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arrivare.....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7248705597390148173-337409390254740061?l=alesorriso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alesorriso.blogspot.com/feeds/337409390254740061/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7248705597390148173&amp;postID=337409390254740061&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7248705597390148173/posts/default/337409390254740061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7248705597390148173/posts/default/337409390254740061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alesorriso.blogspot.com/2008/10/lavori-in-corso.html' title='Lavori 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Signore,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;ma non userò parole…mi servirò del dono che tu stesso mi hai donato,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;di quel talento che si esprime al posto mio e chiede solo di essere ascoltato..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;un talento che si muove nel silenzio e che nel silenzio troverà espansione,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;da un pianissimo a un crescendo…&lt;br /&gt;da una preghiera sussurrata ad un urlo a piena voce..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;dal suono di un unico strumento alla sinfonia di un’orchestra intera.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Se la musica, Signore, è il mio talento, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;se questo è il dono tuo per menon mi occorre altro per parlarti.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Da ogni nota ti giungerà un messaggio, una richiesta, un grazie, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;un grido di doloree in una nota che potrà sembrarti vuota troverai &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;quello che ho da dirti equello che ho da darti.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;La musica ha solo sette note, ma sono bastate per le grandi operee &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;da quelle sette note, basse, alte o anche stonate,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;volerà a te la mia preghiera. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Quando incontrerò una pausa mi fermerò a pensarti e alla nota successiva &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;continuerò a suonare per pregarti ancora.&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/7248705597390148173-258624771464690283?l=alesorriso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alesorriso.blogspot.com/feeds/258624771464690283/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qSz-ddbHm2I/TvcXJXDzo3I/AAAAAAAAAbA/2c1Ofvls1xU/s220/Briciola%2Be%2Bla%2Bbici.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7248705597390148173.post-8166524453655021037</id><published>2008-02-15T11:10:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T11:27:13.689+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Tanti Auguri ad Alex</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N2db5Eilly8/R7Vo7HmurjI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/KW8ZmWZKjC4/s1600-h/TortaCompleanno.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167151512340573746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N2db5Eilly8/R7Vo7HmurjI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/KW8ZmWZKjC4/s320/TortaCompleanno.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N2db5Eilly8/R7Vlv3muriI/AAAAAAAAAOI/8lRN2TTgmhg/s1600-h/Alex.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167148020532162082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N2db5Eilly8/R7Vlv3muriI/AAAAAAAAAOI/8lRN2TTgmhg/s320/Alex.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;TANTI AUGURI AD ALEX!!!!!&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/7248705597390148173-8166524453655021037?l=alesorriso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alesorriso.blogspot.com/feeds/8166524453655021037/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7248705597390148173&amp;postID=8166524453655021037&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7248705597390148173/posts/default/8166524453655021037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7248705597390148173/posts/default/8166524453655021037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alesorriso.blogspot.com/2008/02/tanti-auguri-ad-alex.html' title='Tanti Auguri ad Alex'/><author><name>Alessandra</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qSz-ddbHm2I/TvcXJXDzo3I/AAAAAAAAAbA/2c1Ofvls1xU/s220/Briciola%2Be%2Bla%2Bbici.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N2db5Eilly8/R7Vo7HmurjI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/KW8ZmWZKjC4/s72-c/TortaCompleanno.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7248705597390148173.post-3648796150461585863</id><published>2008-01-10T18:46:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T18:50:46.026+01:00</updated><title type='text'>La Compagnia "A piedi scalzi".</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;La Compagnia "A piedi scalzi".&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Domenica 20 gennaio 2008 alle ore 15:30 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;verrà rappresentato a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;S. Giorgio in Brenta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lo spettacolo &lt;strong&gt;"&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;In fondo al cuore&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;C'era una volta una giovane sirenetta di nome Ariel &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;a&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;lla ricerca del suo amato...&lt;br /&gt;Un bel giorno nuotando verso la superficie &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;notò un giovane umano di nome Eric, e da quel giorno la sua vita cambiò...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uno spettacolo divertente che fa sorridere grandi e piccini,&lt;br /&gt;tanti i colpi di scena, tante le coreografie,&lt;br /&gt;ed una scenografia tutta da scoprire!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Non potete mancare!&lt;br /&gt;Vi aspettiamo tutti numerosi!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N2db5Eilly8/R3vXZHsQOzI/AAAAAAAAANw/FiMbbYC0x5I/s72-c/glitter10yb8.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7248705597390148173.post-6082686806064910741</id><published>2007-12-18T18:18:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T18:20:03.769+01:00</updated><title type='text'>IO CI STO!!</title><content type='html'>IO CI STO!!&lt;br /&gt;Vi lancio una sfida..nel mondo dei blog siamo numerosi&lt;br /&gt;però possiamo riuscirci a far girare un messaggio a tutti...&lt;br /&gt;è per una causa buonissimaANTIPEDOFILIA!&lt;br /&gt;Perchè episodi su TANTI BAMBINI siano solo un brutto ricordo per tutti.&lt;br /&gt;Daremo un segnale...CREDIAMOCI INSIEME!&lt;br /&gt;Ricopiate sul vostro blog questo stralcio e&lt;br /&gt;vediamo quanti di noi riescono realmente a dar vita a questa campagna e,&lt;br /&gt;dopo averlo copiato aggiungete la vostra firma..come dire IO CI STO!!!!Rudy.Goten77.Phenomena.VioletLady.-V-.Alesorriso&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7248705597390148173-6082686806064910741?l=alesorriso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alesorriso.blogspot.com/feeds/6082686806064910741/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7248705597390148173&amp;postID=6082686806064910741&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7248705597390148173/posts/default/6082686806064910741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7248705597390148173/posts/default/6082686806064910741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alesorriso.blogspot.com/2007/12/io-ci-sto.html' title='IO CI STO!!'/><author><name>Alessandra</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qSz-ddbHm2I/TvcXJXDzo3I/AAAAAAAAAbA/2c1Ofvls1xU/s220/Briciola%2Be%2Bla%2Bbici.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7248705597390148173.post-144200515522404096</id><published>2007-12-10T19:13:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T19:17:15.983+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Fra poco...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N2db5Eilly8/R12CLgO2oPI/AAAAAAAAANI/Ehnr1uiP6bs/s1600-h/natale2003.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142409483669381362" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N2db5Eilly8/R12CLgO2oPI/AAAAAAAAANI/Ehnr1uiP6bs/s320/natale2003.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fra poco...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Buon Natale e&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Buone Feste!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;baci baci....!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7248705597390148173-144200515522404096?l=alesorriso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alesorriso.blogspot.com/feeds/144200515522404096/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7248705597390148173&amp;postID=144200515522404096&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7248705597390148173/posts/default/144200515522404096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7248705597390148173/posts/default/144200515522404096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7248705597390148173-1024967919310626808?l=alesorriso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alesorriso.blogspot.com/feeds/1024967919310626808/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7248705597390148173&amp;postID=1024967919310626808&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7248705597390148173/posts/default/1024967919310626808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7248705597390148173/posts/default/1024967919310626808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alesorriso.blogspot.com/2007/11/oscar-wilde.html' title='Oscar Wilde'/><author><name>Alessandra</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qSz-ddbHm2I/TvcXJXDzo3I/AAAAAAAAAbA/2c1Ofvls1xU/s220/Briciola%2Be%2Bla%2Bbici.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7248705597390148173.post-5927907613899561849</id><published>2007-11-28T15:28:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T15:31:17.816+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Coraggio dell'Amore</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dammi il supremo coraggio dell'Amore,&lt;br /&gt;questa è la mia preghiera,&lt;br /&gt;coraggio di parlare,&lt;br /&gt;di agire, di soffrire,&lt;br /&gt;di lasciare tutte le cose,&lt;br /&gt;o di essere lasciato solo.&lt;br /&gt;Temperami con incarichi rischiosi,&lt;br /&gt;onorami con il dolore,&lt;br /&gt;e aiutami ad alzarmi ogni volta che cadrò.&lt;br /&gt;Dammi la suprema certezza nell'amore,&lt;br /&gt;e dell'amore,&lt;br /&gt;questa è la mia preghiera,&lt;br /&gt;la certezza che appartiene alla vita nella morte,&lt;br /&gt;alla vittoria nella sconfitta,&lt;br /&gt;alla potenza nascosta nella più fragile bellezza,&lt;br /&gt;che accetta l'offesa,&lt;br /&gt;ma disdegna di ripagarla con l'offesa.&lt;br /&gt;Dammi la forza di amare&lt;br /&gt;sempre e ad ogni costo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7248705597390148173-5927907613899561849?l=alesorriso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alesorriso.blogspot.com/feeds/5927907613899561849/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7248705597390148173&amp;postID=5927907613899561849&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7248705597390148173/posts/default/5927907613899561849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7248705597390148173/posts/default/5927907613899561849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alesorriso.blogspot.com/2007/11/coraggio-dellamore.html' title='Coraggio dell&apos;Amore'/><author><name>Alessandra</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qSz-ddbHm2I/TvcXJXDzo3I/AAAAAAAAAbA/2c1Ofvls1xU/s220/Briciola%2Be%2Bla%2Bbici.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7248705597390148173.post-1227674523012455137</id><published>2007-11-28T15:24:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T15:28:43.622+01:00</updated><title type='text'>ASPETTA...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;La vita è fatta di priorità…&lt;br /&gt;trova la tua priorità più grande e vivi per quella priorità,&lt;br /&gt;altrimenti perderai per strada l’essenziale,&lt;br /&gt;inseguendo false chimere portate dal tempo.&lt;br /&gt;Prendi in mano la tua vita e vivila nel profondo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Corri corri a perdifiato contro la corrente che trascina,&lt;br /&gt;infrangi la marea di chi ti porta in giù, distruggi le barriere dell’indifferenza,&lt;br /&gt;sorridi a chi non sa che la vita non si ferma MAI!&lt;br /&gt;Anche nei giorni tristi la vita è amore, anche tra le bufere la vita è amore,&lt;br /&gt;tutta la vita è un dono canta per lei, canta per lei…”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Così intona una canzone che tanto porti nel cuore,&lt;br /&gt;non devi aver paura di fermarti un attimo ad aspettare… ASPETTA,&lt;br /&gt;prenditi il tuo tempo, il tuo tempo non è quello della fretta,&lt;br /&gt;della rabbia o della paura, se hai una difficoltà.. siediti,&lt;br /&gt;fai silenzio intorno a te e dentro di te,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;una dolce musica giungerà al tuo orecchio: è la CONSAPEVOLEZZA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7248705597390148173-1227674523012455137?l=alesorriso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alesorriso.blogspot.com/feeds/1227674523012455137/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7248705597390148173&amp;postID=1227674523012455137&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7248705597390148173/posts/default/1227674523012455137'/><link 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10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N2db5Eilly8/R0MFSKvH_9I/AAAAAAAAANA/wI-mhwdtcoo/s320/hi-ho.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7248705597390148173-4625477423922217820?l=alesorriso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alesorriso.blogspot.com/feeds/4625477423922217820/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7248705597390148173&amp;postID=4625477423922217820&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7248705597390148173/posts/default/4625477423922217820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7248705597390148173/posts/default/4625477423922217820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alesorriso.blogspot.com/2007/11/frase-del-giorno.html' title='Frase del giorno....'/><author><name>Alessandra</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qSz-ddbHm2I/TvcXJXDzo3I/AAAAAAAAAbA/2c1Ofvls1xU/s220/Briciola%2Be%2Bla%2Bbici.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N2db5Eilly8/R0MFSKvH_9I/AAAAAAAAANA/wI-mhwdtcoo/s72-c/hi-ho.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7248705597390148173.post-1527148583964043324</id><published>2007-11-11T15:59:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T16:01:23.470+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Buon Compleanno</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N2db5Eilly8/RzcZF-n_ilI/AAAAAAAAAM4/YvEAnsLhwtQ/s1600-h/Michela.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131597890912750162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N2db5Eilly8/RzcZF-n_ilI/AAAAAAAAAM4/YvEAnsLhwtQ/s320/Michela.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11 Novembre 2007&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tanti Auguri a Michela&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Buon Compleanno!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7248705597390148173-1527148583964043324?l=alesorriso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N2db5Eilly8/RzcZF-n_ilI/AAAAAAAAAM4/YvEAnsLhwtQ/s72-c/Michela.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7248705597390148173.post-8371444758813440903</id><published>2007-11-11T15:53:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T15:59:37.325+01:00</updated><title type='text'>DOLCE DI SAN MARTINO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N2db5Eilly8/RzcYaun_ikI/AAAAAAAAAMw/Jn14Gtr852E/s1600-h/Giorgia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131597147883407938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N2db5Eilly8/RzcYaun_ikI/AAAAAAAAAMw/Jn14Gtr852E/s320/Giorgia.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N2db5Eilly8/RzcYUen_ijI/AAAAAAAAAMo/uVTnZTWBUxU/s1600-h/Ale.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131597040509225522" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N2db5Eilly8/RzcYUen_ijI/AAAAAAAAAMo/uVTnZTWBUxU/s320/Ale.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N2db5Eilly8/RzcYGOn_iiI/AAAAAAAAAMg/fIk3at4D7AY/s1600-h/BodyPart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131596795696089634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N2db5Eilly8/RzcYGOn_iiI/AAAAAAAAAMg/fIk3at4D7AY/s320/BodyPart.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N2db5Eilly8/RzcX8On_ihI/AAAAAAAAAMY/2m1U0uS8zFc/s1600-h/BodyPart2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131596623897397778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N2db5Eilly8/RzcX8On_ihI/AAAAAAAAAMY/2m1U0uS8zFc/s320/BodyPart2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ecco qui il dolce di san martino &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;preparato dalla nostra Giorgia in occasione del compleannno di &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alessandro e per la Fiera di San Martino!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tanti Auguri ad Aelssandro e Complimenti a Giorgia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/7248705597390148173-8371444758813440903?l=alesorriso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alesorriso.blogspot.com/feeds/8371444758813440903/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7248705597390148173&amp;postID=8371444758813440903&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7248705597390148173/posts/default/8371444758813440903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7248705597390148173/posts/default/8371444758813440903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alesorriso.blogspot.com/2007/11/dolce-di-san-martino.html' title='DOLCE DI SAN MARTINO'/><author><name>Alessandra</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qSz-ddbHm2I/TvcXJXDzo3I/AAAAAAAAAbA/2c1Ofvls1xU/s220/Briciola%2Be%2Bla%2Bbici.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N2db5Eilly8/RzcYaun_ikI/AAAAAAAAAMw/Jn14Gtr852E/s72-c/Giorgia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7248705597390148173.post-6878892563507061560</id><published>2007-11-05T18:15:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T18:28:49.920+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Tutti a Teatro!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N2db5Eilly8/Ry9SLZcrNUI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/lRo9I1XKZVE/s1600-h/apiediscalzi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129408856361481538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N2db5Eilly8/Ry9SLZcrNUI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/lRo9I1XKZVE/s320/apiediscalzi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;SABATO 17 NOVEMBRE 2007 ore 20:45 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nel Teatro di S. Giorgio in Bosco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;la Compagnia &lt;strong&gt;A PIEDI SCALZI di Piazzola sul Brenta&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;presenterà lo spettacolo "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In fondo al cuore"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Ariel la sirenetta si innamora di Eric, un umano, ma purtroppo Tritone non vuole acconsentire il fidanzamento dei due... Riuscirà la nostra amica a convincere il padre che Eric è il ragazzo giusto per lei??? Scopritelo seguendo la sua avventura sparsa nei mari e nella terra, nell'antico paese di Fiabiful!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;Vi aspettiamo numerosi!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7248705597390148173-6878892563507061560?l=alesorriso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alesorriso.blogspot.com/feeds/6878892563507061560/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7248705597390148173&amp;postID=6878892563507061560&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7248705597390148173/posts/default/6878892563507061560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7248705597390148173/posts/default/6878892563507061560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alesorriso.blogspot.com/2007/11/tutti-teatro.html' title='Tutti a Teatro!!!'/><author><name>Alessandra</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qSz-ddbHm2I/TvcXJXDzo3I/AAAAAAAAAbA/2c1Ofvls1xU/s220/Briciola%2Be%2Bla%2Bbici.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N2db5Eilly8/Ry9SLZcrNUI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/lRo9I1XKZVE/s72-c/apiediscalzi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7248705597390148173.post-7668846469557956723</id><published>2007-10-12T18:24:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T18:55:56.731+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Comunicare</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N2db5Eilly8/Rw-0237YTwI/AAAAAAAAAL4/cRHurc1cgsI/s1600-h/ascolto_0.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120510156162486018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N2db5Eilly8/Rw-0237YTwI/AAAAAAAAAL4/cRHurc1cgsI/s320/ascolto_0.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N2db5Eilly8/Rw-0QX7YTvI/AAAAAAAAALw/gmpfiUd2hkg/s1600-h/ascolto_0.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Mantenere una &lt;strong&gt;comunicazione&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;centrata sull'altro &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;non è naturale: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;solo se questo &lt;strong&gt;atteggiamento&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;è &lt;strong&gt;diventato&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;scelta&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;può diventare possibile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ascoltare&lt;/strong&gt; non è prestare l'orecchio,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;è farsi condurre là dove la parola&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;dell'altro conduce.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;E se poi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;da parte dell'altro c'è &lt;strong&gt;silenzio&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;è farsi portare là dove quel silezio conduce.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;In questo silenzio è dato reperire,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;per chi ha uno &lt;strong&gt;sguardo forte e&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;osa guardare&lt;/strong&gt; in faccia al dolore, la verità,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;avvertita dal nostro cuore &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;e sepolta dalle nostre parole.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Questa &lt;strong&gt;verità&lt;/strong&gt;, che si annuncia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;nel volto di pietra &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;di chi soffre psicologicamente,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;tace per non confondersi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;con le altre parole.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&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/7248705597390148173-7668846469557956723?l=alesorriso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alesorriso.blogspot.com/feeds/7668846469557956723/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7248705597390148173&amp;postID=7668846469557956723&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7248705597390148173/posts/default/7668846469557956723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7248705597390148173/posts/default/7668846469557956723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alesorriso.blogspot.com/2007/10/comunicare.html' title='Comunicare'/><author><name>Alessandra</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qSz-ddbHm2I/TvcXJXDzo3I/AAAAAAAAAbA/2c1Ofvls1xU/s220/Briciola%2Be%2Bla%2Bbici.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N2db5Eilly8/Rw-0237YTwI/AAAAAAAAAL4/cRHurc1cgsI/s72-c/ascolto_0.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7248705597390148173.post-2119409380020969609</id><published>2007-09-29T13:01:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T13:18:05.503+01:00</updated><title type='text'>La Scatola dei Biscotti</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N2db5Eilly8/Rv5Ca37YTuI/AAAAAAAAALo/7koerCDJIaM/s1600-h/biscotti1.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115599256196501218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N2db5Eilly8/Rv5Ca37YTuI/AAAAAAAAALo/7koerCDJIaM/s400/biscotti1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N2db5Eilly8/Rv5BD37YTtI/AAAAAAAAALg/nZ50z7DZIDY/s1600-h/Mani-contingo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115597761547882194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N2db5Eilly8/Rv5BD37YTtI/AAAAAAAAALg/nZ50z7DZIDY/s400/Mani-contingo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Una ragazza stava aspettando il suo volo in una sala d'attesa di un grande aeroporto.&lt;br /&gt;Dato che avrebbe dovuto aspettare per molto tempo, decise di comprare un libro per ammazzare il tempo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comprò anche un pacchetto di biscotti. Si sedette nella sala VIP per stare più tranquilla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accanto a lei c'era la sedia con i biscotti e dall'altro lato un signore che stava leggendo il giornale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando lei cominciò a prendere il primo biscotto, anche l'uomo ne prese uno, lei si sentì indignata ma non disse nulla e continuò a leggere il suo libro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tra sé pensò "Ma tu guarda se solo avessi un po' più di coraggio gli avrei già dato un pugno ..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Così ogni volta che lei prendeva un biscotto, l'uomo accanto a lei, senza fare un minimo cenno ne prendeva uno anche lui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continuarono fino a che non rimase solo un biscotto e la donna pensò " Ah, adesso voglio proprio vedere&lt;br /&gt;cosa mi dice quando saranno finiti tutti!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L'uomo prese l'ultimo biscotto e lo divise a metà !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ah, questo è troppo" pensò e cominciò a sbuffare e indignata si prese le sue cose, il libro e la sua borsa e si incamminò verso l'uscita della sala d' attesa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando si sentì un po' meglio e la rabbia era passata, si sedette su una sedia lungo il corridoio per non attirare troppo l'attenzione ed evitare altri dispiaceri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chiuse il libro e aprì la borsa per infilarlo dentro quando ... nell' aprirla vide che il pacchetto di biscotti era ancora tutto intero nel suo interno.&lt;br /&gt;Sentì tanta vergogna e capì solo in quel momento che il pacchetto di biscotti uguale al suo era di quell'uomo seduto accanto a lei che però aveva diviso i suoi biscotti senza sentirsi indignato, nervoso o superiore, al contrario di lei che aveva sbuffato e addirittura si sentiva ferita nell'orgoglio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MORALE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quante volte nella nostra vita mangeremo o avremo mangiato i "biscotti"di un altro senza saperlo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prima di arrivare ad una conclusione affrettata e prima di pensare male delle persone, guarda attentamente le cose, molto spesso non sono come sembrano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esistono quattro cose nella vita che non si RECUPERANO:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Una pietra dopo averla lanciata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Una parola dopo averla detta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un' opportunità dopo averla persa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Il tempo dopo che è passato...&lt;/span&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/7248705597390148173-2119409380020969609?l=alesorriso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alesorriso.blogspot.com/feeds/2119409380020969609/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7248705597390148173&amp;postID=2119409380020969609&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7248705597390148173/posts/default/2119409380020969609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7248705597390148173/posts/default/2119409380020969609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alesorriso.blogspot.com/2007/09/la-scatola-dei-biscotti.html' title='La Scatola dei Biscotti'/><author><name>Alessandra</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qSz-ddbHm2I/TvcXJXDzo3I/AAAAAAAAAbA/2c1Ofvls1xU/s220/Briciola%2Be%2Bla%2Bbici.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N2db5Eilly8/Rv5Ca37YTuI/AAAAAAAAALo/7koerCDJIaM/s72-c/biscotti1.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7248705597390148173.post-3078026899024234495</id><published>2007-09-20T11:17:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T11:21:38.132+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Colori nel vento</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N2db5Eilly8/RvJJpussQ2I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/98qf9jW_gsU/s1600-h/aquiloni.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112229508277879650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N2db5Eilly8/RvJJpussQ2I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/98qf9jW_gsU/s400/aquiloni.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N2db5Eilly8/RvJI_ussQ1I/AAAAAAAAAJs/HsA6-uhAxOw/s1600-h/aquiloni.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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/7248705597390148173-3078026899024234495?l=alesorriso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alesorriso.blogspot.com/feeds/3078026899024234495/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7248705597390148173&amp;postID=3078026899024234495&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7248705597390148173/posts/default/3078026899024234495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7248705597390148173/posts/default/3078026899024234495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alesorriso.blogspot.com/2007/09/colori-nel-vento30-settembre-2007.html' title='Colori nel vento'/><author><name>Alessandra</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qSz-ddbHm2I/TvcXJXDzo3I/AAAAAAAAAbA/2c1Ofvls1xU/s220/Briciola%2Be%2Bla%2Bbici.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N2db5Eilly8/RvJJpussQ2I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/98qf9jW_gsU/s72-c/aquiloni.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7248705597390148173.post-7410445951547162685</id><published>2007-09-19T19:12:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T19:19:11.814+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Evviva Nonna Pina</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N2db5Eilly8/RvFnCOssQ0I/AAAAAAAAAJk/uiuf9rfEH_Y/s1600-h/Photo39_36.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111980340045169474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N2db5Eilly8/RvFnCOssQ0I/AAAAAAAAAJk/uiuf9rfEH_Y/s320/Photo39_36.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Il 23 settembre 2007  &lt;div&gt;Nonna-Bisnonna Pina &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;festeggerà con tutti i suoi parenti&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ben &lt;strong&gt;103 anni&lt;/strong&gt;!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aspettando domenica...evviva la nonna Pina!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7248705597390148173-7410445951547162685?l=alesorriso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alesorriso.blogspot.com/feeds/7410445951547162685/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7248705597390148173&amp;postID=7410445951547162685&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7248705597390148173/posts/default/7410445951547162685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7248705597390148173/posts/default/7410445951547162685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alesorriso.blogspot.com/2007/09/evviva-nonna-pina.html' title='Evviva Nonna Pina'/><author><name>Alessandra</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qSz-ddbHm2I/TvcXJXDzo3I/AAAAAAAAAbA/2c1Ofvls1xU/s220/Briciola%2Be%2Bla%2Bbici.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N2db5Eilly8/RvFnCOssQ0I/AAAAAAAAAJk/uiuf9rfEH_Y/s72-c/Photo39_36.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7248705597390148173.post-1898239843177869429</id><published>2007-08-21T17:02:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T17:02:55.545+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Ale caduta</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/jBkVJirklWU' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/jBkVJirklWU'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ale cade come un pero saltando un fosso&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7248705597390148173-1898239843177869429?l=alesorriso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alesorriso.blogspot.com/feeds/1898239843177869429/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7248705597390148173&amp;postID=1898239843177869429&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7248705597390148173/posts/default/1898239843177869429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7248705597390148173/posts/default/1898239843177869429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alesorriso.blogspot.com/2007/08/ale-caduta.html' title='Ale caduta'/><author><name>Alessandra</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qSz-ddbHm2I/TvcXJXDzo3I/AAAAAAAAAbA/2c1Ofvls1xU/s220/Briciola%2Be%2Bla%2Bbici.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7248705597390148173.post-3597314542834650300</id><published>2007-08-21T15:46:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T15:48:47.076+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Nutella del Giglio</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N2db5Eilly8/Rsr7G_hBZKI/AAAAAAAAAJc/KfsahDfwdMI/s1600-h/31072007207.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101165625498231970" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N2db5Eilly8/Rsr7G_hBZKI/AAAAAAAAAJc/KfsahDfwdMI/s320/31072007207.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;evviva la nutella!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7248705597390148173-3597314542834650300?l=alesorriso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alesorriso.blogspot.com/feeds/3597314542834650300/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7248705597390148173&amp;postID=3597314542834650300&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7248705597390148173/posts/default/3597314542834650300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7248705597390148173/posts/default/3597314542834650300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alesorriso.blogspot.com/2007/08/nutella-del-giglio.html' title='Nutella del Giglio'/><author><name>Alessandra</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qSz-ddbHm2I/TvcXJXDzo3I/AAAAAAAAAbA/2c1Ofvls1xU/s220/Briciola%2Be%2Bla%2Bbici.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N2db5Eilly8/Rsr7G_hBZKI/AAAAAAAAAJc/KfsahDfwdMI/s72-c/31072007207.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7248705597390148173.post-2703114503396684277</id><published>2007-07-21T21:02:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T16:41:32.176+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Aggiornamento</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N2db5Eilly8/RqJnDQpUjZI/AAAAAAAAAI0/i0LIShdkA_4/s1600-h/diddle008b.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089743834587630994" style="WIDTH: 174px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 262px" height="279" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N2db5Eilly8/RqJnDQpUjZI/AAAAAAAAAI0/i0LIShdkA_4/s320/diddle008b.gif" width="210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ho aggiornato un po'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;il blog dell'AC di piazzola...!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/7248705597390148173-2703114503396684277?l=alesorriso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alesorriso.blogspot.com/feeds/2703114503396684277/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7248705597390148173&amp;postID=2703114503396684277&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7248705597390148173/posts/default/2703114503396684277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7248705597390148173/posts/default/2703114503396684277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alesorriso.blogspot.com/2007/07/ho-aggiornato-un-po-il-blog-dellac-di.html' title='Aggiornamento'/><author><name>Alessandra</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qSz-ddbHm2I/TvcXJXDzo3I/AAAAAAAAAbA/2c1Ofvls1xU/s220/Briciola%2Be%2Bla%2Bbici.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N2db5Eilly8/RqJnDQpUjZI/AAAAAAAAAI0/i0LIShdkA_4/s72-c/diddle008b.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7248705597390148173.post-8541580627100411825</id><published>2007-07-17T13:33:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T13:45:30.408+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Una scimmia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N2db5Eilly8/Rpy5mZU4lRI/AAAAAAAAAIU/UqEEfLN7LDA/s1600-h/scimmia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088145748306466066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N2db5Eilly8/Rpy5mZU4lRI/AAAAAAAAAIU/UqEEfLN7LDA/s320/scimmia.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Una scimmia sta seduta su un albero e si fa una canna.&lt;br /&gt;Una lucertola passa lì sotto, guarda in alto e dice:&lt;br /&gt;- Oùh..... Cossa ti xè drio far?&lt;br /&gt;La scimmia le dice:&lt;br /&gt;- So drio farme na canna, vien su e fatte un tiro anca ti !&lt;br /&gt;Così la lucertola sale, si siede accanto alla scimmia e si fanno un po'di canne insieme.&lt;br /&gt;Dopo un po' la lucertola dice di avere la bocca asciutta e va al fiume a bere.&lt;br /&gt;La lucertola è così fuori che si sporge troppo dalla riva e cade nel fiume.&lt;br /&gt;Un coccodrillo vede la scena, nuota fino alla lucertola e la aiuta a raggiungere la riva, poi le chiede:&lt;br /&gt;- Ma cossa ti fa?&lt;br /&gt;La lucertola gli racconta che stava su un albero a farsi canne con una scimmia, si è sballata troppo, ed è caduta in acqua mentre beveva.&lt;br /&gt;Il coccodrillo, che non vede di buon occhio il consumo di sostanze psicotrope, va allora nella giungla, trova l'albero dove la scimmia si sta finendo l'ennesima canna, guarda su e dice:&lt;br /&gt;- Ciò, simia!&lt;br /&gt;La scimmia guarda giù e fa:&lt;br /&gt;- Ghe sboro ... ma quanta casso de acqua ti gà bevuo ?!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7248705597390148173-8541580627100411825?l=alesorriso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alesorriso.blogspot.com/feeds/8541580627100411825/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7248705597390148173&amp;postID=8541580627100411825&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7248705597390148173/posts/default/8541580627100411825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7248705597390148173/posts/default/8541580627100411825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alesorriso.blogspot.com/2007/07/una-scimmia.html' title='Una scimmia'/><author><name>Alessandra</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qSz-ddbHm2I/TvcXJXDzo3I/AAAAAAAAAbA/2c1Ofvls1xU/s220/Briciola%2Be%2Bla%2Bbici.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N2db5Eilly8/Rpy5mZU4lRI/AAAAAAAAAIU/UqEEfLN7LDA/s72-c/scimmia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7248705597390148173.post-680007748238661985</id><published>2007-07-12T17:07:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T17:14:18.856+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Bimbi Anne Gueddes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N2db5Eilly8/RpZTRZU4lQI/AAAAAAAAAIM/DpNUdwq_vFc/s1600-h/Bimbi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086344387482916098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N2db5Eilly8/RpZTRZU4lQI/AAAAAAAAAIM/DpNUdwq_vFc/s320/Bimbi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N2db5Eilly8/RpZSK5U4lPI/AAAAAAAAAIE/1rXCISOCLYo/s1600-h/anne+geddes18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086343176302138610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N2db5Eilly8/RpZSK5U4lPI/AAAAAAAAAIE/1rXCISOCLYo/s320/anne+geddes18.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; cari bimbi...!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;guardate che ke meravigliosi sorrisoni hanno? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;che bei!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tutti da struccare!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7248705597390148173-680007748238661985?l=alesorriso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alesorriso.blogspot.com/feeds/680007748238661985/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7248705597390148173&amp;postID=680007748238661985&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7248705597390148173/posts/default/680007748238661985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7248705597390148173/posts/default/680007748238661985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alesorriso.blogspot.com/2007/07/bimbi-anne-gueddes.html' title='Bimbi Anne Gueddes'/><author><name>Alessandra</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qSz-ddbHm2I/TvcXJXDzo3I/AAAAAAAAAbA/2c1Ofvls1xU/s220/Briciola%2Be%2Bla%2Bbici.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N2db5Eilly8/RpZTRZU4lQI/AAAAAAAAAIM/DpNUdwq_vFc/s72-c/Bimbi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7248705597390148173.post-3987808998431949755</id><published>2007-07-06T17:41:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T17:45:18.363+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Paulo Coelho</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Ecco alcune delle cose che ho imparato nella vita:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Che non importa quanto sia buona una persona, ogni tanto ti ferirà.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;E per questo, bisognerà che tu la perdoni.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Che ci vogliono anni per costruire la fiducia e solo pochi secondi per distruggerla.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Che non dobbiamo cambiare amici, se comprendiamo che gli amici cambiano.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Che le circostanze e l’ambiente hanno influenza su di noi, ma noi siamo responsabili di noi stessi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Che, o sarai tu a controllare i tuoi atti, o essi controlleranno te.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Ho imparato che gli eroi sono persone che hanno fatto ciò che era necessario fare, affrontandone le conseguenze.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Che la pazienza richiede molta pratica.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Che ci sono persone che ci amano, ma che semplicemente non sanno come dimostrarlo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Che a volte, la persona che tu pensi ti sferrerà il colpo mortale quando cadrai, è invece una di quelle poche che ti aiuteranno a rialzarti.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Che solo perché qualcuno non ti ama come tu vorresti, non significa che non ti ami con tutto te stesso.- Che non si deve mai dire a un bambino che i sogni sono sciocchezze: sarebbe una tragedia se lo credesse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Che non sempre è sufficiente essere perdonato da qualcuno. Nella maggior parte dei casi sei tu a dover perdonare te stesso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Che non importa in quanti pezzi il tuo cuore si è spezzato; il mondo non si ferma, aspettando che tu lo ripari.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Forse Dio vuole che incontriamo un po’ di gente sbagliata prima di incontrare quella giusta, così quando finalmente la incontriamo, sapremo come essere riconoscenti per quel regalo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Quando la porta della felicità si chiude, un’altra si apre, ma tante volte guardiamo così a lungo a quella chiusa, che non vediamo quella che è stata aperta per noi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- La miglior specie d’amico è quel tipo con cui puoi stare seduto in un portico e camminarci insieme, senza dire una parola, e quando vai via senti che è come se fosse stata la miglior conversazione mai avuta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- E’ vero che non conosciamo ciò che abbiamo prima di perderlo, ma è anche vero che non sappiamo ciò che ci è mancato prima che arrivi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Ci vuole solo un minuto per offendere qualcuno, un’ora per piacergli, e un giorno per amarlo, ma ci vuole una vita per dimenticarlo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Non cercare le apparenze, possono ingannare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Non cercare la salute, anche quella può affievolirsi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Cerca qualcuno che ti faccia sorridere perché ci vuole solo un sorriso per far sembrare brillante una giornataccia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Trova quello che fa sorridere il tuo cuore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Ci sono momenti nella vita in cui qualcuno ti manca così tanto che vorresti proprio tirarlo fuori dai tuoi sogni per abbracciarlo davvero!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Sogna ciò che ti va; vai dove vuoi; sii ciò che vuoi essere, perché hai solo una vita e una possibilità di fare le cose che vuoi fare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Puoi avere abbastanza felicità da renderti dolce, difficoltà a sufficienza da renderti forte, dolore abbastanza da renderti umano, speranza sufficiente a renderti felice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Mettiti sempre nei panni degli altri. Se ti senti stretto, probabilmente anche loro si sentono così.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Le più felici delle persone, non necessariamente hanno il meglio di ogni cosa; soltanto traggono il meglio da ogni cosa che capita sul loro cammino.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Il miglior futuro è basato sul passato dimenticato, non puoi andare bene nella vita prima di lasciare andare i tuoi fallimenti passati e i tuoi dolori.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Quando sei nato, stavi piangendo e tutti intorno a te sorridevano.Vivi la tua vita in modo che quando morirai, tu sia l’unico che sorride e ognuno intorno a te piange".&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7248705597390148173-3987808998431949755?l=alesorriso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alesorriso.blogspot.com/feeds/3987808998431949755/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7248705597390148173&amp;postID=3987808998431949755&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7248705597390148173/posts/default/3987808998431949755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7248705597390148173/posts/default/3987808998431949755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alesorriso.blogspot.com/2007/07/paulo-coelho.html' title='Paulo Coelho'/><author><name>Alessandra</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qSz-ddbHm2I/TvcXJXDzo3I/AAAAAAAAAbA/2c1Ofvls1xU/s220/Briciola%2Be%2Bla%2Bbici.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7248705597390148173.post-8241955491056555816</id><published>2007-07-06T17:34:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T17:35:53.704+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Un ragazzo ingenuo</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Un ragazzo ingenuo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Un ragazzo dice al suo migliore amico:&lt;br /&gt;"Con ieri sera fanno due volte che trovo&lt;br /&gt;mia moglie tra le braccia di un altro.&lt;br /&gt;Non so più cosa fare...Hai qualche idea?"&lt;br /&gt;E l'amico risponde:"Hai provato a fare&lt;br /&gt;delle ore di straordinario?".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7248705597390148173-8241955491056555816?l=alesorriso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alesorriso.blogspot.com/feeds/8241955491056555816/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7248705597390148173&amp;postID=8241955491056555816&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7248705597390148173/posts/default/8241955491056555816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7248705597390148173/posts/default/8241955491056555816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alesorriso.blogspot.com/2007/07/un-ragazzo-ingenuo-un-ragazzo-dice-al.html' title='Un ragazzo ingenuo'/><author><name>Alessandra</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qSz-ddbHm2I/TvcXJXDzo3I/AAAAAAAAAbA/2c1Ofvls1xU/s220/Briciola%2Be%2Bla%2Bbici.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7248705597390148173.post-8840739554773874487</id><published>2007-07-06T17:31:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T17:32:48.422+01:00</updated><title type='text'>L'Infermiera</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;L'infermiera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Un professore di anatomia interroga&lt;br /&gt;una futura giovane infermiera all'esame:&lt;br /&gt;" Qual è la parte del corpo che si dilata fino&lt;br /&gt;a sette volte rispetto alla sua grandezza iniziale?"&lt;br /&gt;La giovane infermiera arrossisce e&lt;br /&gt;comincia a balbettare qualcosa di incomprensibile.&lt;br /&gt;Il professore allore interviene e dice:&lt;br /&gt;"Vi interrompo subito, signorina.&lt;br /&gt;Vedo che siete diventata rossa come un peperone...&lt;br /&gt;Si trattava della pupilla!&lt;br /&gt;Credo che nel vostro futuro avrete delle grosse delusioni!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7248705597390148173-8840739554773874487?l=alesorriso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alesorriso.blogspot.com/feeds/8840739554773874487/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7248705597390148173&amp;postID=8840739554773874487&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7248705597390148173/posts/default/8840739554773874487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7248705597390148173/posts/default/8840739554773874487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alesorriso.blogspot.com/2007/07/linfermiera.html' title='L&apos;Infermiera'/><author><name>Alessandra</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qSz-ddbHm2I/TvcXJXDzo3I/AAAAAAAAAbA/2c1Ofvls1xU/s220/Briciola%2Be%2Bla%2Bbici.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7248705597390148173.post-734181001289357001</id><published>2007-07-02T17:01:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-07-21T19:44:07.785+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Io sono una preghiera in cammino</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N2db5Eilly8/RokiwhNyLbI/AAAAAAAAAH8/KpJtSNkbFTM/s1600-h/1370428.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082631871409565106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N2db5Eilly8/RokiwhNyLbI/AAAAAAAAAH8/KpJtSNkbFTM/s320/1370428.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Io sono una preghiera in cammino&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Con un vuoto di fame in me io cammino,&lt;br /&gt;Cibo non potrà riempirlo;&lt;br /&gt;Con un vuoto di spazio in me io cammino,&lt;br /&gt;Nulla potrà riempirlo;&lt;br /&gt;Con uno spazio di tristezza in me io cammino,&lt;br /&gt;Tempo non lo terminerà;&lt;br /&gt;Con uno spazio di solitudine in me io cammino,&lt;br /&gt;Nessuno lo colmerà;&lt;br /&gt;Per sempre solo, per sempre triste io cammino;&lt;br /&gt;Per sempre vuoto, per sempre affamato io cammino,&lt;br /&gt;Con dolore di grande bellezza io cammino;&lt;br /&gt;Con vuoto di grande bellezza io cammino.&lt;br /&gt;Ora con un Dio io cammino,&lt;br /&gt;Ora con i passi muovo tra le vette,&lt;br /&gt;Ora con Dio io cammino,&lt;br /&gt;A passi di gigante, oltre le colline.&lt;br /&gt;Io sono una preghiera in cammino.&lt;br /&gt;Mai solo, mai piangente, mai vuoto,&lt;br /&gt;Sul cammino delle età antiche,&lt;br /&gt;sul sentiero della bellezza,&lt;br /&gt;Io cammino.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(canto dei Navajos)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7248705597390148173-734181001289357001?l=alesorriso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alesorriso.blogspot.com/feeds/734181001289357001/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7248705597390148173&amp;postID=734181001289357001&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7248705597390148173/posts/default/734181001289357001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7248705597390148173/posts/default/734181001289357001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alesorriso.blogspot.com/2007/07/io-sono-una-preghiera-in-cammino-con-un.html' title='Io sono una preghiera in cammino'/><author><name>Alessandra</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qSz-ddbHm2I/TvcXJXDzo3I/AAAAAAAAAbA/2c1Ofvls1xU/s220/Briciola%2Be%2Bla%2Bbici.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N2db5Eilly8/RokiwhNyLbI/AAAAAAAAAH8/KpJtSNkbFTM/s72-c/1370428.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7248705597390148173.post-8050668946135399640</id><published>2007-06-11T22:43:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T22:54:50.921+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Tante tante coccole!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N2db5Eilly8/Rm3DhbII8NI/AAAAAAAAAHs/Aps143sbtkI/s1600-h/tvb3.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074927334101414098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 174px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 156px" height="164" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N2db5Eilly8/Rm3DhbII8NI/AAAAAAAAAHs/Aps143sbtkI/s400/tvb3.gif" width="185" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oggi ero un po' triste...!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Avevo bisogno di coccole!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Adoro questa foto!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;E' tanto coccolosa!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Un sacco di abbracci anche a voi amici miei!&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/7248705597390148173-8050668946135399640?l=alesorriso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alesorriso.blogspot.com/feeds/8050668946135399640/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7248705597390148173&amp;postID=8050668946135399640&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7248705597390148173/posts/default/8050668946135399640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7248705597390148173/posts/default/8050668946135399640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alesorriso.blogspot.com/2007/06/tante-tante-coccole.html' title='Tante tante coccole!!!'/><author><name>Alessandra</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qSz-ddbHm2I/TvcXJXDzo3I/AAAAAAAAAbA/2c1Ofvls1xU/s220/Briciola%2Be%2Bla%2Bbici.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N2db5Eilly8/Rm3DhbII8NI/AAAAAAAAAHs/Aps143sbtkI/s72-c/tvb3.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7248705597390148173.post-1053829901104994876</id><published>2007-05-26T19:38:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T20:02:07.210+01:00</updated><title type='text'>EL FIGON!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N2db5Eilly8/RliDc_QqupI/AAAAAAAAAHc/3Uh-GJX7-XU/s1600-h/DSCN1323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068945914646411922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N2db5Eilly8/RliDc_QqupI/AAAAAAAAAHc/3Uh-GJX7-XU/s400/DSCN1323.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; EL FIGON!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ki xè ke o voe???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Veo regaeo anca par gnente!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(no l'è el dolse!!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7248705597390148173-1053829901104994876?l=alesorriso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alesorriso.blogspot.com/feeds/1053829901104994876/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7248705597390148173&amp;postID=1053829901104994876&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7248705597390148173/posts/default/1053829901104994876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7248705597390148173/posts/default/1053829901104994876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alesorriso.blogspot.com/2007/05/el-figon.html' title='EL FIGON!!!'/><author><name>Alessandra</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qSz-ddbHm2I/TvcXJXDzo3I/AAAAAAAAAbA/2c1Ofvls1xU/s220/Briciola%2Be%2Bla%2Bbici.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N2db5Eilly8/RliDc_QqupI/AAAAAAAAAHc/3Uh-GJX7-XU/s72-c/DSCN1323.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7248705597390148173.post-8528102853132735301</id><published>2007-05-23T15:47:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-05-23T15:52:14.683+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Alex &amp; Marta</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N2db5Eilly8/RlRUzPQquoI/AAAAAAAAAHU/FXJiHCp-Eh0/s1600-h/IMG_1572.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067768719945153154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N2db5Eilly8/RlRUzPQquoI/AAAAAAAAAHU/FXJiHCp-Eh0/s400/IMG_1572.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ah ah ah...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Alex e Marta beccati!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Meravigliosi!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7248705597390148173-8528102853132735301?l=alesorriso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alesorriso.blogspot.com/feeds/8528102853132735301/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7248705597390148173&amp;postID=8528102853132735301&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7248705597390148173/posts/default/8528102853132735301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7248705597390148173/posts/default/8528102853132735301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alesorriso.blogspot.com/2007/05/alex-marta.html' title='Alex &amp; Marta'/><author><name>Alessandra</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qSz-ddbHm2I/TvcXJXDzo3I/AAAAAAAAAbA/2c1Ofvls1xU/s220/Briciola%2Be%2Bla%2Bbici.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N2db5Eilly8/RlRUzPQquoI/AAAAAAAAAHU/FXJiHCp-Eh0/s72-c/IMG_1572.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7248705597390148173.post-6594835396536298839</id><published>2007-05-22T18:10:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T18:39:54.472+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Buon Compleanno SIMONE!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N2db5Eilly8/RlMnl_QqujI/AAAAAAAAAGs/GqiRaa8df4c/s1600-h/P1000513.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067437539311925810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N2db5Eilly8/RlMnl_QqujI/AAAAAAAAAGs/GqiRaa8df4c/s320/P1000513.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Visto che, nel sito di A Piedi Scalzi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;mette lui le foto dei nostri compleanni...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;oggi ne metto io una di te....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;e insieme tutti ti diciamo:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Tanti tanti tanti tanti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Auguroni di Buon Compleanno &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;al nostro Amico &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;SIMONE!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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/7248705597390148173-6594835396536298839?l=alesorriso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alesorriso.blogspot.com/feeds/6594835396536298839/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7248705597390148173&amp;postID=6594835396536298839&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7248705597390148173/posts/default/6594835396536298839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7248705597390148173/posts/default/6594835396536298839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alesorriso.blogspot.com/2007/05/buon-compleanno-simone.html' title='Buon Compleanno SIMONE!!!'/><author><name>Alessandra</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qSz-ddbHm2I/TvcXJXDzo3I/AAAAAAAAAbA/2c1Ofvls1xU/s220/Briciola%2Be%2Bla%2Bbici.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N2db5Eilly8/RlMnl_QqujI/AAAAAAAAAGs/GqiRaa8df4c/s72-c/P1000513.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7248705597390148173.post-3998836985310009705</id><published>2007-05-08T18:22:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T18:30:26.723+01:00</updated><title type='text'>UN DONO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N2db5Eilly8/RkCzg-Ob8zI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/uQlXO8m4_Ww/s1600-h/sole+ride.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062243360205173554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N2db5Eilly8/RkCzg-Ob8zI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/uQlXO8m4_Ww/s320/sole+ride.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N2db5Eilly8/RkCzPeOb8yI/AAAAAAAAAGI/tWCnvJfiPGE/s1600-h/sole+ride.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Prendi un sorriso, regalalo a chi non l'ha mai avuto.&lt;br /&gt;Prendi un raggio di sole, fallo volare là dove regna la notte.&lt;br /&gt;Scopri una sorgente, fa bagnare chi vive nel fango.&lt;br /&gt;Prendi una lacrima, posala sul volto di chi non ha pianto.&lt;br /&gt;Prendi il coraggio, mettilo nell'animo di chi non sa lottare.&lt;br /&gt;Scopri la vita, raccontala a chi non sa capirla.&lt;br /&gt;Prendi la speranza, e vivi nella sua luce.&lt;br /&gt;Prendi la bontà, e donala a chi non sa donare.&lt;br /&gt;Scopri l'amore, e fallo conoscere al mondo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mahatma Gandhi&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&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/7248705597390148173-3998836985310009705?l=alesorriso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alesorriso.blogspot.com/feeds/3998836985310009705/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7248705597390148173&amp;postID=3998836985310009705&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7248705597390148173/posts/default/3998836985310009705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7248705597390148173/posts/default/3998836985310009705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alesorriso.blogspot.com/2007/05/un-dono.html' title='UN DONO'/><author><name>Alessandra</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qSz-ddbHm2I/TvcXJXDzo3I/AAAAAAAAAbA/2c1Ofvls1xU/s220/Briciola%2Be%2Bla%2Bbici.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N2db5Eilly8/RkCzg-Ob8zI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/uQlXO8m4_Ww/s72-c/sole+ride.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7248705597390148173.post-9206589287772087457</id><published>2007-05-07T16:34:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T16:40:45.348+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Un po' di foto....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N2db5Eilly8/Rj9IUuOb8tI/AAAAAAAAAFc/JPO0-0qYPeo/s1600-h/P1000700.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061844027030893266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N2db5Eilly8/Rj9IUuOb8tI/AAAAAAAAAFc/JPO0-0qYPeo/s400/P1000700.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7248705597390148173-9206589287772087457?l=alesorriso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alesorriso.blogspot.com/feeds/9206589287772087457/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7248705597390148173&amp;postID=9206589287772087457&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7248705597390148173/posts/default/9206589287772087457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7248705597390148173/posts/default/9206589287772087457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alesorriso.blogspot.com/2007/05/un-po-di-foto.html' title='Un po&apos; di foto....'/><author><name>Alessandra</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qSz-ddbHm2I/TvcXJXDzo3I/AAAAAAAAAbA/2c1Ofvls1xU/s220/Briciola%2Be%2Bla%2Bbici.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N2db5Eilly8/Rj9IUuOb8tI/AAAAAAAAAFc/JPO0-0qYPeo/s72-c/P1000700.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7248705597390148173.post-7786335503118025153</id><published>2007-05-02T16:16:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T17:01:19.181+01:00</updated><title type='text'>IL MURO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N2db5Eilly8/Rji1reOb8sI/AAAAAAAAAFU/S1cCo7r9jOs/s1600-h/cuore+mani.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059993939803370178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N2db5Eilly8/Rji1reOb8sI/AAAAAAAAAFU/S1cCo7r9jOs/s400/cuore+mani.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IL MURO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In un deserto aspro e roccioso vivevano due eremiti.&lt;br /&gt;Avevano trovato due grotte che si spalancavano vicine, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;una di fronte all’altra.&lt;br /&gt;Dopo anni di preghiere e feroci mortificazioni, uno dei due eremiti era convinto di &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;essere arrivato alla perfezione.&lt;br /&gt;L’altro era un uomo altrettanto pio, ma anche buono e indulgente. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Si fermava a conversare con i rari pellegrini, confortava e ospitava coloro che si erano persi e &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;coloro che fuggivano.&lt;br /&gt;“Tutto tempo sottratto alla meditazione e alla preghiera” pensava il primo eremita, che inoltre disapprovava le frequenti, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;anche se minuscole, mancanze dell’altro.&lt;br /&gt;Per fargli capire in modo visibile quanto fosse ancora lontano dalla santità, decise di posare una pietra all’imboccatura della propria grotta &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;ogni volta che l’altro commetteva una colpa.&lt;br /&gt;Dopo qualche mese davanti alla grotta c’era un muro di pietre grigio e soffocante. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;E lui era murato dentro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Talvolta intorno al cuore costruiamo dei muri, con le piccole pietre quotidiane dei risentimenti, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;le ripicche, i silenzi, le questioni irrisolte, le imbronciature.&lt;br /&gt;Il nostro compito più importante è impedire che si formino muri intorno al nostro cuore. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;E soprattutto cercare di non diventare “una pietra in più nei muri degli altri”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&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/7248705597390148173-7786335503118025153?l=alesorriso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alesorriso.blogspot.com/feeds/7786335503118025153/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7248705597390148173&amp;postID=7786335503118025153&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7248705597390148173/posts/default/7786335503118025153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7248705597390148173/posts/default/7786335503118025153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alesorriso.blogspot.com/2007/05/il-muro.html' title='IL MURO'/><author><name>Alessandra</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qSz-ddbHm2I/TvcXJXDzo3I/AAAAAAAAAbA/2c1Ofvls1xU/s220/Briciola%2Be%2Bla%2Bbici.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N2db5Eilly8/Rji1reOb8sI/AAAAAAAAAFU/S1cCo7r9jOs/s72-c/cuore+mani.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7248705597390148173.post-3255105266148887645</id><published>2007-03-12T12:24:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T12:35:17.479+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Fuori e Dentro</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N2db5Eilly8/RfU6kDUhR4I/AAAAAAAAAE4/nCWT9uXWWj8/s1600-h/nonno+e+nipote.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040999748952213378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N2db5Eilly8/RfU6kDUhR4I/AAAAAAAAAE4/nCWT9uXWWj8/s200/nonno+e+nipote.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Il nonno si chinò sul nipotino di 5 anni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;e gli diedie il bacio della buonanotte.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Subito dopo il bimbo si strofinò la faccia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;"Perchè fai così, tesoro?" gli chiese la mamma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;"Quando qualcuno ti bacia non c'è bisogno di strofinare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;via ilbacio".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;"Mammina" spiegò il bambino, "non lo strofinavo via. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Lo strofinavo dentro".&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/7248705597390148173-3255105266148887645?l=alesorriso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alesorriso.blogspot.com/feeds/3255105266148887645/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7248705597390148173&amp;postID=3255105266148887645&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7248705597390148173/posts/default/3255105266148887645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7248705597390148173/posts/default/3255105266148887645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alesorriso.blogspot.com/2007/03/fuori-e-dentro.html' title='Fuori e Dentro'/><author><name>Alessandra</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qSz-ddbHm2I/TvcXJXDzo3I/AAAAAAAAAbA/2c1Ofvls1xU/s220/Briciola%2Be%2Bla%2Bbici.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N2db5Eilly8/RfU6kDUhR4I/AAAAAAAAAE4/nCWT9uXWWj8/s72-c/nonno+e+nipote.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7248705597390148173.post-1754278288617224171</id><published>2007-03-12T11:32:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T12:12:59.369+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Ai miei cari Amici</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N2db5Eilly8/RfU1qjUhR3I/AAAAAAAAAEw/vTJZpvTLLMs/s1600-h/tvb2.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040994363063224178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N2db5Eilly8/RfU1qjUhR3I/AAAAAAAAAEw/vTJZpvTLLMs/s320/tvb2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Un "Ti Voglio Bene"&lt;br /&gt;è difficile da dire&lt;br /&gt;forse per orgoglio&lt;br /&gt;o per paura,&lt;br /&gt;ma scioglie il cuore&lt;br /&gt;di chi se lo sente dire.&lt;br /&gt;Vi Voglio Bene miei cari Amici.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/7248705597390148173-1754278288617224171?l=alesorriso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alesorriso.blogspot.com/feeds/1754278288617224171/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7248705597390148173&amp;postID=1754278288617224171&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7248705597390148173/posts/default/1754278288617224171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7248705597390148173/posts/default/1754278288617224171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alesorriso.blogspot.com/2007/03/ai-miei-cari-amici.html' title='Ai miei cari Amici'/><author><name>Alessandra</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qSz-ddbHm2I/TvcXJXDzo3I/AAAAAAAAAbA/2c1Ofvls1xU/s220/Briciola%2Be%2Bla%2Bbici.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N2db5Eilly8/RfU1qjUhR3I/AAAAAAAAAEw/vTJZpvTLLMs/s72-c/tvb2.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7248705597390148173.post-6637892586137190348</id><published>2007-03-12T11:03:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T11:30:08.308+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N2db5Eilly8/RfUrmjUhRzI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/5x4KcGaDfzA/s1600-h/fiori07a_cp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040983299227469618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N2db5Eilly8/RfUrmjUhRzI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/5x4KcGaDfzA/s320/fiori07a_cp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N2db5Eilly8/RfUrZjUhRyI/AAAAAAAAAEI/JvJx-4pHkio/s1600-h/fiori07a_cp.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Non conservare niente &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;per un'occasione speciale.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ogni giorno che vivi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;è un'occasione speciale.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;La vita deve essere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;un insieme di esperienze&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;da godere, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;non solo per sopravvivere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Cerchiamo di non trattenere o &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;conservare nulla che &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;aggiungerebbe risate ed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;allegria alla nostra vita.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/7248705597390148173-6637892586137190348?l=alesorriso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alesorriso.blogspot.com/feeds/6637892586137190348/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7248705597390148173&amp;postID=6637892586137190348&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7248705597390148173/posts/default/6637892586137190348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7248705597390148173/posts/default/6637892586137190348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alesorriso.blogspot.com/2007/03/non-conservare-niente-per-unoccasione.html' title=''/><author><name>Alessandra</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qSz-ddbHm2I/TvcXJXDzo3I/AAAAAAAAAbA/2c1Ofvls1xU/s220/Briciola%2Be%2Bla%2Bbici.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N2db5Eilly8/RfUrmjUhRzI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/5x4KcGaDfzA/s72-c/fiori07a_cp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7248705597390148173.post-3978507180636831176</id><published>2007-03-09T11:36:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T13:07:11.980+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Ovunque tu ci sei</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N2db5Eilly8/RfFNNzUhRvI/AAAAAAAAADw/A7ahZdOslcI/s1600-h/COAST025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039894357514209010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N2db5Eilly8/RfFNNzUhRvI/AAAAAAAAADw/A7ahZdOslcI/s320/COAST025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Brillerà in cielo&lt;br /&gt;una stella guiderà&lt;br /&gt;la notte del mio volo&lt;br /&gt;cercando un punto sicuro.&lt;br /&gt;Al di là di me e di te&lt;br /&gt;c’è una vita che prende il via&lt;br /&gt;conoscendo ormai dove arriverà&lt;br /&gt;da quale porto ripartirò&lt;br /&gt;su quale mare navigherò&lt;br /&gt;non sei più da solo&lt;br /&gt;perché una luce brilla in te&lt;br /&gt;questo è un viaggio vero&lt;br /&gt;che mi porta lontano.&lt;br /&gt;Al di la di mille idee&lt;br /&gt;io vorrei arrivare fino in fondo&lt;br /&gt;e non stancarmi mai&lt;br /&gt;e amare tutti i giorni tuoi.&lt;br /&gt;E ti ascolterà nel tuo silenzio&lt;br /&gt;in quell’ amore che non ha confine&lt;br /&gt;E ti appoggerai sulle sue ali&lt;br /&gt;Per volare per vibrare.&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/7248705597390148173-3978507180636831176?l=alesorriso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alesorriso.blogspot.com/feeds/3978507180636831176/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7248705597390148173&amp;postID=3978507180636831176&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7248705597390148173/posts/default/3978507180636831176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7248705597390148173/posts/default/3978507180636831176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alesorriso.blogspot.com/2007/03/ovunque-tu-ci-sei.html' title='Ovunque tu ci sei'/><author><name>Alessandra</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qSz-ddbHm2I/TvcXJXDzo3I/AAAAAAAAAbA/2c1Ofvls1xU/s220/Briciola%2Be%2Bla%2Bbici.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N2db5Eilly8/RfFNNzUhRvI/AAAAAAAAADw/A7ahZdOslcI/s72-c/COAST025.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7248705597390148173.post-7844489304679639897</id><published>2007-03-09T11:20:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T11:35:29.861+01:00</updated><title type='text'>FESTA DELLA DONNA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N2db5Eilly8/RfE4DTUhRtI/AAAAAAAAADg/GiQgiO5fLk4/s1600-h/mimosa1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039871087381399250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N2db5Eilly8/RfE4DTUhRtI/AAAAAAAAADg/GiQgiO5fLk4/s400/mimosa1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N2db5Eilly8/RfE3WzUhRsI/AAAAAAAAADY/pa6RXOTH6GA/s1600-h/mimosa.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;FESTA DELLA DONNA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Le ragazze sono come le mele sugli alberi...&lt;br /&gt;Le migliori sono sulla cima dell'albero.&lt;br /&gt;Gli uomini non vogliono arrivare alle migliori, perché hanno paura di cadere e ferirsi.&lt;br /&gt;In cambio, prendono le mele marce che sono cadute a terra, e che, pur non essendo così buone, sono facili da raggiungere.&lt;br /&gt;Perciò le mele che stanno sulla cima dell'albero, pensano che qualcosa non vada in loro, mentre in realtà "Esse sono grandiose".&lt;br /&gt;Semplicemente devono essere pazienti e aspettare che l'uomo giusto arrivi, colui che sia cosi coraggioso da arrampicarsi fino alla cima dell'albero per esse.&lt;br /&gt;Non dobbiamo cadere per essere raggiunte, chi avrà bisogno di noi e ci ama farà di TUTTO per raggiungerci....La donna uscì dalla costola dell'uomo, non dai piedi per essere calpestata, ne dalla testa per essere superiore.&lt;br /&gt;Ma dal lato per essere uguale, sotto il braccio per essere protetta, e accanto al cuore per essere amata...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;TANTI AUGURI A TUTTE LE DONNE!!!!&lt;/span&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/7248705597390148173-7844489304679639897?l=alesorriso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alesorriso.blogspot.com/feeds/7844489304679639897/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7248705597390148173&amp;postID=7844489304679639897&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7248705597390148173/posts/default/7844489304679639897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7248705597390148173/posts/default/7844489304679639897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alesorriso.blogspot.com/2007/03/festa-della-donna.html' title='FESTA DELLA DONNA'/><author><name>Alessandra</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qSz-ddbHm2I/TvcXJXDzo3I/AAAAAAAAAbA/2c1Ofvls1xU/s220/Briciola%2Be%2Bla%2Bbici.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N2db5Eilly8/RfE4DTUhRtI/AAAAAAAAADg/GiQgiO5fLk4/s72-c/mimosa1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7248705597390148173.post-4904798885344872990</id><published>2007-02-22T13:14:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T13:39:31.536+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A chi si vuole bene e a chi si ama...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N2db5Eilly8/Rd2KFQmiOVI/AAAAAAAAADE/y9TIJpe7ss4/s1600-h/Cuore+orso.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034331781430655314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N2db5Eilly8/Rd2KFQmiOVI/AAAAAAAAADE/y9TIJpe7ss4/s320/Cuore+orso.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;Trova la persona: che ti chiama bella invece di "f***", che ti richiama quando le sbatti il telefono in faccia, che rimane sveglia solo per guardarti mentre dormi. Aspetta la persona che ti bacia la fronte, che ti vuole mostrare al mondo orgogliosa anche se sei in tuta, che ti tiene la mano di fronte agli amici. Aspetta la persona che ti ricorda continuamente quanto ci tiene a te e quanto è fortunata ad averti. Aspetta la persona che si gira verso i suoi amici dicendo "... è lei" o "... è lui".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;Quando due anime infine si sono trovate, si sono scoperte compatibili e complementari, hanno compreso di essere fatte l'una per l'altra, di essere, dunque, simili, si stabilisce tra loro per sempre un legame, ardente e puro, proprio come loro, un legame che inizia sulla terra e continua per sempre nei cieli... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Buona Giornata e un grande abbraccio a Tutti.&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/7248705597390148173-4904798885344872990?l=alesorriso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alesorriso.blogspot.com/feeds/4904798885344872990/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7248705597390148173&amp;postID=4904798885344872990&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7248705597390148173/posts/default/4904798885344872990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7248705597390148173/posts/default/4904798885344872990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alesorriso.blogspot.com/2007/02/chi-si-vuole-bene-e-chi-si-ama.html' title='A chi si vuole bene e a chi si ama...'/><author><name>Alessandra</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qSz-ddbHm2I/TvcXJXDzo3I/AAAAAAAAAbA/2c1Ofvls1xU/s220/Briciola%2Be%2Bla%2Bbici.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N2db5Eilly8/Rd2KFQmiOVI/AAAAAAAAADE/y9TIJpe7ss4/s72-c/Cuore+orso.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7248705597390148173.post-7840195434989610458</id><published>2007-02-19T19:54:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T20:26:36.911+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Lentamente...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N2db5Eilly8/Rdn50AmiOQI/AAAAAAAAACQ/NdhWFEWd48Y/s1600-h/rosa+rossa1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033328730473380098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N2db5Eilly8/Rdn50AmiOQI/AAAAAAAAACQ/NdhWFEWd48Y/s320/rosa+rossa1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Lentamente muore chi diventa schiavo dell'abitudine, ripetendo ogni giorno gli stessi percorsi, chi non cambia la marca, il colore dei vestiti, chi non parla a chi non conosce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muore lentamente chi evita la passione, chi preferisce il nero su bianco e i puntini sulle "i" piuttosto che un insieme di emozioni, proprio quelle che fanno brillare gli occhi, quelle che fanno di uno sbadiglio un sorriso, quelle che fanno battere il cuore davanti all'errore e ai sentimenti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lentamente muore chi non capovolge il tavolo, chi è infelice sul lavoro, chi non rischia la certezza per l'incertezza per inseguire un sogno, chi non si permette almeno una volta nella vita di fuggire ai consigli sensati.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lentamente muore chi non viaggia, chi non legge, chi non ascolta musica, chi non trova grazia in se stesso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muore lentamente chi distrugge l'amor proprio, chi non si lascia aiutare; chi passa i giorni a lamentarsi della propria sfortuna o della pioggia incessante.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lentamente muore chi abbandona un progetto prima di iniziarlo,chi non fa domande sugli argomenti che non conosce, chi non risponde quando gli chiedono qualcosa che conosce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evitiamo la morte a piccole dosi, ricordando sempre che essere vivo richiede uno sforzo di gran lunga maggiore del semplice fatto di respirare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soltanto l'ardente pazienza porterà al raggiungimento di una splendida felicità".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PABLO NERUDA&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/7248705597390148173-7840195434989610458?l=alesorriso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alesorriso.blogspot.com/feeds/7840195434989610458/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7248705597390148173&amp;postID=7840195434989610458&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7248705597390148173/posts/default/7840195434989610458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7248705597390148173/posts/default/7840195434989610458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alesorriso.blogspot.com/2007/02/lentamente.html' title='Lentamente...'/><author><name>Alessandra</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qSz-ddbHm2I/TvcXJXDzo3I/AAAAAAAAAbA/2c1Ofvls1xU/s220/Briciola%2Be%2Bla%2Bbici.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N2db5Eilly8/Rdn50AmiOQI/AAAAAAAAACQ/NdhWFEWd48Y/s72-c/rosa+rossa1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7248705597390148173.post-4703789363552191347</id><published>2007-02-15T19:47:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T19:55:37.459+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Prossimi Infermieri</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N2db5Eilly8/RdSrfwmiOKI/AAAAAAAAABQ/ZBAw8bq6FTE/s1600-h/Copia+di+P2140084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031835245790509218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N2db5Eilly8/RdSrfwmiOKI/AAAAAAAAABQ/ZBAw8bq6FTE/s320/Copia+di+P2140084.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ecco il Terzo Anno &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;del &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Corso di Scienze Infermieristiche&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;a &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Treviso&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Diventeremo tutti Infermieri??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Speremo ben!!&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/7248705597390148173-4703789363552191347?l=alesorriso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alesorriso.blogspot.com/feeds/4703789363552191347/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7248705597390148173&amp;postID=4703789363552191347&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7248705597390148173/posts/default/4703789363552191347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7248705597390148173/posts/default/4703789363552191347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alesorriso.blogspot.com/2007/02/prossimi-infermieri.html' title='Prossimi Infermieri'/><author><name>Alessandra</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qSz-ddbHm2I/TvcXJXDzo3I/AAAAAAAAAbA/2c1Ofvls1xU/s220/Briciola%2Be%2Bla%2Bbici.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N2db5Eilly8/RdSrfwmiOKI/AAAAAAAAABQ/ZBAw8bq6FTE/s72-c/Copia+di+P2140084.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7248705597390148173.post-2249575149470152859</id><published>2007-02-10T14:02:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T14:09:07.901+01:00</updated><title type='text'>PICCOLI OCCHI</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N2db5Eilly8/Rc3D5QmiOII/AAAAAAAAAA8/_akykDVNVq8/s1600-h/bimbo1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029891747319265410" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N2db5Eilly8/Rc3D5QmiOII/AAAAAAAAAA8/_akykDVNVq8/s320/bimbo1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Piccoli Occhi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vi sono piccoli occhi che ogni giorno&lt;br /&gt;osservano quello che fai…&lt;br /&gt;e giovani orecchie che ogni giorno&lt;br /&gt;ascoltano quello che dici…&lt;br /&gt;e mani inesperte che vogliono&lt;br /&gt;imitare ciò che fai…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C’è un bambino che ogni giorno&lt;br /&gt;prova a diventare come te.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tu sei l’esempio per un piccolo uomo&lt;br /&gt;che vuole crescere nel mondo in cui&lt;br /&gt;sei cresciuto tu&lt;br /&gt;e per questo non mette mai&lt;br /&gt;in dubbio quello che fai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suoi occhi sono spalancati&lt;br /&gt;su di te&lt;br /&gt;e la sua giovane mente crede&lt;br /&gt;che tu abbia sempre ragione&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cerca di essere una buona guida&lt;br /&gt;per chi vuole crescere e&lt;br /&gt;diventare grande!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7248705597390148173-2249575149470152859?l=alesorriso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alesorriso.blogspot.com/feeds/2249575149470152859/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7248705597390148173&amp;postID=2249575149470152859&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7248705597390148173/posts/default/2249575149470152859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7248705597390148173/posts/default/2249575149470152859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alesorriso.blogspot.com/2007/02/piccoli-occhi.html' title='PICCOLI OCCHI'/><author><name>Alessandra</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qSz-ddbHm2I/TvcXJXDzo3I/AAAAAAAAAbA/2c1Ofvls1xU/s220/Briciola%2Be%2Bla%2Bbici.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N2db5Eilly8/Rc3D5QmiOII/AAAAAAAAAA8/_akykDVNVq8/s72-c/bimbo1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7248705597390148173.post-4143580826171072919</id><published>2007-02-06T16:24:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T16:53:53.245+01:00</updated><title type='text'>PENSIERO POSITIVO: CAMBIAMENTO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N2db5Eilly8/Rcij-cPNLrI/AAAAAAAAAAw/-e_OOvQHNhY/s1600-h/rose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028449277086346930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N2db5Eilly8/Rcij-cPNLrI/AAAAAAAAAAw/-e_OOvQHNhY/s320/rose.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N2db5Eilly8/RcihVsPNLqI/AAAAAAAAAAk/qsqz0eICoMk/s1600-h/images2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Come cambiare la vita cambiando il modo di pensare.&lt;br /&gt;Per imparare ad assumere un atteggiamento positivo che&lt;br /&gt;ti consenta di rimanere sereno ed equilibrato&lt;br /&gt;di fronte ad ogni evenienza della tua vita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I tuoi pensieri sono il tuo destino.&lt;br /&gt;Cambiamento è “partire da me”: rendere creativo&lt;br /&gt;ogni momento della mia vita,&lt;br /&gt;trovando altri punti di vista ed altre soluzioni&lt;br /&gt;ai problemi di ogni giorno&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&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/7248705597390148173-4143580826171072919?l=alesorriso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alesorriso.blogspot.com/feeds/4143580826171072919/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7248705597390148173&amp;postID=4143580826171072919&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7248705597390148173/posts/default/4143580826171072919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7248705597390148173/posts/default/4143580826171072919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alesorriso.blogspot.com/2007/02/pensiero-positivo-cambiamento.html' title='PENSIERO POSITIVO: CAMBIAMENTO'/><author><name>Alessandra</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qSz-ddbHm2I/TvcXJXDzo3I/AAAAAAAAAbA/2c1Ofvls1xU/s220/Briciola%2Be%2Bla%2Bbici.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N2db5Eilly8/Rcij-cPNLrI/AAAAAAAAAAw/-e_OOvQHNhY/s72-c/rose.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7248705597390148173.post-96247478701701977</id><published>2007-02-04T15:49:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T15:58:06.219+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Ti regalo un sorriso</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N2db5Eilly8/RcX0LsPNLpI/AAAAAAAAAAU/y7jMkV21ynw/s1600-h/Calimero_min.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027693040719703698" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N2db5Eilly8/RcX0LsPNLpI/AAAAAAAAAAU/y7jMkV21ynw/s320/Calimero_min.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ti regalo un sorriso&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ti terrà compagnia&lt;br /&gt;E se avrai paura&lt;br /&gt;Ti darà coraggio&lt;br /&gt;Perché un sorriso&lt;br /&gt;È come un raggio di sole&lt;br /&gt;Al mattino…&lt;br /&gt;Illumina la strada&lt;br /&gt;E ti riscalda il cuore!&lt;br /&gt;E poi…&lt;br /&gt;Quando non sai cosa dire&lt;br /&gt;Con un sorriso&lt;br /&gt;Puoi dire&lt;br /&gt;Tutto!&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/7248705597390148173-96247478701701977?l=alesorriso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alesorriso.blogspot.com/feeds/96247478701701977/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7248705597390148173&amp;postID=96247478701701977&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7248705597390148173/posts/default/96247478701701977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7248705597390148173/posts/default/96247478701701977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alesorriso.blogspot.com/2007/02/ti-regalo-un-sorriso.html' title='Ti regalo un sorriso'/><author><name>Alessandra</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qSz-ddbHm2I/TvcXJXDzo3I/AAAAAAAAAbA/2c1Ofvls1xU/s220/Briciola%2Be%2Bla%2Bbici.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N2db5Eilly8/RcX0LsPNLpI/AAAAAAAAAAU/y7jMkV21ynw/s72-c/Calimero_min.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
