 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No lugar do Maracanãzinho, Rio de Janeiro, o Ginásio de Esportes Presidente Médici, Brasília. Pelo terceiro ano consecutivo, a capital do Brasil foi transformada no templo da beleza nacional. &lt;/span&gt;A maioria do público não ficou satisfeita com o resultado do concurso Miss Brasil 1975, que deu o primeiro lugar a &lt;b&gt;Ingrid Budag&lt;/b&gt;, Miss Santa Catarina. Outras garotas estavam mais cotadas para o título, a exemplo de &lt;b&gt;Leila Tancredi&lt;/b&gt;, Miss Rio de Janeiro, quarto lugar; &lt;b&gt;Lizane Guimarães Távora&lt;/b&gt;, Miss Brasília, segunda colocada; &lt;b&gt;Jane Bezerra&lt;/b&gt;, Miss Rio Grande do Sul, que não ficou entre as oito finalistas; e &lt;b&gt;Zaida Souza Costa&lt;/b&gt;, Miss Bahia, terceira colocada. &lt;b&gt;Ingrid Budag&lt;/b&gt;,  no entanto, soube contornar com classe e simpatia o descontentamento da  plateia. Ficou entre as&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 12 semifinalistas do Miss Universo  e cumpriu o seu reinado de forma exemplar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WpfJXIpt0H0/Tuy5YhMWggI/AAAAAAAATLI/5RE5dahK5BY/s1600/Ingrid+Budag-3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WpfJXIpt0H0/Tuy5YhMWggI/AAAAAAAATLI/5RE5dahK5BY/s400/Ingrid+Budag-3.jpg" width="268" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr align="justify"&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Nas duas fotos do alto, &lt;b&gt;Ingrid Budag&lt;/b&gt;, Miss Santa Catarina, de branco. Ao lado, &lt;b&gt;Lisane Guimarães Távora&lt;/b&gt;, Miss Brasília. Nas duas fotos de baixo, vestindo azul, &lt;b&gt;Zaida Costa&lt;/b&gt;, Miss Bahia, e &lt;b&gt;Leila Tancredi&lt;/b&gt;, Miss Rio de Janeiro, de cabelos soltos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0dt0EcgPp2c/Tuy6c6fTpoI/AAAAAAAATLQ/kC20R3OpDJ0/s1600/Ingrid+Budag-7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0dt0EcgPp2c/Tuy6c6fTpoI/AAAAAAAATLQ/kC20R3OpDJ0/s320/Ingrid+Budag-7.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jane Bezerra&lt;/b&gt;, Miss Rio Grande do Sul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;INGRID BUDAG, UMA MULHER DE FÉ&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3nKVSrsbMxQ/Tuy4klWAR9I/AAAAAAAATK4/McFovvg7X4g/s1600/Ingrid+Budag-2%2528blumenews.com.br%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3nKVSrsbMxQ/Tuy4klWAR9I/AAAAAAAATK4/McFovvg7X4g/s320/Ingrid+Budag-2%2528blumenews.com.br%2529.jpg" width="185" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Quem leu no ano passado uma reportagem publicada pelas revistas Fatos &amp;amp; Fotos e Manchete sobre a colonização alemã em Santa Catarina reconhecerá em Ingrid Budag a garota que aparece em várias fotografias. Seus cabelos muito louros e os olhos verdes não deixam dúvida quanto a sua ascendência germânica. Realmente, seus avós emigraram da Alemanha e formaram um núcleo colonizador em Santa Catarina. Garota do interior, Ingrid foi eleita Miss Santa Catarina/75 em 24 de maio, concorrendo por Blumenau. Antes do título, já fora escolhida Miss Simpatia, entre outras 14 candidatas de várias regiões do Estado.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m7pJ8PU6udA/Tuy7bT1Ki6I/AAAAAAAATLg/qONdC-VWbMU/s1600/Ingrid+Budag-4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="247" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m7pJ8PU6udA/Tuy7bT1Ki6I/AAAAAAAATLg/qONdC-VWbMU/s400/Ingrid+Budag-4.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9XLJ_hpbd1U/Tuy7oVoJ-CI/AAAAAAAATLo/Qp7yXl-nSgo/s1600/Ingrid+Budag-6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="290" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9XLJ_hpbd1U/Tuy7oVoJ-CI/AAAAAAAATLo/Qp7yXl-nSgo/s400/Ingrid+Budag-6.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Mesmo antes de se tornar Miss, ela já era bastante conhecida dos catarinenses, pois estudou piano, violão, e flauta, além de posar por algum tempo como modelo fotográfico. Cursa atualmente o 2º Grau e trabalha na Cetil S.A. Processamento de Dados. Apaixonada por aviação, Ingrid freqüentou o aeroclube de sua cidade e brevetou-se m piloto civil. Fala fluentemente inglês e alemão, desfazendo a imagem das misses que declaram falar várias línguas apenas para ganhar mais pontos. Ela fez uma incursão na vida artística, aparecendo numa ponta da novela Supermanoela, em seus primeiros capítulos. Para os mais interessados, aqui vão suas medidas: altura, 1,73m; peso, 55 Kg; coxas, 50 cm; quadris, 84 cm; busto, 84 cm; cintura, 60 cm; tornozelo, 42 cm; manequim, 42 e calça 37. É solteira, óbvio.”&amp;nbsp; &lt;/i&gt;(Fatos &amp;amp; Fotos/Gente)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;.....&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Protestante convicta, a loura catarinense rezou muito nos bastidores enquanto aguardava a decisão do júri. Suas colegas não entendiam o porquê de suas orações: “Sou uma mulher de fé. Com fé exteriorizo minha vida interior e assim me transformo numa bela mulher”! Para Ingrid, o Chevette que ganhou não é muito importante. “O que importa mesmo é sentir a faixa de Miss Brasil, o grande sonho de minha vida”. Com sua fé, ela vai em busca do Miss Universo.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/i&gt;(Fatos &amp;amp; Fotos/Gente)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;O TOP 3 DE 1975&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rovhGXW3iA4/Tuy48Y0f_cI/AAAAAAAATLA/bvCH78wZwps/s1600/Ingrid+Budag-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rovhGXW3iA4/Tuy48Y0f_cI/AAAAAAAATLA/bvCH78wZwps/s400/Ingrid+Budag-1.jpg" width="312" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; O ano de 1975 mostrou ao mundo mais uma vez o potencial da beleza brasileira.&amp;nbsp; Setenta e uma jovens disputaram em Sal Salvador, El Salvador, no dia 19/07/1975, o Miss Universo, e entre as 12 semifinalistas estava &lt;b&gt;Ingrid Budag&lt;/b&gt;, no ano em que &lt;b&gt;Anne-Marie Pohtamo&lt;/b&gt;, Miss Finlândia, foi a vencedora.&amp;nbsp; No Japão, no dia 03/11/1975, entre 48 candidatas, &lt;b&gt;Lisane Guimarães Távora&lt;/b&gt;, Miss Brasilia, vice-Miss Brasil, conquistou um honroso quinto lugar no Miss Beleza Internacional, cuja vencedora foi &lt;b&gt;Lidija Vera Manic&lt;/b&gt;, Miss Iugoslávia. Em 20/11/1975, na capital da Inglaterra, Londres, &lt;b&gt;Zaida Costa&lt;/b&gt;, Miss Bahia, terceira colocada no Miss Brasil, &amp;nbsp;mostrou com charme o que é que a baiana tem. Foram 67 candidatas disputando o Miss Mundo. Zaida esforçou-se, mas não obteve classificação e o título foi para a mulata &amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;Wilnelia Merced Cruz&lt;/b&gt;, Miss Porto Rico.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;UM GINÁSIO LOTADO É PASSÍVEL DE EQUÍVOCOS&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Talvez muitos nem se lembrem, mas o Miss Brasil 1975 foi marcado por algumas polêmicas: do problema com o som do Ginásio de Brasília, falhando em plena transmissão ao vivo pela TV Tupi , até a resposta da jurada salvadorenha Ana Luiza Gonzales ao apresentador Carlos Zara - que em tom de brincadeira perguntou nos momentos finais se já podiam revelar o veredito final. Ela levou a sério a pergunta e acabou revelando: “Miss Santa Catarina” ! &amp;nbsp;Daí por diante, o descontentamento geral da plateia de 15 mil pessoas irrompeu o silêncio numa estrondosa vaia. Leila Tancredi, Miss Rio de Janeiro - a favoritíssima - ficara num singelo 4º lugar. Apesar da vaia, Ingrid conseguiu mostrar seu porte e nobreza germano-brasileira de uma maneira bem especial. &amp;nbsp;Ingrid Budag foi semifinalista em El Salvador, no Miss Universo, vencido pela finlandesa Anne Marie Pohtamo. A bela catarinense neta de alemães provou por A + B que um ginásio lotado é passível de equívocos.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;(João Ricardo Camilo Dias, &lt;a href="http://www.missesdobrasil.tripod.com/miss/id140.html"&gt;www.missesdobrasil.tripod.com/miss/id140.html&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;.....&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Uma a moça simples e ao mesmo uma grande mulher porque já naquela época, aos 18 anos, já era muito culta e de personalidade marcante. Além de tocar piano, falava vários idiomas, dentre os quais inglês e francês. Ficou na minha memória a entrevista feita na noite em que ela passou a faixa para Kátia Moretto, quando o saudoso Paulo Max lhe fez a seguinte pergunta: - “Ingrid você acha que ser mulher é melhor do que ser homem”? - ela respondeu sorrindo quase numa gargalhada – “Ser mulher é maravilhoso, agora homem eu não posso responder porque nunca fui”! Estava belíssima de vestido vermelho e era uma simpatia em forma de mulher. &lt;/i&gt;(Evandro Silva, Misses na Passarela Blogger, www.evandrosilvabr.blogspot.com, 06/11/2009)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; No Miss Universo ela não era muito cotada e quando foram chamadas as doze semifinalistas, Bob Baker chamava “Miss Brazil” &amp;nbsp;e Ingrid continuava no seu lugar, e já na terceira chamada ela por fim se deu conta que era uma das doze. As gargalhadas soavam no auditório e Bob Baker explicava que Ingrid estava tentando descer da pirâmide, pois o cenário montado em San Salvador, El Salvador, era uma enorme pirâmide. &lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;(Evandro Silva, Misses na Passarela Blogger, www.evandrosilvabr.blogspot.com, 28/05/2009)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;EPÍLOGO&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;Por onde andará a Miss Brasil 1975?&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;Soube que continua bonita e é uma mulher feliz, envolvida em outra missão, a de &amp;nbsp;missionária&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;evangélica &amp;nbsp;nos Estados Unidos, onde está radicada há muitos anos&lt;i&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-53mk6QF8JNc/Tuy-olwbv0I/AAAAAAAATL4/3g0Kt2Z2_Wk/s1600/Ingrid+Budag-5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-53mk6QF8JNc/Tuy-olwbv0I/AAAAAAAATL4/3g0Kt2Z2_Wk/s400/Ingrid+Budag-5.jpg" width="105" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Quando “viajo” no &lt;i&gt;Túnel do Tempo &lt;/i&gt;para a década de 1970, através dos meus álbuns de recortes sobre Misses, gosto de reler a declaração de &lt;b&gt;Ingrid Budag&lt;/b&gt;, Miss Brasil 1975, uma das mais belas já ditas por uma rainha da beleza: &lt;i&gt;“Sou uma mulher de fé. Com fé exteriorizo minha vida interior e assim me transformo numa bela mulher”.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;*****&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&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/3743835499135001790-6744859281968449070?l=passarelacultural.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passarelacultural.blogspot.com/feeds/6744859281968449070/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3743835499135001790&amp;postID=6744859281968449070' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3743835499135001790/posts/default/6744859281968449070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3743835499135001790/posts/default/6744859281968449070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passarelacultural.blogspot.com/2011/12/sessao-nostalgia_17.html' title='SESSÃO NOSTALGIA – INGRID BUDAG, MISS BRASIL 1975, UMA MULHER DE FÉ'/><author><name>DASLAN MELO LIMA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16900312641852855709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Uic6oP60Kbo/TonvsXqJfbI/AAAAAAAASYI/90YVZNiFLTc/s220/daslansite.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WpfJXIpt0H0/Tuy5YhMWggI/AAAAAAAATLI/5RE5dahK5BY/s72-c/Ingrid+Budag-3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3743835499135001790.post-8140870460076412329</id><published>2011-12-10T03:05:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T13:18:11.804-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Timbaúba'/><title type='text'>DE TIMBAÚBA PARA O MUNDO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;HUMOR E GLAMOUR NO DESFILE DA ÓTICA BRASILEIRA&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Acabou se constituindo um verdadeiro encontro social, onde o humor e o glamour deram as mãos na noite dominical de 04 de dezembro, o desfile de moda promovido pela &lt;b&gt;Ótica Brasileira&lt;/b&gt;, dentro das comemorações dos 21 anos de fundação da empresa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--HPPjjEs5PI/TuVlkZ-Dx3I/AAAAAAAATIM/gJpuPtAtg5I/s1600/oticabrasileira1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--HPPjjEs5PI/TuVlkZ-Dx3I/AAAAAAAATIM/gJpuPtAtg5I/s320/oticabrasileira1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Rômulo Ribeiro&lt;/b&gt; e &lt;b&gt;Maciel Manguinhos&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt; &lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;O evento começou com a dupla humorística &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jôsefa e Clarinha&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, protagonizada pelos atores timbaubenses &lt;b&gt;Maciel Manguinhos&lt;/b&gt; e &lt;b&gt;Rômulo Ribeiro&lt;/b&gt;. Em seguida, ao som da trilha sonora da telenovela global &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fina Estampa&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, os&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;modelos &lt;b&gt;Adriano José&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Joice Adelia&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Lizandra Melo&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Mariana Faustino&lt;/b&gt;,&lt;b&gt; Nelson Neto &lt;/b&gt;e&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt; Pâmela Trícia &lt;/b&gt;exibiram na passarela armada na frente da matriz da Ótica Brasileira o que há de mais moderno em armações, óculos de sol, jóias, relógios, bolsas e sapatos, das mais categorizadas marcas nacionais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NGi06OF8gTo/TuVmC-RYQbI/AAAAAAAATIU/KWN2Ub_Y590/s1600/oticabrasileira2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NGi06OF8gTo/TuVmC-RYQbI/AAAAAAAATIU/KWN2Ub_Y590/s320/oticabrasileira2.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr align="justify" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nelson Neto&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Mariana Faustino&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Joice Adélia&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Pâmela Trícia&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt; Lizandra Melo&lt;/b&gt; e &lt;b&gt;Adriano José.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; A apresentação do evento esteve sob a responsabilidade de &lt;b&gt;Daslan Melo Lima&lt;/b&gt;, colunista sociocultural do jornal &lt;b&gt;CORREIO DE NOTÍCIAS&lt;/b&gt;, que ao encerrar o desfile levou a todos a mensagem do casal &lt;b&gt;José Ramos da Silva&lt;/b&gt; e &lt;b&gt;Ana Marinho da Silva&lt;/b&gt;, proprietários da Ótica Brasileira:&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;“Nos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;últimos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;5 anos, nossa empresa&amp;nbsp; alcançou o 1º lugar nos segmentos relojoaria&amp;nbsp;e ótica, no que diz à simpatia e preferência popular, uma honraria que dividimos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;com nossa equipe e com você , cliente,&amp;nbsp; razão de ser&amp;nbsp;do nosso sucesso.”&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Detalhe: O site TIMBAFEST ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.timbafest.com.br/"&gt; www.timbafest.com.br&lt;/a&gt; &lt;b&gt;, fez a cobertura completa do desfile da Ótica Brasileira. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: red; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;*****&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;FUNDAÇÃO JADER DE ANDRADE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xjqC6x9epWI/TuVhrTYh3iI/AAAAAAAATH0/jCLO0STnsiA/s1600/jader1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xjqC6x9epWI/TuVhrTYh3iI/AAAAAAAATH0/jCLO0STnsiA/s320/jader1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr align="justify" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Integrantes da &lt;b&gt;Funjader&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Fundação Jader de Andrade&lt;/b&gt;,&amp;nbsp; fizeram sua confraternização na noite da quinta-feira, 08, na casa do &lt;b&gt;Dr. Jefferson Leal&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oONVIRzMugQ/TuVh2D6RuFI/AAAAAAAATH8/CjgRV5ig5lo/s1600/jader2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oONVIRzMugQ/TuVh2D6RuFI/AAAAAAAATH8/CjgRV5ig5lo/s320/jader2.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; O encontro foi regado a sucos de frutas e comidas regionais, onde a cena cultural  timbaubense foi o tema principal das conversas.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; A Funjader completou um ano de existência em julho e tem muito o que comemorar: &amp;nbsp;foi reconhecida como de utilidade e necessidade pública, através do Projeto 011/2011; promoveu curso de cordel; formalizou suas &amp;nbsp;metas  para 2012 ao Ministério Público; instituiu concurso da sua logomarca; e  gestões estão sendo finalizadas para a instalação do Museu de Timbaúba.  &amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; A  Funjader é uma entidade apolítica e sem fins lucrativos, presidida por  Jefferson Leal, cujo objetivo é promover&amp;nbsp; ações e somar esforços para o  bom andamento da cena cultural timbaubense.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MeAreg_zN0I/TuViCpSKYxI/AAAAAAAATIE/6dhkUvTjM1w/s1600/jader3.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MeAreg_zN0I/TuViCpSKYxI/AAAAAAAATIE/6dhkUvTjM1w/s320/jader3.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr align="justify" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jefferson&lt;/b&gt; e &lt;b&gt;Emanuelle&lt;/b&gt;, os anfitriões da confraternização da Funjader.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;*****&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;NIVER DE WAL SHOW&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HUBQbgjTA9M/TuVdtiZVuyI/AAAAAAAATHU/V2kZTIu63Y4/s1600/niverdewal.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HUBQbgjTA9M/TuVdtiZVuyI/AAAAAAAATHU/V2kZTIu63Y4/s320/niverdewal.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Walfredo Silva&lt;/b&gt;,&amp;nbsp; o &lt;b&gt;Wal Show&lt;/b&gt;, ou &lt;b&gt;Wal Boy&lt;/b&gt;,&amp;nbsp; criador do site de entretenimento &lt;b&gt;TIMBAFEST&lt;/b&gt;, celebrou seu aniversário na sexta-feira, 09, durante uma pequena reunião onde os amigos cantaram o tradicional "&lt;i&gt;Parabéns pra Você&lt;/i&gt;".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k7umYkAInls/TuVeKm26nLI/AAAAAAAATHk/O7ck745AVZQ/s1600/walniver.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k7umYkAInls/TuVeKm26nLI/AAAAAAAATHk/O7ck745AVZQ/s320/walniver.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RFJRsx6rmVE/TuVeWGiqXtI/AAAAAAAATHs/jk7biEZentU/s1600/walniver1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RFJRsx6rmVE/TuVeWGiqXtI/AAAAAAAATHs/jk7biEZentU/s320/walniver1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;O conjunto &lt;b&gt;SAMBA NA GARAGEM&lt;/b&gt; levou música e animação para o niver do Wal.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;*****&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;ROTEIRO POÉTICO DE TIMBAÚBA&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-43w359s6hbU/TuQ7G_SlXUI/AAAAAAAATHE/XJtHaJWak_I/s1600/timbarodo.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-43w359s6hbU/TuQ7G_SlXUI/AAAAAAAATHE/XJtHaJWak_I/s400/timbarodo.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Terminal Rodoviário &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;A coluna de cimento pode lembrar uma flor ou um leque, depende da imaginação e do ângulo de quem vê, mas talvez ninguém ao redor queira saber. A coluna de cimento, no entanto, permanece majestosa, tentando ser uma flor para perfumar a dor de quem parte, independente de voltar ou não, ou um leque para atrair a boa brisa para quem chega, independente de ficar ou não. Tudo depende da imaginação e do ângulo de quem aprendeu a administrar ilusões e desilusões.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;*****&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MEMÓRIA TIMBAUBENSE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tKgFBAEdbYg/TuRBxTa-uHI/AAAAAAAATHM/l0_Gjy14jhg/s1600/Timbavelha-ciganas.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tKgFBAEdbYg/TuRBxTa-uHI/AAAAAAAATHM/l0_Gjy14jhg/s400/Timbavelha-ciganas.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Porque era carnaval de um tempo que se foi, &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;As Ciganas Revoltosas&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; revolucionavam a cidade.&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;*****&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/3743835499135001790-8140870460076412329?l=passarelacultural.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passarelacultural.blogspot.com/feeds/8140870460076412329/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3743835499135001790&amp;postID=8140870460076412329' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3743835499135001790/posts/default/8140870460076412329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3743835499135001790/posts/default/8140870460076412329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passarelacultural.blogspot.com/2011/12/de-timbauba-para-o-mundo_10.html' title='DE TIMBAÚBA PARA O MUNDO'/><author><name>DASLAN MELO LIMA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16900312641852855709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Uic6oP60Kbo/TonvsXqJfbI/AAAAAAAASYI/90YVZNiFLTc/s220/daslansite.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--HPPjjEs5PI/TuVlkZ-Dx3I/AAAAAAAATIM/gJpuPtAtg5I/s72-c/oticabrasileira1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3743835499135001790.post-546934374439437313</id><published>2011-12-10T03:05:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T03:53:31.175-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miss Brasil 1971'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sessão Nostalgia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eliane Guimarães'/><title type='text'>SESSÃO NOSTALGIA - ELIANE GUIMARÃES, MISS BRASIL 1971</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Daslan Melo Lima&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;PRÓLOGO&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;O ano era 1971 e ainda ecoava nos ouvidos de todos os brasileiros a&amp;nbsp; marchinha de &lt;b&gt;Miguel Gustavo&lt;/b&gt; “&lt;i&gt;Pra Frente Brasil&lt;/i&gt;”, composta um ano antes em homenagem ao brilhante futebol brasileiro, tricampeão mundial.&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;.....&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Noventa milhões em ação / Pra frente Brasil / Do meu coração / Todos juntos vamos / Pra frente Brasil / Salve a Seleção / De repente é aquela corrente pra frente / Parece que todo o Brasil deu a mão/ Todos ligados na mesma emoção / Tudo é um só coração! / Todos juntos vamos / Pra frente Brasil, Brasil / Salve a Seleção. &lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; A situação política era problemática, poucos livros escapavam da censura e surgia no cinema brasileiro o gênero &amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;pornochanchada&lt;/i&gt;. Enquanto isso, o Maracanãzinho, no Rio de Janeiro, continuava atraindo milhares de pessoas para a eleição da Miss Brasil. Foi assim na noite de um sábado, 03 de julho, quando &lt;b&gt;Eliane Parreiras Guimarães&lt;/b&gt;, uma mineira de 1 metro e 80 de altura, nascida na cidade de Mariana no dia 08/07/1950, foi eleita Miss Brasil 1971.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ELIANE GUIMARÃES, MISS MINAS GERAIS, MISS BRASIL 1971&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a8DMxNIBbgI/TuQogE3XxiI/AAAAAAAATGU/zeAYvtU7vuc/s1600/elianeguimar%25C3%25A3es2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a8DMxNIBbgI/TuQogE3XxiI/AAAAAAAATGU/zeAYvtU7vuc/s320/elianeguimar%25C3%25A3es2.jpg" width="236" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; O Top 3 do Miss Brasil 1971. Da esquerda para a direita: &lt;b&gt;Lúcia T&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;avares Petterle&lt;/b&gt;, Miss Guanabara, segundo lugar; &lt;b&gt;Eliane Parreiras Guimarães&lt;/b&gt;, Miss Minas Gerais, eleita Miss Brasil; e &lt;b&gt;Marize Meyer Costa&lt;/b&gt;, Miss Paraná, terceiro lugar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;O suspense vai aumentando à medida que se aproxima o momento de definir o nome da nova Miss Brasil. O júri, prudentemente, se retira antes do final, enquanto Eliane Thompson, Miss Brasil-1970, se despede da plateia. Quando Miss Minas Gerais é proclamada Miss Brasil-71, sua torcida explode. Eliane Parreira Guimarães, estudante da Escola de Farmácia e Bioquímica de Ouro Preto, residente na vizinha cidade de Mariana, dava um salto em sua vida. De simples habitante de uma cidade do interior de Minas, ela passava à condição de atração internacional.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; “- Eu conheci muito pouco a Eliane. Ela só chegou ao Rio na quarta-feira e quase não pude falar com ela. Mas nas poucas vezes em que a encontrei, sempre me pareceu muito simpática. Isso sem falar em sua beleza, graça e corpo ideais, que acabaram por seduzir o júri.” A opinião de Miss GB - Lúcia Tavares - segunda colocada na escolha final, é quase a opinião geral das outras concorrentes deste ano a respeito de Eliane Guimarães, a nova Miss Brasil. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; A mineira, discreta, não se esquece de sua cidade: “- Fui convidada a participar inicialmente do concurso de Miss MG pelo prefeito de Mariana (pequena cidade perto de Ouro Preto e uma das mais antigas do Brasil). A idéia era promover o nome da cidade junto aos turistas. Mas nem eu nem ele poderíamos imaginar que tudo chegaria tão longe.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; O recato da nova Miss Brasil chega bem pertinho da timidez e ela praticamente só fala quando é para responder: “- Mariana é a terra do poeta Alphonsus Guimarães que, apesar do sobrenome, não é meu parente. Das nossas cidades é talvez a que mais guarda em suas ladeiras, ruas e travessas, as tradições do barroco e colonial brasileiros. O seu povo conserva o melhor dos costumes mineiros, é essencialmente religioso, muito amigo e hospitaleiro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Eliane, além de professora, é universitária e estuda na Faculdade de Bioquímica e Farmácia da Universidade de Ouro Preto. Sua vitória foi das mais tranqüilas dos últimos anos: conseguiu 60 pontos contra 52 da segunda. Mas, foram o apoio e a vibração das quase vinte mil pessoas presentes ao Maracanãzinho o grande segredo de sua escolha. Ao contrário das vezes anteriores, o público não tinha uma candidata de sua preferência, até o início do primeiro dos três desfiles. Entretanto, na primeira apresentação de Eliane, em traje de gala, com um longo preto muito sóbrio, as preferências começaram a aparecer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; “- Não sei a que atribuir essa preferência. No começo cheguei a pensar que era a colônia mineira ali presente. Mas o barulho era tão grande que vi logo ser improvável essa hipótese. E meu pai e meus oito irmãos não poderiam estar fazendo aquela algazarra toda...” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;(Extrato da reportagem de Ricardo Gomes Leite, Ruy Portilho e Atenéia Feijó, Revista Manchete, nº 1004 - Ano 20, 1971, transcrito do site &lt;i&gt;Misses do Brasil&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;http://missesdobrasil.tripod.com/miss/id95.html&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;.....&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--idxp7pxYgk/TuQtFJ28heI/AAAAAAAATGs/G6PUJErsrAk/s1600/elianeguimar%25C3%25A3es5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--idxp7pxYgk/TuQtFJ28heI/AAAAAAAATGs/G6PUJErsrAk/s320/elianeguimar%25C3%25A3es5.jpg" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Encontro de rainhas. &lt;b&gt;Martha Vasconcellos&lt;/b&gt;, Miss Bahia, Miss Brasil e Miss Universo 1968; &lt;b&gt;Eliane Guimarães&lt;/b&gt;, Miss Minas Gerais, Miss Brasil e quinto lugar no Miss Universo 1971; e &lt;b&gt;Ieda Maria Vargas&lt;/b&gt;, Miss Rio Grande do Sul, Miss Brasil e Miss Universo 1963.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZMq8mWTxmmw/TuQuu7XG_oI/AAAAAAAATG0/fWWUf_bl9Sc/s1600/elianeguimar%25C3%25A3es5+001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZMq8mWTxmmw/TuQuu7XG_oI/AAAAAAAATG0/fWWUf_bl9Sc/s320/elianeguimar%25C3%25A3es5+001.jpg" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Riqueza e tradição no traje típico de &lt;b&gt;Eliane Guimarães&lt;/b&gt;, confeccionado com matérias primas do artesanato mineiro. O tecido foi feito no tear manual de Alfenas, prata de Tiradentes e palha de Sabará.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; BELO HORIZONTE - A eleição de Eliane Guimarães para Miss Brasil quebrou o clima de severidade e de religiosidade que cerca a mais velha cidade de Minas, Mariana, cuja população saiu às ruas, sábado à noite, para um carnaval que só terminou na manhã de ontem. De uma hora para outra, desfilava pelas ruas principais da cidade a Escola de Samba “Unidos de Mariana”, acompanhada de grande número de populares, que fizeram espocar foguetes durante toda a noite. A satisfação do povo era maior porque está é a primeira vez que a cidade se fez representar no concurso de Miss Minas Gerais e, consequentemente, de Miss Brasil.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Anteontem, pela manhã, na missa que celebrou na Igreja da Sé, o Cônego Vicente falou do júbilo da arquidiocese de Mariana pela eleição e pediu a todos os fiéis que rezassem pela mais bela brasileira. Quando Eliane foi eleita Miss Minas o arcebispo de Mariana, Dom Oscar de Oliveira, mostrou-se satisfeito.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; A cidade está aguardando o retorno de Eliane, do prefeito da cidade, Hélio Petrus Viana, e de outras pessoas que acompanharam a moça ao Rio. &amp;nbsp;Haverá na ocasião uma grande festa, possivelmente no dia 16, quando Mariana estará comemorando seu 275º aniversário de fundação.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Nesta capital o povo recebeu com alegria a eleição de Eliane. O comentário geral é o de que “Minas tem provado que é uma terra de mulher bonita&lt;/i&gt;.” (&lt;i&gt;Diario de Pernambuco&lt;/i&gt;, 06/07/1971)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ELIANE GUIMARÃES, QUINTO LUGAR NO MISS UNIVERSO 1971&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pageantopolis.com/international/Universe_1971-top-5-finalis.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="278" src="http://www.pageantopolis.com/international/Universe_1971-top-5-finalis.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Eliane Guimarães&lt;/b&gt; era uma das favoritas ao Miss Universo. Da esquerda para a direita: &lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pirjo Aino Irene Laitila&lt;/b&gt;, Miss Finlândia, terceira colocada; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;Georgina Rizk&lt;/b&gt;, Miss Líbano, eleita Miss Universo; &lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;Tony Suzanne Rayward&lt;/b&gt;, Miss Austrália, segundo lugar; &lt;b&gt;Eliane Guimarães&lt;/b&gt;, Miss Brasil, quinta colocada; e &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;Beba Franco&lt;/b&gt;, Miss Porto Rico, quarto lugar. (Foto:&lt;i&gt;www.pageantopolis.com&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JZKAseinRUY/TuQq5wG8JjI/AAAAAAAATGk/eGceE3EyII4/s1600/elianeguimar%25C3%25A3es4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JZKAseinRUY/TuQq5wG8JjI/AAAAAAAATGk/eGceE3EyII4/s400/elianeguimar%25C3%25A3es4.jpg" width="321" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Eliane Guimarães&lt;/b&gt; e &lt;b&gt;Georgina Rizk. &lt;/b&gt;(Foto: &lt;i&gt;O Cruzeiro&lt;/i&gt;, 04/08/1971)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;A importância da animação da torcida brasileira foi fundamental, também, para o calor do espetáculo que a CBS apresentou, em cores, para 60 milhões de pessoas, de costa a costa dos Estados Unidos, e 300 milhões em sessenta países, entre estes o Brasil, através da Rede Tupi, com exclusividade, via satélite. O carnaval que o maior grupo brasileiro presente no Miss Universo promoveu foi parte integrante do show, entusiasmo secundado pelas torcidas das Misses Porto Rico, Israel, Estados Unidos e México. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;Eliane sentiu-se mais segura na passarela quando, logo à sua primeira entrada, deparou com centenas de bandeirinhas, em grupo e espalhadas em toda a plateia do Miami Beach Auditorium. Os gritos, os assovios e todo o alarde característico de uma festa no Maracanazinho &amp;nbsp;foram ouvidos, sentidos e entendidos pelo público americano, aumentando-lhe também o entusiasmo à passagem das outras candidatas. &lt;/i&gt;(&lt;i&gt;O Cruzeiro, &lt;/i&gt;04/08/1971)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;EPÍLOGO&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cIiB7OQJ4bg/TuQqdvBVD_I/AAAAAAAATGc/SJ6fFRWKOPM/s1600/elianeguimar%25C3%25A3es3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cIiB7OQJ4bg/TuQqdvBVD_I/AAAAAAAATGc/SJ6fFRWKOPM/s320/elianeguimar%25C3%25A3es3.jpg" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;O sorriso de&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Eliane Guimarães&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_spEIac6mhs/TuQz5dW1uLI/AAAAAAAATG8/aiWKSU27NHk/s1600/elianeguimar%25C3%25A3es6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_spEIac6mhs/TuQz5dW1uLI/AAAAAAAATG8/aiWKSU27NHk/s320/elianeguimar%25C3%25A3es6.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Antes do concurso Miss Brasil 1971, o &amp;nbsp;adolescente romântico&amp;nbsp; que um dia eu fui sonhava conhecer a cidade de Mariana, terra &amp;nbsp;do poeta &lt;b&gt;Alphonsus Guimarães&lt;/b&gt; (1870-1912), “&lt;i&gt;O Solitário de Mariana&lt;/i&gt;”, &amp;nbsp;autor de &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ismália&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, um poema melancólico e místico que eu sabia decorado:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Quando &amp;nbsp;Ismália enlouqueceu,/ Pôs-se na torre a sonhar... / Viu uma lua no céu,/ Viu outra lua no mar. ///&amp;nbsp; No sonho em que se perdeu, / Banhou-se toda em luar... / Queria subir ao céu, / Queria descer ao mar... /// E, no desvario seu, / Na torre pôs-se a cantar... / Estava longe do céu... / Estava longe do mar... /// E como um anjo pendeu / As asas para voar. . . / Queria a lua do céu, / Queria a lua do mar... /// As asas que Deus lhe deu / Ruflaram de par em par... / Sua alma, subiu ao céu, / Seu corpo desceu ao mar...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Quarenta anos depois, o adolescente romântico que um dia eu fui ainda sonha conhecer a cidade de Mariana, só para dar as mãos ao vento e pensar que &lt;b&gt;Eliane Guimarães&lt;/b&gt;, Miss Brasil 1971, poderá surgir numa esquina a qualquer momento. E diante do sorriso da quinta mulher mais bela do Universo &amp;nbsp;de 1971 declamar &amp;nbsp;estes versos de &lt;b&gt;Alphonsus Guimarães&lt;/b&gt;: &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Quando os teus olhos me olharam, / Senti-me no paraíso, / Sob a luz do teu sorriso, / Ai! quantos anjos cantaram! / Aqueles que muito amaram, / Viveram no paraíso… / Eu vivi no teu sorriso / Quando os teus olhos me olharam.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;***** &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&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/3743835499135001790-546934374439437313?l=passarelacultural.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passarelacultural.blogspot.com/feeds/546934374439437313/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3743835499135001790&amp;postID=546934374439437313' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3743835499135001790/posts/default/546934374439437313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3743835499135001790/posts/default/546934374439437313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passarelacultural.blogspot.com/2011/12/de-alagoas-para-o-mundo_10.html' title='SESSÃO NOSTALGIA - ELIANE GUIMARÃES, MISS BRASIL 1971'/><author><name>DASLAN MELO LIMA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16900312641852855709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Uic6oP60Kbo/TonvsXqJfbI/AAAAAAAASYI/90YVZNiFLTc/s220/daslansite.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a8DMxNIBbgI/TuQogE3XxiI/AAAAAAAATGU/zeAYvtU7vuc/s72-c/elianeguimar%25C3%25A3es2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3743835499135001790.post-537504902153332125</id><published>2011-12-03T01:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T04:33:19.766-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Timbaúba'/><title type='text'>DE TIMBAÚBA PARA O MUNDO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;A UNIVERSIDADE FEDERAL DE PERNAMBUCO MAIS PERTO DE TIMBAÚBA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tzzh_-Y0C88/TtrX0y7ewqI/AAAAAAAATEc/w8WP_iqQh1Y/s1600/proreitor1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tzzh_-Y0C88/TtrX0y7ewqI/AAAAAAAATEc/w8WP_iqQh1Y/s320/proreitor1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Uma comitiva da UFPE, à frente o Pró-reitor &lt;b&gt;Edilson Fernandes de Souza&lt;/b&gt;, visitou Timbaúba na nublada tarde da segunda-feira, 28 de novembro. Objetivo: conhecer melhor a realidade socioculturaleconomica do município, com vistas a estreitar a parceria UFPE-Governo Municipal, com foco na visão de futuro de instalar um &lt;i&gt;campus&lt;/i&gt; da Universidade em Timbaúba. Após almoçar na Ossam, Obra Social Santa Maria, o pessoal fez um &lt;i&gt;city-tour,&lt;/i&gt; onde conheceu um terreno baldio no bairro de Sapucaia, um dos locais considerado ideal para a construção do &lt;i&gt;campus&lt;/i&gt;; o espaço destinado ao Distrito Industrial, nas cercanias da Vila Nova Vida; e as obras de construção do conjunto habitacional &lt;i&gt;Minha Casa, Minha Vida&lt;/i&gt;, próximo à Fazenda Santa Luzia. Tive a satisfação de acompanhar a comitiva e de testemunhar a simplicidade do Pró-Reitor Edilson Fernandes de Souza, além&amp;nbsp; do seu entusiasmo e determinação em somar esforços para tornar realidade mais um sonho da&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Princesa Serrana&lt;/i&gt;. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x82mfka4n9A/TtrYG4Obn3I/AAAAAAAATEk/x1G5zD4iWEM/s1600/proreitor2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x82mfka4n9A/TtrYG4Obn3I/AAAAAAAATEk/x1G5zD4iWEM/s320/proreitor2.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr align="justify"&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Uma imagem para a história timbaubense. A comitiva da UFPE e assessores do Governo Municipal, no bairro de Sapucaia, provável local do futuro &lt;i&gt;campus&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-txsG4qOScRA/TtrYT8UMClI/AAAAAAAATEs/Gl24cTkrJss/s1600/proreitor.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-txsG4qOScRA/TtrYT8UMClI/AAAAAAAATEs/Gl24cTkrJss/s320/proreitor.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr align="justify"&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Outra imagem para a história timbaubense.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;João Marcelo&lt;/b&gt;,  Assessor Político; &lt;b&gt;Vânia Lúcia&lt;/b&gt;, Secretária de Desenvolvimento de  Políticas Sociais e Segurança Alimentar; &lt;b&gt;Edilson Souza&lt;/b&gt;, Pró-Reitor da  UFPE; &lt;b&gt;Ana Glória&lt;/b&gt;, Diretora de Segurança Alimentar e Nutricional; e  &lt;b&gt;Roberto Sotero&lt;/b&gt;, Secretário&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;do Governo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Municipal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y7ztknCW5L8/TtrYenqzrFI/AAAAAAAATE0/mPRSTRQL1Pg/s1600/proreitor3.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y7ztknCW5L8/TtrYenqzrFI/AAAAAAAATE0/mPRSTRQL1Pg/s320/proreitor3.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Roberto Sotero&lt;/b&gt;,&lt;b&gt; Ana Glória&lt;/b&gt; e &lt;b&gt;Edilson Souza&lt;/b&gt;, no conjunto &lt;i&gt;Minha Casa, Minha Vida&lt;/i&gt;, 487 unidades habitacionais nas proximidades da Fazenda Santa Luzia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;*****&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MAYSA RENATA&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;TRAVASSOS DE ANDRADE QUEIROZ, UM ATO DE FÉ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-757K7dz-ieM/TtrNN8e1odI/AAAAAAAATDU/IrhHD4miuCs/s1600/maysa1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-757K7dz-ieM/TtrNN8e1odI/AAAAAAAATDU/IrhHD4miuCs/s320/maysa1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Maysa&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;Renata&lt;/b&gt; e &lt;b&gt;Rejane Travassos&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Em clima dominical descontraído, 27 de novembro, foi realizado o&amp;nbsp; batizado de &lt;b&gt;Maysa Renata Travassos de Andrade Queiroz&lt;/b&gt;, filha única de &lt;b&gt;Rejane Travassos&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;Bezerra de Queiroz&lt;/b&gt; e &lt;b&gt;Clóvis de Andrade Queiroz&lt;/b&gt; (&lt;i&gt;in memorian&lt;/i&gt;). Só aos 20 anos, consciente dos seus princípios católicos, Maysa Renata recebeu o sacramento do batismo.&lt;b&gt; Rejane&lt;/b&gt; reside há muitos anos em Caruaru-PE, mas não esquece sua amada Timbaúba, tanto que escolheu a &lt;i&gt;Princesa Serrana&lt;/i&gt; para testemunhar o ato de fé de Maysa Renata. Após a cerimônia na Igreja de Nossa Senhora da Conceição, em Mocós, Rejane Travassos recebeu um pequeno grupo de amigos e familiares na casa do seu sobrinho &lt;b&gt;Roberto Travassos Odebrecht&lt;/b&gt;, no tradicional bairro de Timbaubinha, zona norte da cidade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vE4UR69zlPI/TtrO0lj2ExI/AAAAAAAATDc/zOCKbblVSM0/s1600/maysa.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vE4UR69zlPI/TtrO0lj2ExI/AAAAAAAATDc/zOCKbblVSM0/s320/maysa.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;A alegria de &lt;b&gt;Maysa&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;Renata&lt;/b&gt; ao lado dos padrinhos &lt;b&gt;Jaqueline&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Rizonete&lt;/b&gt; e &lt;b&gt;Almir&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qUEHMmtghTE/TtrPneKnw5I/AAAAAAAATDk/bW4TYe9HqVM/s1600/maysa2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qUEHMmtghTE/TtrPneKnw5I/AAAAAAAATDk/bW4TYe9HqVM/s320/maysa2.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Maysa Renata&lt;/b&gt; e o primo &lt;b&gt;Roberto Travassos Odebrecht.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nmeAN5y_3LI/TtrQG45i_II/AAAAAAAATDs/UWhb6kBTaGc/s1600/maysa10.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nmeAN5y_3LI/TtrQG45i_II/AAAAAAAATDs/UWhb6kBTaGc/s320/maysa10.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: blue;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Maysa Renata&lt;/b&gt; e o noivo &lt;b&gt;Jonas Moraes&lt;/b&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZB135__yQAM/TtrQ41TpWgI/AAAAAAAATD0/HqfB2jcos6k/s1600/maysa4.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZB135__yQAM/TtrQ41TpWgI/AAAAAAAATD0/HqfB2jcos6k/s320/maysa4.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Na fila de trás, &lt;b&gt;Rosa&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Mayara&lt;/b&gt; e &lt;b&gt;Regina&lt;/b&gt;. Sentadas, &lt;b&gt;Moema&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Maysa&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;Renata&lt;/b&gt; e &lt;b&gt;Renata Albuquerque&lt;/b&gt;. Abaixo, outros &lt;i&gt;flashes&lt;/i&gt; do evento.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Wts9aH0Hr-M/TtrRwnOjGfI/AAAAAAAATD8/xL4U8cBESvc/s1600/maysa6.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Wts9aH0Hr-M/TtrRwnOjGfI/AAAAAAAATD8/xL4U8cBESvc/s320/maysa6.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eZa6LxLnU_w/TtrSRVbZ80I/AAAAAAAATEE/gGcpGqi37MI/s1600/maysa7.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eZa6LxLnU_w/TtrSRVbZ80I/AAAAAAAATEE/gGcpGqi37MI/s320/maysa7.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3P2tFCfiiyw/TtrSlcVm0oI/AAAAAAAATEM/qzGOzc4z-GA/s1600/maysa8.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3P2tFCfiiyw/TtrSlcVm0oI/AAAAAAAATEM/qzGOzc4z-GA/s320/maysa8.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--htITdNkKlA/TtrSveaQWQI/AAAAAAAATEU/fIGD6eIkwu8/s1600/maysa9.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--htITdNkKlA/TtrSveaQWQI/AAAAAAAATEU/fIGD6eIkwu8/s320/maysa9.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Os evangélicos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; line-height: 115%;"&gt; argumentam que o batismo de crianças não aparece na Bíblia. Como conclusão, defendem que só os adultos podem ser batizados. Todavia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;, s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;egundo o catecismo da Igreja Católica, o batismo faz-nos membros do Corpo de Cristo. Celeuma religiosa à parte, &lt;b&gt;Maysa Renata&lt;/b&gt; demonstrava uma segurança incomum, radiante com a condição de que tinha se tornado membro do Corpo de Cristo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;*****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: blue;"&gt;PADRE&amp;nbsp; DAMASCENO, UMA EXPRESSÃO&amp;nbsp; TIMBAUBENSE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jOObOJdxPYA/TtrI6Lz9wgI/AAAAAAAATC0/oLj9GGXtAK8/s1600/damasceno3.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jOObOJdxPYA/TtrI6Lz9wgI/AAAAAAAATC0/oLj9GGXtAK8/s320/damasceno3.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr align="justify" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Padre Damasceno&lt;/b&gt; no Alto do Cruzeiro, em Macaparana-PE. Abaixo, a Capela de São Francisco, no Alto do Cruzeiro, um cenário místico, digno da visita de um homem de Deus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3_xvv4XBo5o/TtrJId3y92I/AAAAAAAATC8/t8-tNbvYpdk/s1600/damasceno4.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3_xvv4XBo5o/TtrJId3y92I/AAAAAAAATC8/t8-tNbvYpdk/s320/damasceno4.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Radicado há muitos anos no Rio de Janeiro, &lt;b&gt;Padre Damasceno&lt;/b&gt; sempre retorna à região para tomar um &lt;i&gt;banho de nordestinidade&lt;/i&gt;. Recentemente, o padre-cantor-compositor-poeta-escritor-teólogo esteve em João Pessoa, Timbaúba e Macaparana, local destas fotos, clicadas especialmente por mim para &lt;b&gt;PASSARELA CULTURAL&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pDqQJykKOCc/TtrJeZ6FdII/AAAAAAAATDE/nk-ZiFxYFAs/s1600/damasceno1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pDqQJykKOCc/TtrJeZ6FdII/AAAAAAAATDE/nk-ZiFxYFAs/s320/damasceno1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr align="justify" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Acima, &lt;b&gt;Padre Orlando Nascimento&lt;/b&gt; (ex-pároco de Timbaúba e atual de Macaparana), &lt;b&gt;Rute Brandão&lt;/b&gt; e sua filha &lt;b&gt;Adriana Morais&lt;/b&gt; e &lt;b&gt;Padre Damasceno&lt;/b&gt;. Abaixo, &lt;b&gt;Rute &lt;/b&gt;e &lt;b&gt;Adriana&lt;/b&gt; ladeadas pelo poeta-escritor-jornalista &lt;b&gt;Daniel Oliveira&lt;/b&gt; e &lt;b&gt;Padre Damasceno&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wq58HlC58Rg/TtrJoYIesAI/AAAAAAAATDM/eyovan3QILY/s1600/damasceno2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wq58HlC58Rg/TtrJoYIesAI/AAAAAAAATDM/eyovan3QILY/s320/damasceno2.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: blue;"&gt;*****&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: blue;"&gt;M&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;EMÓRIA TIMBAUBENSE&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.orkut.com/orkut/photos/PQAAAK4yPNhUBOzbmGjJEizC81jbcqQqomNYr2M6zH_50Nk9k2A0mPUi5lMu289dSJy-oLIzkmXrHcxP3Swha-HyJzwAm1T1UMeCUchD9NidnPl0eBo3TECdHYem.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://images.orkut.com/orkut/photos/PQAAAK4yPNhUBOzbmGjJEizC81jbcqQqomNYr2M6zH_50Nk9k2A0mPUi5lMu289dSJy-oLIzkmXrHcxP3Swha-HyJzwAm1T1UMeCUchD9NidnPl0eBo3TECdHYem.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr align="justify"&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Construída em 1889 e reconstruída em 1902, a Igreja de Nossa Senhora da Conceição, localizada no centro da Praça Hugo de Andrade, no bairro de Mocós, é um convite para a reflexão. O ano da foto perdeu-se no &lt;i&gt;Túnel do Tempo&lt;/i&gt;, menos a Fé em DEUS e em Nossa Senhora da Conceição, cuja dia é celebrado em 08 de dezembro, feriado municipal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;*****&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CAMINHOS PARA A PASSARELA CULTURAL&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  Uma pessoa perguntou-me se o correto seria chamar "o" PASSARELA  CULTURAL ou "a" PASSARELA CULTURAL.&amp;nbsp; No meu entender, ambas as formas  estão corretas, pois PASSARELA CULTURAL é um &lt;i&gt;blog&lt;/i&gt; e ao mesmo tempo uma &lt;i&gt;revista&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;on-line&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Detalhe:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: small;"&gt;Pa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;ra quem acostumou-se a visitar PASSARELA CULTURAL através do TIMBAFEST, &lt;a href="http://www.timbafest.com.br/"&gt;www.timbafest.com.br&lt;/a&gt; , vale a pena anotar que também existem dois endereços para acessar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-style: italic;"&gt;este blog:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.passarelacultural.blogspot.com/" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;www.passarelacultural.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; e &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.passarelacultural.com/" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;www.passarelacultural.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; . Sugiro que adicionem esses roteiros aos seus Favoritos.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;*****&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;LUTO&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;E&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;ntre  as perdas que a comunidade sofreu nos últimos dias, registramos os  nomes das seguintes pessoas: JOSINALDO JOSÉ DE MELO, 50 anos,  funcionário do INSS, falecido na sexta-feira, 25, vítima de parada  cardíaca; a matriarca ALAÍDE CAVALCANTI DE ARAÚJO, 92 anos, falecida na  segunda-feira, 28. Alaíde era mãe de Célia (viúva de Hibernon  Cavalcanti); DULCE MARIA, 31 anos, agente de saúde, falecida na  segunda-feira, 28, vítima de AVC. Às famílias enlutadas, as condolências  de PASSARELA CULTURAL.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;*****&lt;/b&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/3743835499135001790-537504902153332125?l=passarelacultural.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passarelacultural.blogspot.com/feeds/537504902153332125/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3743835499135001790&amp;postID=537504902153332125' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3743835499135001790/posts/default/537504902153332125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3743835499135001790/posts/default/537504902153332125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passarelacultural.blogspot.com/2011/12/de-timbauba-para-o-mundo.html' title='DE TIMBAÚBA PARA O MUNDO'/><author><name>DASLAN MELO LIMA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16900312641852855709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Uic6oP60Kbo/TonvsXqJfbI/AAAAAAAASYI/90YVZNiFLTc/s220/daslansite.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tzzh_-Y0C88/TtrX0y7ewqI/AAAAAAAATEc/w8WP_iqQh1Y/s72-c/proreitor1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3743835499135001790.post-7877103371222364623</id><published>2011-12-03T01:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T08:08:58.369-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wilza Rainato'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sessão Nostalgia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miss Brasil 1967'/><title type='text'>SESSÃO NOSTALGIA - WILZA RAINATO, MISS MUNDO BRASIL 1967</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Daslan Melo Lima&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;PRÓLOGO&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bkJKJwrIj7g/Ttopb-YIk0I/AAAAAAAATA8/tdWOGdwLpoM/s1600/wilza10.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="222" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bkJKJwrIj7g/Ttopb-YIk0I/AAAAAAAATA8/tdWOGdwLpoM/s320/wilza10.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Maracanãzinho, Rio de Janeiro, 1º de julho de 1967, noite da eleição da Miss Brasil 1967. A famosa passarela estava com novo formato, oval, em lugar da tradicional que lembrava uma &lt;i&gt;ferradura&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;b&gt;Anísia Gasparina da Fonseca&lt;/b&gt;, Miss Brasília, era a favorita ao título, mas acabou em quarto lugar, enquanto o Top 3 foi composto por &lt;b&gt;Carmen Sílvia de Barros Ramasco&lt;/b&gt;, Miss São Paulo, primeiro lugar, representante do Brasil no Miss Universo; &lt;b&gt;Wilza de Oliveira Rainato&lt;/b&gt;, Miss Paraná, segundo lugar, representante do Brasil no Miss Mundo; e &lt;b&gt;Sonia Maria Ohana&lt;/b&gt;, Miss Pará, terceiro lugar. Carmen Sílvia, pouco tempo depois de ter participado do Miss Universo, renunciou ao título, cabendo a Wilza Rainato, na condição de vice, &amp;nbsp;o direito de reinar oficialmente como Miss Brasil 1967, o que fez com tranqüilidade, meiguice, disciplina e educação. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Por onde anda Wilza Rainato? Que destino tomou a sua vida após ter coroado a baiana Martha Vasconcellos, Miss Brasil 1968? Encontrei as respostas na revista &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bella Beleza Magazine&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, editada por &lt;b&gt;BMW Eventos&lt;/b&gt;, de Maringá-PR, empresa de &lt;b&gt;Wall Barrionuevo&lt;/b&gt;. Na edição de junho de 2010, Wall Barrionuevo conta como foi o seu encontro com Wilza Rainato, em Londrina-PR, a quem ele outorgou o Troféu &lt;i&gt;Asas de Ouro&lt;/i&gt; e o Título &lt;i&gt;Cidade Canção&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WILZA RAINATO,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;DE JANDAIA DO SUL A LONDRES&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Wilza de Oliveira Rainato nasceu em São João da Boa Vista (SP) – no dia 25 de outubro de 1949. Seus pais, Natividade de Oliveira Rabelo Rainato e Ermelino Rainato, foram morar em Jandaia do Sul levando a pequena Wilza com nove meses. Antes de ser Miss foi coroada Rainha do Café de Jandaia do Sul, uma região que colhia os grãos mais nobres do mundo. Foi seu pai quem primeiro recebeu convite do Dr. Cristovan – presidente do Rotary, para que deixasse Wilza participar do concurso de Miss que era promovido pelo Clube de Serviço. Ele de súbito respondeu que ela não ia aceitar, pois era uma molecona que ainda brincava de pique-esconde e bolinha de gude. &amp;nbsp;Apenas e tão somente com a educação que recebera foi inscrita e venceu o concurso realizado no único cinema do município, que ficou completamente lotado.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Foi ao estadual, já melhor preparada, com produção pessoal e guarda-roupa impecáveis. Antes de todas as concorrentes se reunirem não se falava em favoritas, mas bastou as 34 estarem juntas em Cornélio Procópio, município sede do Miss Paraná 1967, para que a soberania&amp;nbsp; do conjunto falasse mais forte. A disputa do título foi no Ginásio de Esportes XV de Fevereiro e seis mil pessoas assistiram a vitoria da jandaiense. Antes de ir ao Miss Brasil, nos revela que teve assessoria direta da Socila – escola, responsável em ensaiar as misses durante a realização do concurso nacional. Ela acredita que muitas poucas foram as que tiveram esse privilégio de serem contatadas antes do concurso nacional e de certa forma orientadas de como podiam chegar ao titulo.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OxHbC5yFj5s/TtorlHhgHxI/AAAAAAAATBM/LbE-BxlJxDU/s1600/wilza4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OxHbC5yFj5s/TtorlHhgHxI/AAAAAAAATBM/LbE-BxlJxDU/s320/wilza4.jpg" width="185" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;O perfil de &lt;b&gt;Wilza Rainato&lt;/b&gt;, segundo a revista &lt;i&gt;O Cruzeiro&lt;/i&gt;, de 15/07/1967&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cM74Os93q2c/TtosCLbysnI/AAAAAAAATBU/5hzGlUjFCsk/s1600/wilza5-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cM74Os93q2c/TtosCLbysnI/AAAAAAAATBU/5hzGlUjFCsk/s320/wilza5-1.jpg" width="115" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i style="color: blue;"&gt;"O vestido azul de Miss Paraná encantou todo mundo. desfilou com classe e acabou princesa."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt; (Fatos &amp;amp; Fotos, 15/07/1967)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QmUGt5ekXlY/Ttos6iHHzVI/AAAAAAAATBc/tINkR2ebHHE/s1600/wilza6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QmUGt5ekXlY/Ttos6iHHzVI/AAAAAAAATBc/tINkR2ebHHE/s320/wilza6.jpg" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;O sorriso de &lt;b&gt;Wilza Rainato&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Lembra do dia 1º de julho: realização do Miss Brasil. Vinte e cinco jovens, cada qual representando um estado&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;brasileiro. Fala do assédio que tinham e de quantas pessoas elogiavam a sua beleza e diziam estar diante da futura Miss Brasil. Diz que é impossível apenas com palavras demonstrar o que representava o Maracanãzinho (RJ) lotado. Muitos, segundo ela, já sabiam, o seu nome e gritavam. Com toda a sua inocência ela involuntariamente retribuía o carinho do público jogando beijos – atitude condenada por Maria Augusta Nielsen, da Socila, que a advertiu nos bastidores: “Wilza isso não é atitude de quem quer ser a Miss Brasil.”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Foi a própria Maria Augusta que teve a missão de lhe informar sobre o regulamento do Miss Universo que exigia uma idade mínima de 18 anos, e a paranaense tinha 17. Segundo Wilza, essa informação foi repassada aos jurados e, se realmente isso aconteceu, acredita que pode ter influenciado no resultado final. “Fiquei com a segunda colocação”, disse Wilza, “mas com gostinho de primeiro, pois tudo aquilo para mim era uma grande novidade. Fui recebida como celebridade no Paraná. Vim de avião até Curitiba onde centenas de pessoas lá estavam. Vim para Londrina que me recebeu como se daqui fosse. Antes de seguir para Jandaia Osvaldo Militão (Canal 3-TV Coroados) me entrevistou ao vivo”. Continua: “Jandaia do Sul parou para me receber. Amigos, parentes e autoridades. Desfilei de carro aberto pelas ruas, que fechou o comércio para me receber.”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;Por um bom tempo falamos sobre essa experiência, que se hoje muda a vida de uma pessoa, imagine o que acontecia naquela época. Sua colocação no Miss Brasil lhe garantiu participar do Miss Mundo – representando o país. Segundo ela os promotores daquele evento internacional tinham interesses para a vencedora que ia na contra-mão da sua formação. Mostrou certo descontentamento com atitudes dos organizadores, não se calou e..., não venceu! Mesmo assim se mostrou competitiva no Miss Mundo sendo eleita a Miss mais elegante daquele ano, título também conquistado no Miss Brasil. O cônsul do Brasil em Londres destinou e ela um tratamento digno de uma rainha. Confessa não se arrepender de nada que fez que tenha envolvido o nome de Jandaia do Sul, Paraná e Brasil. Se emociona ao falar dos aplausos que recebeu do público durante seu desfile de despedida: “era ensurdecedor, mas hoje sei que aquele gesto era a forma carinhosa que eles tinham de me mostrar que ao menos para eles eu fui a Miss Brasil. Se aquela manifestação tiinha como objetivo não esquecer o que sentiam por mim, surtiu efeito, pois jamais esqueci!”, relata emocionada&lt;/i&gt;. (Texto de Wall Bairronuevo, Bella Beleza Magazine, Ano IV-7ª edição- junho de 2010)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;WILZA RAINATO,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;O LADO HUMANITÁRIO DE UMA MISS&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Viajou o mundo e desfilou para grandes nomes da moda internacional. Dior, por exemplo, lhe enviava todas as peças necessárias para compor o seu guarda-roupa de uso diário e ocasiões. Falou de Hollywood, dos atores e atrizes que conheceu. Em Las Vegas, Pavarotti chegou a auxiliá-la com bagagens, e teceu elogios a sua beleza. Ganhou dinheiro e auxiliou muita gente, principalmente crianças e idosos ao doar cachês para causas que visava o cuidado deles. Desfiles, inaugurações, produtos batizados com o seu nome e tantos outros fatos não fez com que ela deixasse se iludir e esquecer a sua vocação familiar. Queria casar, ter sua casa e filhos.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;Sua vida de glamour, mesmo depois de casada, não abalou sua paixão pelos ares da fazenda. Gostava de estar junto no trato dos animais e da terra. Era constantemente indagada pelos funcionários que não acreditavam na disposição da “senhora” que um dia foi Miss Brasil. Sobre os concursos, ela nos fala com convicção que fez o seu melhor, mas era visível que&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;também tem interesse de ser reconhecida por outros feitos após ter coroada as suas sucessoras (municipal-estadual e nacional). Mesmo casada sempre surgiam compromissos como Miss Brasil e a pedidos do amado deixou de aceitar participar de ocasiões que necessitasse de viajar, mas se a causa fosse o assistencialismo, já estava ela como fiel voluntária.&lt;/i&gt; (Texto de Wall Bairronuevo, Bella Beleza Magazine, Ano IV-7ª edição- junho de 2010)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WILZA RAINATO E AS SUPERAÇÕES DAS ADVERSIDADES&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UWEm7jLDfmo/TtouGjBMOII/AAAAAAAATBk/x7mQ3XgI8Gg/s1600/wilza2.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UWEm7jLDfmo/TtouGjBMOII/AAAAAAAATBk/x7mQ3XgI8Gg/s1600/wilza2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wilza Rainato&lt;/b&gt;, uma das mais belas noivas paranaenses de&amp;nbsp; 1970. (Foto: folhaweb.com.br)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;Casou-se em 1970 com o médico Nereu Genta, com quem tem um casal de filhos: Alexandre e Juliana, que lhes deram os netos Giorgia, Alexandre – o Xandinho e a Laura. Soma-se aos três o talentoso Pedro Kauss, o Pititico, que é carinhosamente chamado de “neto do coração”. Depois de casada frequentou o curso de Ciências Sociais. Sua popularidade lhe rendeu inúmeros convites para entrar na política. Em 1989 sofreu um acidente automobilístico causando grave comprometimento cervical e lombar, que a deixou anos sem andar. Após diversas cirurgias as seqüelas das intervenções fez surgir um comprometimento medular que a levou novamente ao centro cirúrgico e mais um bom tempo se convalescendo.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Abatida pelos acontecimentos, como a Fênix ela brindava os que lhe cercava com mais determinação ainda. Já recuperada entrou para um curso de Teatro, ocasião que se sentiu muito bem, se identificou com o tablado e com a arte de interpretar. Só parou por ter tido um AVC – Acidente Vascular Cerebral, que pode ter sido provocado pelo abalo nervoso que sofreu após um brutal assalto contra familiares.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Wilza nunca se apegou a bens materiais, tudo o que teve e tem é conseqüência de trabalho e merecimento. Para ela o que é tomado a força é um ato desumano e desnecessário. Após o primeiro AVC, que foi o mais forte, passou ainda por outros três de intensidade menor.&lt;/i&gt; (Texto de Wall Bairronuevo, Bella Beleza Magazine, Ano IV-7ª edição- junho de 2010)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;W&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ILZA RAINATO,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MISS PARA SEMPRE MISS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Ainda na revista, Wall Barrionuevo conta que &lt;b&gt;Alexandre&lt;/b&gt; &amp;nbsp;falou um pouco de como era ser filho de uma Miss Brasil e revelou histórias recheadas de momentos marcantes desde a infância até os dias de hoje. &lt;i&gt;“... Em não raros momentos quando olham seu passaporte, sua carteira de motorista ou quando estende um cartão de visita ao se apresentar há sempre alguém que diz: “teve uma Miss Brasil com esse sobrenome!“, e ele orgulhoso diz, “sou filho dela”.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3ojps8YVB5I/TtoxyNu2WHI/AAAAAAAATBs/WjkmPzNkSTQ/s1600/wilza7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3ojps8YVB5I/TtoxyNu2WHI/AAAAAAAATBs/WjkmPzNkSTQ/s1600/wilza7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wilza Rainato &lt;/b&gt;e o esposo &lt;b&gt;Nereu Genta&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-btgTI0Yjdh4/Tto4glkNoTI/AAAAAAAATCE/XgsuhHkv9rw/s1600/wilza8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-btgTI0Yjdh4/Tto4glkNoTI/AAAAAAAATCE/XgsuhHkv9rw/s1600/wilza8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wall Bairronuevo&lt;/b&gt; e &lt;b&gt;Wilza Rainato&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Palavras do &lt;b&gt;Dr. Nereu&amp;nbsp; Genta&lt;/b&gt;, emocionado com a visita de Wall&amp;nbsp; e sua esposa &lt;b&gt;Elaine&amp;nbsp; Barrionuevo&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;i&gt; &amp;nbsp;“Eu quero agradecer vocês, pois conseguiram com esse carinho acordar uma Wilza que há muitos anos estava escondida dentro dela. E se vocês vieram em busca da Miss Brasil, ali está ela. Veja aquele sorriso. O mesmo que encantou a nação e o mundo. Esse sorriso ficou adormecido e jamais esquecido, por nós e por todos que tiveram a oportunidade de conhecer a mais bela, talentosa, vitoriosa e humana Miss que o Brasil já teve!”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;EPÍLOGO&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; E assim, vocês ficaram sabendo por onde anda e como vive hoje Wilza Rainato, Miss Paraná 1967. Feliz, ela mora em Londrina-PR, onde é esposa, mãe e avó.&amp;nbsp; Vale a pena lembrar que aquela jovem de sorriso meigo e duas covinhas no rosto soube contornar a balbúrdia daquele Maracanãzinho descontente com o resultado do concurso. &amp;nbsp;Na revista &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;Fatos &amp;amp; Fotos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;, de 15/07/1967, Carmem Sílvia de Barros Ramasco, Miss São Paulo, assim se pronunciou, a respeito das vaias que recebeu quando foi eleita Miss Brasil, já que a maioria do público do Maracanãzinho preferia Anísia Gasparina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;da Fonseca, Miss Brasília, quarta colocada: &amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;“ - Não fiquei zangada, apenas surpresa. Não vou culpar, em absoluto, o povo carioca por uma incompreensão momentânea. Além disso, fiquei tão feliz com o título que não poderia ter raiva de ninguém. Perdoaria até o meu maior inimigo. Mas quero deixar bem claro uma coisa: o gesto de solidariedade de Miss Paraná me comoveu bastante. Foi ela a primeira a me consolar quando comecei a chorar. Nunca esquecerei isso.”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6ib1-rNmQBg/TtpPX85lMzI/AAAAAAAATCs/h5kcxc0nyqg/s1600/anisia-3.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6ib1-rNmQBg/TtpPX85lMzI/AAAAAAAATCs/h5kcxc0nyqg/s320/anisia-3.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RfojI2TkfBA/Tto2Dc6bqCI/AAAAAAAATB0/rnDKWBrc-9c/s1600/anisia-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Anísia Gasparina da Fonseca&lt;/b&gt;, Miss Brasilia, quarta colocada no Miss Brasil 1967&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4zR7_KmB_tw/Tto3ARXR7OI/AAAAAAAATB8/InIyohvYuGw/s1600/wilza3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4zR7_KmB_tw/Tto3ARXR7OI/AAAAAAAATB8/InIyohvYuGw/s400/wilza3.jpg" width="247" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;O Top 3 do Miss Brasil 1967: &lt;b&gt;Sônia Maria Ohana&lt;/b&gt;, Miss Pará, terceiro lugar; &lt;b&gt;Carmem Sílvia de Barros Ramasco&lt;/b&gt;, Miss São Paulo, primeira colocada; e &lt;b&gt;Wilza Rainato&lt;/b&gt;, Miss Paraná, segundo lugar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;Entre as mais gratas recordações que guardo da história do Miss Brasil, estão os recortes das revistas &amp;nbsp;do ano de 1967, coladas em um álbum e no meu coração, &lt;/span&gt;assim como inúmeras&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;fotos, entre elas, eternamente sorrindo, quatro ícones dos mágicos anos 60: &lt;b&gt;Anísia Gasparina da Fonseca&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Sônia Maria Ohana&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Carmem Sílvia de Barros Ramasco&lt;/b&gt; e &lt;b&gt;Wilza de Oliveira Rainato&lt;/b&gt;, a quem dedico esta antepenúltima &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sessão Nostalgia&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; de 2011, um ano que logo mais será parte do &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Túnel Tempo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, assim como aquele 1967. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;*****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&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/3743835499135001790-7877103371222364623?l=passarelacultural.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passarelacultural.blogspot.com/feeds/7877103371222364623/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3743835499135001790&amp;postID=7877103371222364623' title='9 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3743835499135001790/posts/default/7877103371222364623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3743835499135001790/posts/default/7877103371222364623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passarelacultural.blogspot.com/2011/12/sessao-nostalgia.html' title='SESSÃO NOSTALGIA - WILZA RAINATO, MISS MUNDO BRASIL 1967'/><author><name>DASLAN MELO LIMA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16900312641852855709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Uic6oP60Kbo/TonvsXqJfbI/AAAAAAAASYI/90YVZNiFLTc/s220/daslansite.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bkJKJwrIj7g/Ttopb-YIk0I/AAAAAAAATA8/tdWOGdwLpoM/s72-c/wilza10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3743835499135001790.post-3420471778031944661</id><published>2011-11-26T05:50:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-03T08:25:28.889-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Timbaúba'/><title type='text'>DE TIMBAÚBA PARA O MUNDO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;ANA GLÓRIA, TRINTA ANOS DEDICADOS À NUTRIÇÃO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Daslan Melo Lima&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt; timbaubense &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: blue;"&gt;Ana Gloria Ferreira de Araújo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;, nutricionista, Diretora de Segurança Alimentar e Nutricional de Timbaúba, nasceu no dia 28/11/1959, filha de&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;Joel Monteiro de Araújo&lt;/b&gt; e &lt;b&gt;Maria da Glória Ferreira de Araújo&lt;/b&gt;, &amp;nbsp;irmã de &lt;b&gt;Antonio&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Joel&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Tranquelino&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Teotônio&lt;/b&gt; e &lt;b&gt;Carlos Eduardo&lt;/b&gt;. Estudou nos tradicionais educandários Escola Santa Maria, em Timbaúba-PE, e nas Damas, no Recife, e concluiu seu curso de Nutrição na UFPE, Universidade Federal de Pernambuco.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oLMLq7P_10k/TtIhwm5DeyI/AAAAAAAAS-4/mKyYuE66g14/s1600/gloria1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oLMLq7P_10k/TtIhwm5DeyI/AAAAAAAAS-4/mKyYuE66g14/s400/gloria1.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 12pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Ana Glória ladeada pelos pais Glorinha e Joel Monteiro, na sua colação de grau&amp;nbsp;na UFPE, no dia 21/12/1981&lt;/span&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IndeYMYNusA/TtIjxNr8HgI/AAAAAAAAS_A/VEWNqqylP_k/s1600/campus-UFPE-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IndeYMYNusA/TtIjxNr8HgI/AAAAAAAAS_A/VEWNqqylP_k/s400/campus-UFPE-1.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 12pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Ana Glória Ferreira de Araújo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 12.0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Ana Glória conseguiu uma das primeiras colocações no curso de Nutrição. Formou-se aos 21 anos e ingressou logo no mercado de trabalho. Muito jovem e requisitada para dar palestras sobre Nutrição, participou de congressos fora do Estado&amp;nbsp;e &amp;nbsp;sempre foi muito querida pelos professores e colegas de profissão. Conselheira de Nutricionistas Região 6, integrante da Comissão de Ética Profissional e Conselheira de Segurança Alimentar do Estado de Pernambuco, entre os &amp;nbsp;desafios enfrentados está a conquista de ser pioneira em Pernambuco em Alimentação do Campo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Nas mais gratas lembranças da vida de Ana Gloria ressoa o discurso do &amp;nbsp;paraninfo da sua turma de Nutricionistas, o &lt;b&gt;Prof. Nelson Chaves&lt;/b&gt; (1906-1982), fundador do &amp;nbsp;Curso de Nutrição da UFPE:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Vocês escolheram uma profissão da mais alta importância social,mas mal compreendida e injustiçada.É uma profissão que contribui para a formação de recursos humanos, que se apoiam nos seguintes pilares: Nutrição, Saúde, Educação, Espiritualidade e Ética. Esses pilares estão sendo corroídos e ameaçados de destruição à picareta, mas são eles que formam a base dos recursos humanos, mais importantes que os recursos naturais. Somente os povos que dispõem de grandes recursos humanos ocupam posição destacada na História. Sem Nutrição adequada não é possível imunidade, boa saúde, vida prolongada, produtividade, crescimento adequado, etc".&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lzZaYRQcBEg/TtIkH4bLHMI/AAAAAAAAS_I/ynoY5c3EA6g/s1600/caboclo5.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lzZaYRQcBEg/TtIkH4bLHMI/AAAAAAAAS_I/ynoY5c3EA6g/s400/caboclo5.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 12pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;D. Glorinha, Teotônio e Ana Glória&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;As verdades de Ana Glória no melhor estilo entrevista &lt;i&gt;ping-pong&lt;/i&gt;. &amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;Dia ou Noite?&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;- Dia&lt;/i&gt;. /// &lt;b&gt;Samba ou Frevo?&lt;/b&gt; - &lt;i&gt;Frevo. &lt;/i&gt;/// &lt;b&gt;A cidade dos seus sonhos -&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;Londres e Paris&lt;/i&gt;. /// &lt;b&gt;Sonho de consumo -&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Viajar e conhecer outros lugares.&lt;/i&gt; ///. &lt;b&gt;Um momento para recordar -&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Minha formatura de Nutrição&lt;/i&gt;. /// &lt;b&gt;Seu maior defeito -&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sou&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;muito exigente&lt;/i&gt;./// &lt;b&gt;Sua maior virtude -&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Meu amor ao próximo&lt;/i&gt;. /// &lt;b&gt;O que mais admira em um ser humano -&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Simplicidade&lt;/i&gt;. /// &lt;b&gt;O que&amp;nbsp;não suporta em um ser humano -&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Prepotência&lt;/i&gt;. /// &lt;b&gt;A maior invenção humana -&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;A gastronomia&lt;/i&gt;. /// &lt;b&gt;A pior invenção humana -&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;A bomba atômica&lt;/i&gt;. /// &lt;b&gt;Se o mundo fosse acabar amanhã o que faria hoje?&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;- Viver o hoje&lt;/i&gt;. /// &lt;b&gt;Se fosse Presidenta da República o que faria para reverter a violência?&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;- Melhoraria a educação alimentar brasileira&lt;/i&gt;. /// &lt;b&gt;Comida Preferida&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;-&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;Salada de Legumes com Atum e Ervas Finas&lt;/i&gt;. /// &lt;b&gt;Bebida&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;-&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;Vinhos&lt;/i&gt;. /// &lt;b&gt;Sobremesa&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;-&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;Salada de Frutas&lt;/i&gt;. /// &lt;b&gt;Cor&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;-&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;Verde&lt;/i&gt;. /// &lt;b&gt;Clube Esportivo&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;-&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;Santa Cruz&lt;/i&gt;. /// &lt;b&gt;Um Jogador&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;-&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;Garrincha&lt;/i&gt;. /// &lt;b&gt;Superstição -&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;Assinatura do meu nome com caneta preta&lt;/i&gt;. /// &lt;b&gt;Viver é...&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Colocar em prática todo seu planejamento de Vida sem atropelar etapas importantes da vida. Amar intensamente seu momento agora, curtir &amp;nbsp;cada segundo, aplaudir os acertos e corrigir&amp;nbsp; os erros.&lt;/i&gt; /// &lt;b&gt;Envelhecer é ...&lt;/b&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Viver o seu agora com muita inteligência e espiritualidade, sem censuras, voltar a ser criança mimada e amada por todos&lt;/i&gt;. /// &lt;b&gt;Morrer é ...&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;Acreditar na ressurreição e na Vida eterna./// &lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Um Filme Inesquecível&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;-&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;O Nome da Rosa&lt;/i&gt;. /// &lt;b&gt;Um programa de TV&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;- &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sem Censura&lt;/i&gt;. /// &lt;b&gt;Um livro&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;-&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;Os do poeta Fernando Pessoa&lt;/i&gt; /// &lt;b&gt;Uma canção&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;-&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;Amanhã, de Guilherme Arantes&lt;/i&gt;. /// &lt;b&gt;Um frevo&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;-&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;Morcego&lt;/i&gt;./// &lt;b&gt;Um cantor&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;-&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;Guilherme Arantes&lt;/i&gt;. /// &lt;b&gt;Uma cantora -&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;Maria Betânia&lt;/i&gt;. /// &lt;b&gt;Um ator&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;-&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;Tony Ramos&lt;/i&gt;. /// &lt;b&gt;Uma atriz&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;-&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;Nathalia Timberg&lt;/i&gt;.&amp;nbsp; ///&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt; Uma Miss Pernambuco&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;-&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;Suzy Rego, Miss PE 1984&lt;/i&gt; /// &lt;b&gt;Uma Miss Brasil&lt;/b&gt;: &lt;i&gt;A baiana Martha Rocha, Miss Brasil 1954&lt;/i&gt;. /// &lt;b&gt;Uma Miss Universo -&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;A gaúcha Ieda Maria Vargas, Miss Brasil &amp;nbsp;e Miss Universo 1963&lt;/i&gt;. /// &lt;b&gt;Um (a) Nutricionista que a História guardou&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;- &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;A carioca Dra.&lt;/i&gt; Lieselotte&amp;nbsp; H. Ornellas. /// &lt;b&gt;Um (a) Nutricionista que a História vai guardar&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;-&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;A pernambucana Dra.Elenice Costa&lt;/i&gt;. /// &lt;b&gt;Qual a celebridade que você adoraria orientar sua alimentação?&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;Dom Fernando Saburido, Arcebispo de Olinda e Recife&lt;/i&gt;. /// &lt;b&gt;Uma saudade&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;-&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;Meu pai, minha avó Minervina Barbosa e meu irmão Toinho&lt;/i&gt;. /// &lt;b&gt;Um motivo de arrependimento&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;-&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;Arrependo-me das coisas que não fiz&lt;/i&gt;. /// &lt;b&gt;Um motivo de orgulho&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;-&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;Ser timbaubense&lt;/i&gt;. /// &lt;b&gt;Um ponto turístico de Pernambuco -&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;O Alto da Sé de Olinda&lt;/i&gt;. /// &lt;b&gt;Um ponto turístico de Timbaúba - &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;O Morro da Independência&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Quando perguntei a Ana Glória qual a personalidade que era a cara de Timbaúba, ela não citou nenhuma pessoa, citou os Morros da Cidade.&amp;nbsp; "&lt;i&gt;A &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;cara de Timbaúba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; é o conjunto dos&amp;nbsp; morros : Morro da Abolição (Alto do Cruzeiro), Morro da República (Alto Santa Terezinha) e Morro da Independência (Alto da Independência)". &lt;/i&gt;Católica, devota de Santo Antônio, Ana Glória falou emocionada:&lt;i&gt; "Tive a oportunidade de nascer numa família cristã, onde meus pais faziam questão de ajudar&amp;nbsp; as pessoas mais necessitadas. Quando meu pai comprou a primeira TV em Timbaúba-PE, todos assistiam. As pessoas do Alto da Independência desciam para assistir ao Repórter&amp;nbsp; Esso e aos&amp;nbsp; jogos da Copa do Mundo.&amp;nbsp; Esse fato ainda hoje está na memória de muita gente, a oportunidade de ver&amp;nbsp; TV em minha casa sem&amp;nbsp; preconceito de cor,raça ou classe social. Isso nos faz grande por dentro e nada no mundo preenche essas lembranças."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XXsufok-_t8/TtIklpcaw7I/AAAAAAAAS_Q/75-7DeNjYDU/s1600/campus-UFPE.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XXsufok-_t8/TtIklpcaw7I/AAAAAAAAS_Q/75-7DeNjYDU/s400/campus-UFPE.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Calibri&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ana Glória&lt;/b&gt; na posse de &lt;b&gt;Anísio Brasileiro de Freitas Dourado&lt;/b&gt;, Reitor da UFPE. &lt;i&gt;“A luta de trazer um campus da UFPE para Timbaúba-PE é muito grande, mas me sinto  muito feliz em ser uma ex-aluna da UFPE que está contribuindo para a realização  desse sonho na minha cidade natal.&amp;nbsp; Em âmbito nacional existe uma &lt;b style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;corrente&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;de  contribuições e apoio à implantação do Campus. Grandes timbaubenses,  anonimamente, estão de mãos dadas em torno da &amp;nbsp;implantação da UFPE em  solo timbaubense”.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;E assim, conhecemos um pouco de &lt;b&gt;Ana Glória&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;Ferreira de Araújo&lt;/b&gt;, uma timbaubense que convive com as recordações que moldaram sua personalidade e que norteiam sua caminhada dia e noite.&amp;nbsp;Finalizando seu depoimento exclusivo ao &lt;b&gt;PASSARELA CULTURAL&lt;/b&gt;,&lt;i&gt; a &lt;/i&gt;Diretora de Segurança Alimentar e Nutricional de Timbaúba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;disse emocionada:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt; "Guardo para sempre comigo as lembranças dos domingos timbaubenses, quando &amp;nbsp;eu &amp;nbsp;ia com&amp;nbsp;Teotônio&amp;nbsp;fazer visitas nas casas das senhoras que trabalhavam na minha casa e moravam no Alto da Independência,&amp;nbsp; Dona Biu e Ana, lavadeiras, pessoas sábias que sabiam o verdadeiro sentido da Vida. Nas&amp;nbsp; casas humildes existiam&amp;nbsp; uma cadeira para descansar a subida do morro e o terreiro bem limpinho,com a vassoura de galhos de mato. Outras tinham um tronco de árvore na frente para sentar. Tudo tão carinhoso... Sempre tinha um bolo feito com muito amor e tapioca de coco ou cocada &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;com café para tomar.O dia era tão feliz que parecia que estávamos bem pertinho do céu. Lá longe as estradas de barro que davam acesso à Princesa Serrana. Imagens únicas de minha infância feliz".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;***** &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;MEMÓRIA TIMBAUBENSE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9ejYgTrs0eo/TsxWjbdp6uI/AAAAAAAAS8w/ITxbVRiuk34/s1600/timbavelha3.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="276" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9ejYgTrs0eo/TsxWjbdp6uI/AAAAAAAAS8w/ITxbVRiuk34/s400/timbavelha3.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Permanece o mistério. Qual a década da foto? Esse &lt;i&gt;bueiro&lt;/i&gt; pertencia a quem? De qual ângulo foi feita a imagem? Sua informação é preciosa para o resgate da memória de Timbaúba.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;*****&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;DELEGADO SERPA LANÇA &lt;i&gt;DEVANEIOS&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-21O92WambTY/TtJ-qsN01OI/AAAAAAAAS_w/9lagyHsORn8/s1600/serpaa.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-21O92WambTY/TtJ-qsN01OI/AAAAAAAAS_w/9lagyHsORn8/s320/serpaa.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; No dia 11 de novembro, a &lt;b&gt;DJ Edições e Publicidades&lt;/b&gt;, responsável pela revista &lt;b&gt;TIMBAÚBA EM FOCO&lt;/b&gt;, promoveu a noite de autógrafos do paraibano &lt;b&gt;Francisco Di Lorenzo Serpa&lt;/b&gt;, no Espaço Cultural Marcos Vasconcelos. O livro de poesias &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Devaneios&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; já havia sido lançado em outubro, em Macaparana, onde Serpa trabalha como Delegado de Polícia, função que ele exerceu em Timbaúba. Na foto acima, Serpa e&amp;nbsp; o vereador &lt;b&gt;Josinaldo Bezerra&lt;/b&gt;. Abaixo, o autor e a&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;vereadora&lt;b&gt; Ivaneide Ferreira&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jRHfNwUHT0Q/TtJ-2VrkhCI/AAAAAAAAS_4/gaIBPwFfuYs/s1600/serpab.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jRHfNwUHT0Q/TtJ-2VrkhCI/AAAAAAAAS_4/gaIBPwFfuYs/s320/serpab.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;*****&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&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/3743835499135001790-3420471778031944661?l=passarelacultural.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passarelacultural.blogspot.com/feeds/3420471778031944661/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3743835499135001790&amp;postID=3420471778031944661' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3743835499135001790/posts/default/3420471778031944661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3743835499135001790/posts/default/3420471778031944661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passarelacultural.blogspot.com/2011/11/pausas-na-passarela_26.html' title='DE TIMBAÚBA PARA O MUNDO'/><author><name>DASLAN MELO LIMA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16900312641852855709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Uic6oP60Kbo/TonvsXqJfbI/AAAAAAAASYI/90YVZNiFLTc/s220/daslansite.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oLMLq7P_10k/TtIhwm5DeyI/AAAAAAAAS-4/mKyYuE66g14/s72-c/gloria1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3743835499135001790.post-6355603693395258513</id><published>2011-11-26T05:50:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T03:46:15.278-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alagoas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crônicas de Daslan Melo Lima'/><title type='text'>DE ALAGOAS PARA  O MUNDO - ASSIS, UM ANJO DO GINÁSIO SÃO JOSÉ</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Daslan Melo Lima&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Meu telefone celular tocou na tarde cinza de quinta-feira, 24/11/2011. Era a voz do &lt;b&gt;Apolônio Cardoso&lt;/b&gt;, conterrâneo-contemporâneo, para me dizer que &lt;b&gt;Francisco de Assis Pereira&lt;/b&gt;, um dos referenciais da educação da nossa amada São José da Laje tinha sido convocado por &lt;b&gt;DEUS&lt;/b&gt; para uma nova missão em outra dimensão. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Apolônio Cardoso disse-me &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: blue;"&gt;“... eu já sabia que o mesmo estava doente, acamado, mas nós nunca estamos preparado para esse tipo de noticia. Principalmente de uma pessoa que marcou a nossa vida, a vida de nossa família. Sou muito e serei sempre grato a tudo que ele fez por mim e por toda a minha família. Lamento profundamente, apenas peço e rogo a Deus para que conforte a sua &amp;nbsp;esposa Dona Valda e seus maravilhosos filhos e netos.“&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DAu38coisSM/TtGuQOEW14I/AAAAAAAAS-I/37kqAt9lamU/s1600/Assis-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DAu38coisSM/TtGuQOEW14I/AAAAAAAAS-I/37kqAt9lamU/s320/Assis-1.jpg" width="216" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i style="color: blue;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Assis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; De repente, &lt;i&gt;um filme&lt;/i&gt;, em nostálgico preto e branco passou em minha cabeça. Eis-me em São José da Laje, aluno da 1ª série ginasial, final de ano. Assis foi meu primeiro professor de matemática, uma matéria que eu não gostava. Fui reprovado em matemática e fiquei para &lt;i&gt;segunda época&lt;/i&gt;, ou seja, eu só passaria para o 2º ano do curso ginasial se me submetesse a um cursinho preparatório e depois a uma prova. O valor do tal cursinho custava 200 cruzeiros em moeda da época, um valor muito alto para a precária situação financeira do meu pai. Deus sabe como foi complicado conseguir aquele dinheiro, que tanta falta iria fazer para comprar alimentos. Na hora que passei o valor para Assis, ele conferiu cédula por cédula, olhou fundo nos meus olhos, balançou a cabeça &amp;nbsp;e disse: “&lt;i&gt;Eu não vou aceitar&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;i&gt;Volte com esse dinheiro e devolva ao seu pai”&lt;/i&gt;. Que notícia boa! A feira da semana não ia mais deixar de ser feita. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Na semana seguinte, dia da prova, não consegui responder nenhuma pergunta correta. As dificuldades econômicas do meu pai, os problemas que ele enfrentava por causa de bebida alcoólica e os conflitos entre ele e minha mãe estavam prejudicando a minha capacidade de concentração no estudo. Fui reprovado e tive que repetir e primeiro ano ginasial. Felizmente, mais adiante, com fé em Deus, consegui contornar os problemas e cheguei a tirar algumas notas 10 em Matemática durante o restante do curso e, por extensão, consegui ser o primeiro aluno da classe por várias vezes. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Eu nunca esqueci aquele gesto humanitário de Assis. &amp;nbsp;O seu olhar e a maneira como ele pegou no dinheiro denotava carinho e compaixão para o menino pobre que eu era. A forma como ele me olhou quando recebi a notícia de que fui reprovado no exame de segunda época calou fundo na minh'alma. Foi como ele&amp;nbsp; dissesse “&lt;i&gt;estude, estude, só assim um dia você&amp;nbsp; vai superar as dificuldades da vida.”&lt;/i&gt; &amp;nbsp;Assis e outros professores do meu tempo de infância&amp;nbsp;foram &lt;i&gt;anjos&lt;/i&gt; do Ginásio São José.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wxw6IV2s7Xg/TtGvIJ17jAI/AAAAAAAAS-Q/6x40H_XWJ-U/s1600/assis1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wxw6IV2s7Xg/TtGvIJ17jAI/AAAAAAAAS-Q/6x40H_XWJ-U/s320/assis1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Da esquerda para a direita, &lt;b&gt;Maninho&lt;/b&gt; (Professor de Matemática), &lt;b&gt;Antônio Aquilino&lt;/b&gt; (Professor de História), &lt;b&gt;Marcos Pino&lt;/b&gt; (Professor de Português), &lt;b&gt;Josenira&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;Albuquerque &lt;/b&gt;(Professora de Português), &lt;b&gt;Amaury Vasconcelos de Andrade&lt;/b&gt; (Professor de Geografia) e &amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;Francisco de Assis Pereira&lt;/b&gt; (Professor de Matemática). Fui aluno de quatro deles:&amp;nbsp; Antônio Aquilino (Um ex-seminarista que tinha desistido de seguir a carreira eclesiástica. Com ele, tive algumas das mais empolgantes aulas de História da minha vida); Josenira Albuquerque (a Nirinha, Miss São José da Laje 1965); Dr. Amaury (que sabia conciliar as atividades de dentista com as de professor, que elogiava a beleza das mulheres gregas e adorava poesia) e Assis, um &lt;i&gt;anjo&lt;/i&gt; do Ginásio São José, meu inesquecível professor de Matemática,&amp;nbsp; que um dia, com um simples olhar, deu-me uma das mais preciosas lições da minha vida. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;***** &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miss Piauí 1963'/><title type='text'>SESSÃO NOSTALGIA - MARIA DA CONSOLAÇÃO TEIXEIRA E SILVA, MISS PIAUÍ 1963</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;Daslan Melo Lima&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Rio de Janeiro, Maracanãzinho, noite fria de 22 de junho de 1963, eleição da mulher mais bela do Brasil. Quem não conheceu o tempo áureo do concurso, não tem ideia da grande importância que o evento despertava em todo o Brasil. O texto adiante, publicado na revista &lt;i&gt;O Cruzeiro&lt;/i&gt;, de 13/07/1963, dá uma noção da grandiosidade do evento.&amp;nbsp; "&lt;i&gt;Foi a&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; maior cheia do estádio. Era um mar de cabeças nas arquibancadas – do chão ao teto – Se o IBGE baixasse no Maracanãzinho reuniria estas cifras: 14.000 arquibancadas, 3.200 cadeiras, 1.000 mesas, 1.000 cadeiras especiais, 500 repórteres e fotógrafos, 50 garçons, 12 copeiros, 4 maitres, 10.000 refrigerantes, 5.000 cervejas, 150 soldados da PM, 200 funcionários do estádio, 30.00 salgadinhos, 100 barras de gelo, 6 maquiladoras, 10 quilos de cosméticos, 32 espelhos para as Misses e 161 lâmpadas de 1.500 ws, que iluminaram a maior promoção-beleza de todos os idos. Calculando por baixo, sem exagero latino, o Maracanãzinho &amp;nbsp;estava na sua carga máxima (digamos): 30.000 pessoas. Foi safra excelente para aos cambistas, que revenderam mesas de Cr$ 8.000 por Cr$ 50.000,00, e arquibancadas de Cr$ 300,00 por Cr$ 1.500,00.&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;Vinte e quatro jovens disputaram o título máximo da beleza brasileira, conquistado por uma gaúcha maravilhosa chamada &lt;b&gt;Ieda Maria Vargas&lt;/b&gt;, que depois traria de Miami Beach o título de Miss Universo. "&lt;i&gt;Pela primeira vez , desde que existe o concurso, o público, os jurados e as próprias candidatas concordaram em que a coroa de Miss Brasil só poderia cingir a cabeça de Miss Rio Grande do Sul, Ieda Maria Vargas&lt;/i&gt;." (&lt;i&gt;Manchete&lt;/i&gt;, 06/07/1963). &amp;nbsp;Todavia, entre as 24 moças, havia uma&amp;nbsp;que poderia muito bem ter conseguido um lugar entre as finalistas, tanto que a maior revista da época, &lt;i&gt;O Cruzeiro&lt;/i&gt;, integrante dos Diários e Emissoras Associados, promotores do certame, referiu-se a ela como "&lt;i&gt;a &amp;nbsp;grande &amp;nbsp;esquecida do júri&lt;/i&gt;". Seu nome : &lt;b&gt;Maria da Consolação Teixeira e Silva&lt;/b&gt;, Miss Piauí. Segundo a revista, a piauiense empatou com Miss Pará na disputa por uma posição entre as oito finalistas. No desempate, venceu a paraense &lt;b&gt;Nilda Medeiros&lt;/b&gt;, irmã de &lt;b&gt;Gilda Medeiros&lt;/b&gt;, &amp;nbsp;Miss Pará 1955, terceira colocada no Miss Brasil 1955. Nilda Medeiros obteve o sétimo lugar, mas de acordo com a revista &lt;i&gt;Manchete&lt;/i&gt;, de 06/07/1963, “&lt;i&gt;... não ficou entre as três finalistas por causa da profunda cicatriz de vacina em seu braço&lt;/i&gt;.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KqO_43YrjlE/TtGXysosogI/AAAAAAAAS9o/gmMOn2PdvQk/s1600/consola%25C3%25A7%25C3%25A3o1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KqO_43YrjlE/TtGXysosogI/AAAAAAAAS9o/gmMOn2PdvQk/s400/consola%25C3%25A7%25C3%25A3o1.jpg" width="223" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;A GRANDE ESQUECIDA DO JÚRI: - Miss Piauí, pouco promovida antes do concurso, foi a grande surpresa no desfile de maiô, de vestido de baile e típico. Entretanto, não foi classificada&lt;/i&gt;.(&lt;i&gt;O Cruzeiro&lt;/i&gt;, 13/07/1963)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-l0bNn9uRxsQ/TtGYIm-mZKI/AAAAAAAAS9w/nS5Kz5VbMnw/s1600/consola%25C3%25A7%25C3%25A3o3+001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-l0bNn9uRxsQ/TtGYIm-mZKI/AAAAAAAAS9w/nS5Kz5VbMnw/s400/consola%25C3%25A7%25C3%25A3o3+001.jpg" width="193" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;O primeiro traje típico de uma Miss Piauí &lt;i&gt;- Vaqueiro do Nordeste, traje confeccionado em pele de veado capoeiro, trabalhado em fios e em lâminas de ouro, chapéu, gibão peitoral, sapatos e rebenque&lt;/i&gt;. (&lt;i&gt;O Cruzeiro&lt;/i&gt;, 13/07/1963)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m8i_1BsUpso/TtGYrbwSJyI/AAAAAAAAS94/flMUo9wVbqE/s1600/consola%25C3%25A7%25C3%25A3o4+002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m8i_1BsUpso/TtGYrbwSJyI/AAAAAAAAS94/flMUo9wVbqE/s400/consola%25C3%25A7%25C3%25A3o4+002.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Maria da Consolação Teixeira, Miss Piauí, era a de traços mais delicados. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Manchete&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;06/07/1963)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iI2Yz_NeE60/TtGZJk_kM2I/AAAAAAAAS-A/BMeUUVcqXdE/s1600/consola%25C3%25A7%25C3%25A3o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iI2Yz_NeE60/TtGZJk_kM2I/AAAAAAAAS-A/BMeUUVcqXdE/s400/consola%25C3%25A7%25C3%25A3o.jpg" width="380" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Maria da Consolação Teixeira e Silva&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;, de cabelos soltos, Miss Piauí 1963, e &lt;b&gt;Ieda Maria Vargas&lt;/b&gt;, Miss Rio Grande do Sul-Miss Brasil-Miss Universo 1963&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Quando entrevistei o missólogo piauiense&lt;b&gt; Fernando José Bandeira&lt;/b&gt; para esta secção, em 08/10/2011, perguntei a ele qual a Miss Piauí mais injustiçada da história do Miss Brasil.&amp;nbsp; Resposta:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Essa é fácil! Maria da Consolação Teixeira e Silva, Miss Piauí 1963. Há muita especulação em torno de sua desclassificação como semifinalista no Miss Brasil, desde política, desempate e até preconceito. Concurso de Miss é mesmo um sonho, uma verdadeira fábula. Mas, Consolação Teixeira foi realmente prejudicada naquele ano". &lt;/i&gt;Quando perguntei&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;qual a Miss Piauí que teria sido uma ótima Miss Brasil, &lt;b&gt;Fernando Bandeira&lt;/b&gt; respondeu: &lt;i&gt;"Maria da&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;Consolação Teixeira e Silva, em 1963. &amp;nbsp;A exemplo do que foi,bela, elegante e serena, acredito nessa possibilidade. Isso, sem contestar a vitória da gaúcha Ieda Maria Vargas, Miss Brasil, Miss Universo 1963".&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;Maria da Consolação Teixeira e Silva&lt;/b&gt;, que representou&amp;nbsp; o Jockey Club do Piauí no concurso estadual, permaneceu no seu Piauí depois do Miss Brasil, casou, mora em Teresina e teve três lindos filhos, incluindo &lt;b&gt;Rachelle&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;A Mais Bela Estudante do Piauí&amp;nbsp; de 1983.&lt;/i&gt; Tão bela como a mãe, Rachelle recusou todos os convites recebidos para disputar o título de Miss Piauí. Talvez &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;não tenha aceito o convite com receio de ser eleita&amp;nbsp; e , na disputa do &amp;nbsp;Miss Brasil, ser &lt;i&gt;esquecida pelo júri&lt;/i&gt;, como um dia foi sua mãe &lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;Maria da Consolação Teixeira Silva&lt;/b&gt;, um dos maiores ícones da beleza do Piauí em todos os tempos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;*****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&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/3743835499135001790-2381577714693979073?l=passarelacultural.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passarelacultural.blogspot.com/feeds/2381577714693979073/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3743835499135001790&amp;postID=2381577714693979073' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3743835499135001790/posts/default/2381577714693979073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3743835499135001790/posts/default/2381577714693979073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passarelacultural.blogspot.com/2011/11/de-alagoas-para-o-mundo_26.html' title='SESSÃO NOSTALGIA - MARIA DA CONSOLAÇÃO TEIXEIRA E SILVA, MISS PIAUÍ 1963'/><author><name>DASLAN MELO LIMA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16900312641852855709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Uic6oP60Kbo/TonvsXqJfbI/AAAAAAAASYI/90YVZNiFLTc/s220/daslansite.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KqO_43YrjlE/TtGXysosogI/AAAAAAAAS9o/gmMOn2PdvQk/s72-c/consola%25C3%25A7%25C3%25A3o1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3743835499135001790.post-2649610884285652418</id><published>2011-11-20T04:49:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-26T20:34:39.629-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dirce Machado'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sessão Nostalgia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miss Guanabara 1960'/><title type='text'>SESSÃO NOSTALGIA - DIRCE MACHADO, MISS RENASCENÇA 1960</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;Daslan Melo Lima&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;PRÓLOGO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;“Uma negra foi eleita Miss Universo 2011”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt; A imprensa do mundo inteiro divulgou essa notícia em setembro último, referindo-se à vitória da bela &lt;b&gt;Leila Lopes&lt;/b&gt;, Miss Angola.&amp;nbsp; Caso a vencedora tivesse sido uma candidata de cor branca, ninguém diria: “&lt;i&gt;Uma branca foi eleita Miss Universo 2011&lt;/i&gt;.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Domingo, 20/11/2011, Dia de Zumbi, Dia Nacional da Consciência Negra e Dia Nacional de Combate ao Racismo. O assunto mexe com minh’alma de forma extraordinária, pois sou um dos milhares de brasileiros que traz no tom da pele histórias de luta e sofrimento de uma raça que tanto contribuiu para a construção da nação brasileira. Meu pai era mulato, filho de uma negra que foi abandonada pela família quando um branco a engravidou. Minha mãe era branca, filha de uma morena com um louro de olhos azuis. Cresci às margens do Rio Canhoto, em São José da Laje, Alagoas, roteiro dos negros escravos que na época da escravidão buscavam refúgio na Serra da Barriga, na vizinha cidade de União dos Palmares, berço de Zumbi.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WI4aOPhYA9Y/TskIJOK_imI/AAAAAAAAS78/gdrgWbjF6vY/s1600/dirce1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="203" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WI4aOPhYA9Y/TskIJOK_imI/AAAAAAAAS78/gdrgWbjF6vY/s400/dirce1.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color: blue; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dirce Machado, Miss Renascença 1960&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Nesta &lt;i&gt;Sessão Nostalgia &lt;/i&gt;rendo um tributo a &lt;b&gt;Dirce Machado&lt;/b&gt;, Miss Renascença, quarta colocada no Miss Guanabara 1960, a primeira brasileira negra a&amp;nbsp;alcançar&amp;nbsp;extraordinário sucesso&amp;nbsp;em&amp;nbsp;um concurso oficial de beleza onde a maioria das&amp;nbsp;concorrentes era de cor&amp;nbsp;branca.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;RENASCENÇA, A FUNDAÇÃO DO CLUBE, &amp;nbsp;OS FUNDADORES E O PERFIL DE SUAS MISSES&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;O texto abaixo foi transcrito do livro &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;A ALMA DA FESTA&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, de&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sonia Maria Giacomini&lt;/b&gt; – Editora UFMG-Universidade Federal de Minas Gerais- 2006. A autora é doutora em Sociologia, mestre em Antropologia Social e professora do departamento de Sociologia e Política da PUC-Rio. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;A Alma da Festa&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, abordando família, etnicidade e projetos no Renascença Clube, originalmente foi uma tese de doutorado em Sociologia, ganhadora em 2005 do Prêmio IUPER (Instituto Universitário de Pesquisas do Rio de Janeiro, unidade de Pós Graduação, Mestrado e Doutorado em Sociologia e Ciência Política da UCAM-Universidade Candido Mendes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;O Renascença Clube foi fundado em 17 de fevereiro de 1951 na cidade do Rio de Janeiro, então Distrito Federal, como “clube social, recreativo, cultural e esportivo”. Entre os objetivos da associação, o Artigo 2º do Estatuto alinha a intenção de “promover e estimular a união e o espírito de solidariedade entre os sócios e pessoas de suas famílias sem qualquer prevenção de preconceito”. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;À época de sua criação, o Renascença Clube contava com um núcleo de 29 sócios fundadores, todos negros segundo os relatos e registro. É marcante a presença feminina neste momento de criação e estruturação do Clube, já que elas eram 18 no grupo fundador – contra 11 homens – e duas na primeira Diretoria – contra quatro homens. A mulher do grupo fundador do Renascença é idealmente a mulher de família, isto é, honrada, culta, bem-vestida, elegante e, sobretudo, refinada. Essa mulher negra ideal, digna, é o produto e, quando casada, simultaneamente o centro de uma família sólida, bem-estruturada, que propicia o acesso ao estudo e a uma educação requintada. Esse ideal feminino permanece encarnado à perfeição na figura da miss ou rainha da primavera de outros concursos de beleza similares, promovidos pelo Clube nessa época. A miss é sempre a filha, sobrinha, afilhada de algum sócio que, durante alguma das muitas ocasiões de convívio e sociabilidade, é, por sua simpatia, beleza, elegância e boa educação, convidada, geralmente pela Diretoria Social, para participar do certame. A miss do concurso deve ser “bela”, à imagem dos certames de beleza tão em voga, no período, na cidade e no Brasil, mas, sobretudo, de uma beleza que não deixe margem a evocações que possam ser contrárias à honra. A miss é de uma beleza digna e honrada: com “brio”, “requinte”, “distinção”...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;Os primeiros concursos de rainha – ou de miss – promovidos no Renascença Clube, como a grande maioria das atividades da primeira década, eram eventos internos, organizados pelos e para os associados. Ao final dos anos 50, vieram dar um novo impulso à vida social, somando-se aos saraus, desfiles de moda, bailes, almoços e coquetéis, que reuniam nos finais de semana quase sempre as mesmas pessoas e família. Progressivamente os concursos começam a se impor sobre o conjunto da vida social, e vai se evanescendo a aura doméstica, ou familiar, se se preferir, que haviam herdado dos anos 50. A regularização e prestígio do Concurso Miss Renascença sinalizarão a entrada em uma nova era. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;As transformações dos concursos em eventos mais amplos e com maior visibilidade são invariavelmente associadas ao nome de uma sócia, Dinah Duarte, proprietária de um conhecido salão de beleza mo Méier, subúrbio carioca não muito distante do centro da cidade. Dinah é apontada em todas as entrevistas, se não como a criadora do concurso, ao menos como a grande responsável pela incorporação de inovações que tornaram um evento, inicialmente tímido e restrito, em algo considerado realmente importante, impactante e significativo. Com Dinah Duarte, afirmam os entrevistados e as inúmeras matérias colhidas em revistas de grande circulação e em diversas edições do Jornal do Renascença, os concursos realizados no Clube iniciam uma nova fase voltada para a preparação e disputa nos certames estaduais, competindo abertamente com as candidatas de outros clubes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;DIRCE MACHADO, MISS RENASCENÇA 1960&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt; Vamos &lt;i&gt;entrar&lt;/i&gt; no &lt;i&gt;Túnel do Tempo&lt;/i&gt; e rever a trajetória de &lt;b&gt;Dirce Machado&lt;/b&gt;, a primeira &lt;i&gt;deusa do ébano&lt;/i&gt; da história do Miss Guanabara-Miss Brasil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;As 24 candidatas ao título de Miss nº 1 da Guanabara começaram a operação-maquilagem às 17 horas, para o desfile que só teve início às 21.30. O Maracanãzinho, na noite do dia 4, estava quase repleto. O público dividia-se em torcidas contra a mensagem azul das passarelas, onde as moças bonitas deram os 270 passinhos aprendidos na Socila. 52 lâmpadas de mil “watts” iluminaram o canteiro de belas. E assim todo o Maracanãzinho pode ver, em detalhes, as concorrentes, que desfilaram de vestido de baile e, depois, de maiô. Sucesso, sem dúvida, tanto para o público como para os entendidos, foi Dirce Machado, do Renascença. Depois que o “Orfeu do Carnaval” deu curso internacional à mulata, como produto genuinamente brasileiro, as semi-“coloreds” passaram ao domínio da passarela. E eis que Dirce abalou o Maracanãzinho, vindo, ao final, a obter a quarta colocação. E notem que grande parte dos espectadores votou nela para melhor colocação. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;(&lt;b&gt;O Cruzeiro&lt;/b&gt;, 18/06/1960)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NcyNVj9GnQM/TskJX_W8dSI/AAAAAAAAS8c/1wEuQQHXJA8/s1600/dirce2-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NcyNVj9GnQM/TskJX_W8dSI/AAAAAAAAS8c/1wEuQQHXJA8/s400/dirce2-1.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;irce Machado foi a sensação da noite. Mulata elegante e bonita, ela empolgou o público, que a aplaudiu todo o tempo em que estve na passarela. Dirce é recpcionista num cabeleireiro da Tijuca, mora em Catrumbi e foi apresentada pelo Renascença Clube, no Méier. É carioca, mede 1,65m, pesa 508 quilos e veste manequim 44&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;. (&lt;b&gt;Manchete&lt;/b&gt;, 18/06/1960)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-icTe8EQUUjM/TskIrTuAetI/AAAAAAAAS8M/sZz2dRJ8oKk/s1600/dirce4-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-icTe8EQUUjM/TskIrTuAetI/AAAAAAAAS8M/sZz2dRJ8oKk/s400/dirce4-1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: blue;"&gt;D&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;irce Machado &lt;/b&gt;entre as 8 finalistas do Miss Guanabara 1960. Da esquerda para a direita: &lt;b&gt;Elvira Bela Grubel&lt;/b&gt; (Miss Jacarepaguá, oitava colocada), &lt;b&gt;Martha Vieira Angermann&lt;/b&gt; (Miss Fluminense, sexto lugar); &lt;b&gt;Dirce Machado&lt;/b&gt; (Miss Renascença, quarta colocada); &lt;b&gt;Maria Helena Thomé&lt;/b&gt; (Miss Uruguai Clube, segundo lugar); &lt;b&gt;Gina Macpherson&lt;/b&gt; (Miss Botafogo, primeira colocada); &lt;b&gt;Shyrley da Silva Carneiro&lt;/b&gt; (Miss Grajaú, terceiro lugar);&lt;b&gt; Elenita Teixeira Lôbo&lt;/b&gt; (Miss Marã, quinta colocada); e &lt;b&gt;Sônia Brasil Pinto&lt;/b&gt; (Miss Vasco da Gama, sétimo lugar). ***** (&lt;b&gt;O Cruzeiro&lt;/b&gt;, 18/06/1960)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;EPÍLOGO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aj4S-INlv3Q/TskJD4nydFI/AAAAAAAAS8U/1NjKlADEkCo/s1600/dirce3-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aj4S-INlv3Q/TskJD4nydFI/AAAAAAAAS8U/1NjKlADEkCo/s400/dirce3-1.jpg" width="97" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Há um ano, ouvi uma figura influente dizer que não adiantava mandar uma negra para disputar um título de Miss, pois o preconceito existia. Imagine isso em 1960 ! Aplausos, mil aplausos para &lt;b&gt;Dirce Machado&lt;/b&gt;, Miss Renascença 1960, que tanto contribuiu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;para elevar a auto-estima de milhares de jovens negras, num tempo em que racismo não dava cadeia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;*****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&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/3743835499135001790-2649610884285652418?l=passarelacultural.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passarelacultural.blogspot.com/feeds/2649610884285652418/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3743835499135001790&amp;postID=2649610884285652418' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3743835499135001790/posts/default/2649610884285652418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3743835499135001790/posts/default/2649610884285652418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passarelacultural.blogspot.com/2011/11/pausas-na-passarela_20.html' title='SESSÃO NOSTALGIA - DIRCE MACHADO, MISS RENASCENÇA 1960'/><author><name>DASLAN MELO LIMA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16900312641852855709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Uic6oP60Kbo/TonvsXqJfbI/AAAAAAAASYI/90YVZNiFLTc/s220/daslansite.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WI4aOPhYA9Y/TskIJOK_imI/AAAAAAAAS78/gdrgWbjF6vY/s72-c/dirce1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3743835499135001790.post-3310195857019961265</id><published>2011-11-12T12:13:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T12:43:06.440-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Timbaúba'/><title type='text'>É PRECISO TODA UMA ALDEIA PARA EDUCAR UMA CRIANÇA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ft5CAiG6teE/Tr7W1iQH7TI/AAAAAAAAS4g/8Da4MFRdE-c/s1600/marianaespecial.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ft5CAiG6teE/Tr7W1iQH7TI/AAAAAAAAS4g/8Da4MFRdE-c/s400/marianaespecial.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Timbaúba-PE) - A equipe da Escola Estadual Mariana Ferreira Lima, no bairro de Timbaubinha, está radiante. Motivo: no próximo ano, os alunos do ensino fundamental terão o privilégio de estudar em tempo integral. ***** Saiba mais na secção "De Timbaúba Para o Mundo."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rsUeMvifU04/Tr7YvYCfc5I/AAAAAAAAS44/X1v2LyGYMoA/s1600/marianaespecial1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rsUeMvifU04/Tr7YvYCfc5I/AAAAAAAAS44/X1v2LyGYMoA/s400/marianaespecial1.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i style="color: blue;"&gt;"É preciso toda uma aldeia para educar uma criança"&lt;/i&gt;,&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b style="color: blue;"&gt;diz um provérbio africano. Hoje, mais do que nunca, educar é um compromisso não apenas da escola, mas uma atitude que deve nortear as ações de todo cidadão comprometido com a contrução de um mundo melhor. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;*****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&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/3743835499135001790-3310195857019961265?l=passarelacultural.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passarelacultural.blogspot.com/feeds/3310195857019961265/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3743835499135001790&amp;postID=3310195857019961265' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3743835499135001790/posts/default/3310195857019961265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3743835499135001790/posts/default/3310195857019961265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passarelacultural.blogspot.com/2011/11/capa_12.html' title='É PRECISO TODA UMA ALDEIA PARA EDUCAR UMA CRIANÇA'/><author><name>DASLAN MELO LIMA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16900312641852855709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Uic6oP60Kbo/TonvsXqJfbI/AAAAAAAASYI/90YVZNiFLTc/s220/daslansite.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ft5CAiG6teE/Tr7W1iQH7TI/AAAAAAAAS4g/8Da4MFRdE-c/s72-c/marianaespecial.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3743835499135001790.post-1072915608782371408</id><published>2011-11-12T12:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T05:44:41.662-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crônicas de Daslan Melo Lima'/><title type='text'>CRÔNICAS DE DASLAN MELO LIMA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;AI SE EU TE PEGO &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Daslan Melo Lima&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i style="color: blue;"&gt;Nossa!  Nossa! / Assim você me mata! &amp;nbsp;/ Ai se eu te pego! / Ai, ai, se eu te  pego! / Delícia! Delícia! / Assim você me mata! / Ai se eu te pego! /  Ai, ai, se eu te pego!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 8.5pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 8.5pt;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Peço  perdão aos meus leitores mais conservadores, mas confesso que gosto da  sensualidade que emana dos versos dessa música que atravessou as  fronteiras brasileiras através da voz de Michel Teló.&amp;nbsp;Os jovens de &amp;nbsp;hoje  desconhecem a repressão sofrida pelos rapazes e moças da minha geração.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;  Na minha juventude, garotos e garotas, principalmente os meninos,  tinham de se policiar a todo momento, pois bastava um rebolado sutil, um  leve balançar de quadris, para sermos estigmatizados como integrantes  da &lt;i&gt;juventude transviada&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Nossa! Nossa! / Assim você me mata! &amp;nbsp;/ Ai se eu te pego! / Ai, ai, se eu te pego! / &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 8.5pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="mso-special-character: line-break;" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Acredito  que “Ai se eu te pego” vai ser uma das músicas mais tocadas do carnaval  deste ano. Espero ouvi-la nos poucos e selecionados focos de folia em  que irei comparecer, a fim de, com sabedoria, permitir que o garoto  tímido que um dia eu fui entre na sintonia de outra realidade.  Distanciado dos amores impossíveis e proibidos de ontem, e aberto para  viver com equilíbrio os amores possíveis e permitidos de hoje, cantarei e  dancarei a música do Michel Tolé. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i style="color: blue;"&gt;Delícia! Delícia! / Assim você me mata! / Ai se eu te pego! / Ai, ai, se eu te pego!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 8.5pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 8.5pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="mso-special-character: line-break;" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;*****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;DIANTE DO PORTO DE CABEDELO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Daslan Melo Lima&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Sou um homem de poucas viagens pelo Planeta Terra.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Sou um homem de muitas viagens para dentro de mim.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dni1q7mhtwI/TwhF1N8WerI/AAAAAAAATkc/8f_9mkKOxeY/s1600/daslancabedelo1.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dni1q7mhtwI/TwhF1N8WerI/AAAAAAAATkc/8f_9mkKOxeY/s320/daslancabedelo1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Diante do Porto de Cabedelo, Paraíba, tenho plena consciência que não  preciso de nenhum navio. Os meus pensamentos podem me levar para  qualquer mar. Estou preparado para administrar as tempestades dos meus  mares interiores.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KEZCE7QqKuo/TwhHCP8Iz4I/AAAAAAAATkk/UNlfu085Od8/s1600/daslancabedelo3.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KEZCE7QqKuo/TwhHCP8Iz4I/AAAAAAAATkk/UNlfu085Od8/s320/daslancabedelo3.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Aprendi a equilibrar a minha embarcação e sigo em frente, eterno aprendiz em todos os portos que Deus colocar na minha rota.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Cabedelo-PB, janeiro de 2012.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;***** &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;VELHO ANO NOVO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Daslan Melo Lima&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Final de 2011. Sensação de algo morrendo em mim e ao redor de mim.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Talvez seja por conta da última folha de dezembro que logo mais destacarei do calendário.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;  &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Final de 2011. Sensação de algo nascendo ao redor de mim.  Talvez seja a vibração positiva do vento, ou os anjos invisíveis que  estão dançando para saudar o novo ano.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;  &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Final de 2011. Morro um pouco com ele, como tantas vezes  morri nos finais dos anos que se foram, para sempre se foram.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  Final de 2011. Renascerei um pouco em 2012, como tantas vezes renasci  nos inícios dos anos que se foram, para sempre se foram.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;***** &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ALGUMAS LÁGRIMAS CONTENTES&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Daslan Melo Lima&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Ganhei &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;vários  presentes de Natal, entre eles um do meu amigo Dido Borges, de São  Vicente Férrer-PE, um&amp;nbsp; cd de Clara Nunes (1942-1983), reprodução do  vinil &lt;i&gt;Claridade&lt;/i&gt;, de 1975, que tem a canção "Que Seja Bem Feliz", do Cartola (1908-1980).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Se   bom pra você for, / pode partir, amor. / E que seja feliz / e muito  bem  feliz. /// Que Deus e a natureza, / as aves nos seus ninhos, / as   flores pela estrada / perfumem todos os caminhos. &amp;nbsp;/// Eu aqui ficarei. /   Por você rezarei / todas as tardes /ao bater Ave-Maria. /// Que seja   bem feliz / e leve-me na mente. / Que cresçam suas glórias / e as minhas   lágrimas contentes.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  Muito  mais que poesia, a canção é uma verdadeira  oração. Imagine você  saber  que está perdendo um grande amor e, no lugar  de ficar  desesperado,  pede&amp;nbsp; a Deus para que ele seja feliz e muito  bem feliz.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  Um  pouco de melancolia teima em se instalar em nossos corações nestas   festividades de Natal e Ano Novo. Se isso acontecer, devido a certo   alguém que um dia se foi, qualquer que tenha sido a circunstância,   imagine que ele esteja feliz. Reze. Imagine que ele tem você na mente.   Reze, peça a Deus que cresça suas glórias, ponha um sorriso no rosto e   deixe escapar algumas lágrimas contentes.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;_____&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Timbaúba-PE, antevéspera do Natal de 2011&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;---------&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ouça Clara Nunes interpretando “Que seja bem feliz”,&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/goog_671322379"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZDUK_h5lDk4"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZDUK_h5lDk4&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;*****&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;UM PRESENTE DE NATAL PARA ROSA CALDAS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Daslan Melo Lima&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  Lembro-me de um dezembro de um tempo que se foi, para sempre se foi.  &amp;nbsp;Minha prima Rosa (Maria Rosângela Silva Caldas) chegou à minha casa e  pediu-me que lhe desse de presente um livro infantil que fazia parte da  minha coleção de publicações infantis. Tratava-se de &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Lady&lt;/i&gt;, de Walt Disney, que falava de uma linda cachorrinha rica, uma &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;dama&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp; que se apaixonava por &lt;i&gt;Travesso&lt;/i&gt;, um &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;vira-lata&lt;/i&gt;, um &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;vagabundo&lt;/i&gt;.  
