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momentos únicos de poesia com Maria José FraquezaMaria José Fraquezahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14541466754806443223noreply@blogger.comBlogger116125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886610498102680706.post-5776569105396391192014-08-30T08:27:00.000-07:002014-08-30T08:34:39.267-07:00
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">A
CONSCIÊNCIA<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Deus é juiz
do sacrário<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">O Rei de
toda a ciência<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">O mais belo
relicário<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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consciência da consciência<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">A consciência é santuário<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Onde Deus é seu juiz<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Tu escreves no teu diário<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">O que a consciência não diz!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Num santuário sagrado<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">A consciência é a razão<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Um segredo bem guardado<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Mostra a tua discrição!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Num macio travesseiro<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">A consciência se acalma<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Quando o amigo verdadeiro<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">A tiver dentro da alma!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Nas páginas do teu diário<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">A consciência tem lugar<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">O mais belo dicionário<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Que tu deves consultar!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Grande livro de moral<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Saído do coração<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">A consciência é sem igual<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Combatente da razão!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Por mais que se proclame<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Sem pôr os pés num altar<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Deves fazer um exame…<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Que a Santo não vais chegar!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Onde tens a consciência?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Se os teus falsos testemunhos<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Na falta de inteligência<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Vão p’ró lixo – são rascunhos!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Combatente da razão<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Esclarecendo a Verdade<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Das pancadas que nos dão<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">No lixo da Humanidade!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Porque existe a falsidade<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Quando não há consciência<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Porque escondes a Verdade<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">A mentir sem ter decência!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Mas num dia de juízo<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<br />Maria José Fraquezahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14541466754806443223noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886610498102680706.post-11483823964022521942012-10-07T08:24:00.002-07:002012-10-07T08:24:53.076-07:00OS MEUS CONTOS PREMIADOS
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<span style="font-size: 22.5pt;"><em>A ADIAFA DA TI
JÓQUINA<o:p></o:p></em></span></h1>
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pequena aldeia alentejana, a vida corria no seu ritmo normal. Os trabalhos
campestres eram mal remunerados, muita gente trabalhava nos campos, outros nas
minas das redondezas, onde o trabalho era muito mais penoso. </span><span style="font-family: "Courier New"; font-size: 10pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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o ano de mil novecentos e quarenta, a vida de miséria, com salários muito
baixos, era uma constante daquela época difícil. Uma parte da população,
trabalhava nas minas, todavia, a maior parte trabalhava na agricultura, nas
herdades dos grandes <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>senhores feudais
daquele tempo. Quer em terrenos cultivados de trigo, quer em terrenos de
regadio, uma parte dos homens e mulheres trabalhavam na cultura do arroz.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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ano fui parar ao Alentejo, devido à vida do<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>meu pai, que viera prestar serviço nos Caminhos de Ferro,<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>na estação Alvalade-Sado.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Aqui vivemos durante alguns anos, onde
decorreu a maior parte da minha saudosa infância. Meu pai, homem muito
conversador, bem depressa se habitou aquela gente tão simpática e hospitaleira.
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do Algarve, onde havia uma certa semelhança, com aquelas lindas casinhas, todas
caiadas duma alvura sem igual. Costumes bem evidentes naquelas duas províncias
do sul. Aprendi a ler numa<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>escola
particular, onde haviam apenas<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>quatro ou
cinco crianças. Estas não frequentavam as escolas, porque muitas ajudavam os
pais, ou ficando em casa com os irmãos ou avó já velhota,<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>ou a ajudar nos trabalhos do campo. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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modo, pouca gente sabia ler. Hoje recordo com saudade algumas figuras típicas, como<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>a Ti Mari Jóquina, mulher do Ti Zé Bucho, que
era um mulher irrequieta, trabalhadora e activa. Ah! Com que saudade daquele
tempo, das belas adiafas, que faziam no final das colheitas ou para celebrar
algum acontecimento.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>E as lindas
cantigas do povo alentejano que ficam no coração de quem os escuta que eram
ouvidas nesses momentos de confraternização, eram momentos que tornavam mais
amenas as horas difíceis, que minimizavam as amarguras dum trabalho árduo. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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recordações do passado, importa reviver<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>alguns momentos que fazem parte do nosso património cultural, de recorte
anedótico e mais popular do nosso povo. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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tabernas e as barbearias eram os locais de encontro e de convívio diário. Alise
reuniam, entre uns copitos e dois dedos de conversa, ou uma anedota mais
ousada, alguns amigos que eram sempre os habituais<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>fregueses.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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eu recordo também o Ti Zé Simão, já velhote, com o seu cachimbo a fumegar, um
poeta popular que toda aldeia conhecia e que era sempre um grande animador das
melhores ocasiões. Surgiam cantigas ao desafio e muitas modas, ficaram na boca
do povo, não só feitas por ele, como de tantos outros, cujos nomes ficaram
ignorados. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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ao som do bandolim do amigo Custóido se faziam ouvir as lindas quadras, quem
agarrava melhor a deixa? Por vezes, alguma mulher mais ousada, entrava na
taberna, para rebocar o marido que já estava com a “buída a mais no
buche”...<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>e saltavam com<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>a sua<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>trova muito bem atirada. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Eh! Rai do diabe! Já tás a preparar as goelas para a adiáfa da Ti Jóquina?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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taberneiro enchia mais os copos, até entornar, já estava<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“lusco-fusco” e a Ti Chica não acendera ainda
os “candeeiros a pitrol”.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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mais atento e observador, comentava:<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Voceia já tá mai é a levar a gente à ruína... mai a mim não me leva voceia à
certa. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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a nada vem por aí a minha Jóquina, e ai Jesus! Tá o caldo entornado!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Eh! Compadre, não se deixe mandar por elas! Se le apetece beba, home!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Ti Sebastião,<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>este é à minha saúde!
Vamos lá mais um copito!<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Ti Zé Bucho, não resistia à tentação e ia bebendo sem querer...<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Custodim tocava em surdina no bandolim as modinhas alentejanas,<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>a seu lado o Manel <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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o ar uma quadra.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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lindo Zé do Simão<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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o guarda do teu condado<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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taberna do Sabastião<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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tocar viola e cantar o fado!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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guarda que não gostava da graça,<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>voltou-se para o Zé Simão, e diz-lhe:<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Ah! Eu... é que dou resposta por ti!<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>-
diz o poeta sorrindo.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Pois você é que é o poeta, fale você por mim que eu o guarde!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Ma tu és guarda ou anjo da guarda!? Bem vamos lá aos versos:<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Zé Bucho<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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bicho<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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repuxo”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Toma lá que é p’ra na pensares que aguentas mai buída! - disse o guarda todo
inchado quem nem um ”pirum” da herdade do João Vaidoso.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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a conversa ia animando e exaltando alguns ânimos à fala. Só assim, caso
contrário, não se lhes arrancava a alguns,<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>uma palavra sequer.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Vens p’rá aqui com sede de vinhe ,<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>ó<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Chico das Dornas?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Nem<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>uma pinga d’água <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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lá no tê sito, que os eucalitros<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>que ele
prantou lá chuparem toda a água do Rio Sado.... É ou não é verdade?- exclamava
o João do Monte, já meio desengonçado e os olhos em bico.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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uma risada geral, ninguém respondeu.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Tia Chica, dona da taberna, ajudava o marido por vezes a “aviar” os fregueses e
mandava alguns embora (com quem tinha relações familiares chegadas) quando a
coisa estava tremida... Desta vez andava ela entretida a pôr a “scolatêra” de
barro para aquecer o café. Pôs uma toalha alva numa mesa que cheirava a
“barrela” , “prantou”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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um pão douradinho e quente, uma tigela com “zêtonas”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>e o “assucre” amarelo. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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por servir o café que fumegava e perfumava o ar com o seu rico aroma...<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Cheira que recende! Diz a Ti Chica. E dispunha os “bucros”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>de esmalte, nos quais ia deitando o líquido
bem quentinho, dizendo:<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Vá lá... venham curtir a bebedeira! Amanhã não se levantam para a adiáfa da Tia
Maria Jóquina! <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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verdade, a Tia Maria Joaquina, mulher previdente apareceu precisamente nesse
momento.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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em redor, observou o jeito do marido e imediatamente, dirigindo-se<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>à comadre Chica.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Parece mentira Comadre Fracisca, a estas horas e não mandou o seu compadre Zé
Bucho para casa! A encher demais o bucho com este veneno da buída!<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Anda p’ra casa homem, com tanto trabalho e
amanhã a adiáfa, quero ver como a gente se safa!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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meio da zanga, a Ti Chica, esqueceu-se de botar mais pitrol nocandeeiro e este
apagou-se.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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uma escuridão que não deixava observar bem os rostos corados,<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>pelos efeitos do álcool que nem o sol em
brasa fazia na monda.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Apenas o lume chão
que crepitava na chaminé dava um pouco de claridade ao ambiente.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Procura aí os fófos p’ra acender o candeeiro, pediu a Ti Chica, aflita com a
torcida que caiu,<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>após ter posto mais
pitrol no recipiente. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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ambiente iluminou-se um pouco mais e a Tia Jóquina viu melhor quem eram os
compinchas do marido.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Pelo andar da carruáge, vi logo quem vinha dentro! Há bocado não enxergui, mas
agora estou a ver bem...<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Era melhor que voceia não visse! E mostrou o copo vazio... continuando ... mai
voceia não é a irmã da Maria Machadinha? <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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ouvir a alcunha da irmã, Joaquina,<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>não
gostou da graça e no seu jeito de versejar, respondeu:<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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que corte<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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arara...<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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muita sorte<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Vamos lá embora!<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Que já estás aqui a
mais!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Não se vá ainda Ti Mari Joquina! Diz o Ti<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Zé Simão.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Gostei dessa, sim senhor!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Feliciana<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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recado<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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alentejana<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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a mulher não se ficava sem resposta, ou não fosse ela a Ti Maria Jóquina,<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>de resposta sempre na boca.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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dar a machadada<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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força me faltou<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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mulher educada<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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mãe me ensinou!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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dizendo a quadra,<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>puxou energicamente
pelo casaco do marido e foi levando o homem, ainda meio tonto, para fora da
taberna.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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silêncio, que a seguir foi logo cortado pelo mais atrevido: <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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E esta hem! Elas é que mandam! Nem para jogar uma cartada,<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>deixou o homem ficar!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Olha amigo, tu não és alentejano, porque se fosses, sabias que as nossas
mulheres, são cautelosas e acompanham sempre os homens nas suas tarefas. As
mulheres são sagradas como os filhos, o homem responsabiliza-se pelas suas
crias,<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>até elas botarem corpo. Com a
terra a gente cava e pranta a semente, a gente monda e nace a <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Nace a espiga e a gente cêfa. Tudo isto tem valor,<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>como as nossas mulheres para nós,<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>porque tanto a terra,<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>como elas,<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>nos dão frutos do nosso amor.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Vamos lá, que aqui não morreu ninguém! Façamos uma viva à adiafa da Ti Maria
Joquina que vamos amanhã! E erguendo os copos ao alto:<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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o vitelinho!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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vitelinho! Como é que a gente o come vivo?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Jóquina!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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bandolim do Zé Viola,<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>faz ouvir-se com
mais intensidade,<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>e,<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>começam a preparar as modinhas alentejanas ao
fundo da taberna, junto da lareira que arde como os seus corações.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Mai será um vitelinho ou bezerro? <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Com tanto pessoal, se for como o bezerro que comprei<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>o ano passado na feira, mai duro nem um
chavelho. O vendedor havia garantido que o bezerro pesava vinte arrobas, <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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no fim de contas,<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>pesava apenas catorze
arrobas.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Pois fica sabendo que compraste<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>“gato<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>por<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>lebre”,<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>que<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>não<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>era<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>nadadisso, nem vitelinho, nem bezerro,<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>mas sim<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“bod...és”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>- disse o taberneiro gracejando. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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assim ficaram, meio tagarelas, dando vivas à adiafa da Ti Maria Jóquina até que
a taberna fechou. A Ti Chica<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>foi
obrigada a correr com eles...<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Vamos lá que amanhã é outro dia. Têm de levantar-se ao romper da alva, para ir
ajudar à morte do vitelinho da ti Maria Joquina. E sabem que as crias
dela,<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>são da melhor carne alentejana
destas redondezas, e os seus petiscos vão ser um primor...de comer e chorar por
mais! <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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uma recordação da minha passagem por terras alentejanas, onde permaneci durante
alguns anos da minha infância,<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>que
passei aqui a recordar... esse Alentejo de sonho, de campos verdejantes de
paisagens deslumbrantes a perder-se no infinito, em bebedeiras de verde-azul!
Foi o rio Sado que um dia me contou esta história,<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>tão <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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tão fascinante,<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>duma parcela que restou
dentro do mer ser, em sonhos de água a escorrer pelos terrenos da alma que
ficou no coração do seu povo!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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parafraseando o poeta direi: <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZAXDsrPCMpMAX7tyk1KDJrLVnxI67h3HeFK9PUzCG3riyQYZ8r3x7JPgMHjJDlulmlQUdCzIrTZvysjeneY0ozGNV8ZCKUzcD5xiCu-bdPiWB0czHQKvNnAgx0sw5cpSmQFoB-EGBjHk/s1600/NOSSA+SENHORA.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" dba="true" height="149" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZAXDsrPCMpMAX7tyk1KDJrLVnxI67h3HeFK9PUzCG3riyQYZ8r3x7JPgMHjJDlulmlQUdCzIrTZvysjeneY0ozGNV8ZCKUzcD5xiCu-bdPiWB0czHQKvNnAgx0sw5cpSmQFoB-EGBjHk/s320/NOSSA+SENHORA.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>Maria José Fraquezahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14541466754806443223noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886610498102680706.post-15893323533678727062012-04-28T04:13:00.001-07:002012-04-28T04:13:21.087-07:00Maria José Fraquezahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14541466754806443223noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886610498102680706.post-77507708415672900742012-04-28T04:07:00.001-07:002012-04-28T04:14:36.987-07:00LENDAS DA MINHA TERRA<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPRW6vUPI9o7vTD1CN2MW4B_UewafSHYe_YKKWt8C7Wnme5YhHoG1ac78qSzYCIKHqmKPiYR1-aISE2xHnLKJXznNCMIid3SOwXG5MvSpEZnFv-GUAFD-I-oNrhRHXXbKdTI76iEPSRPU/s1600/TORRE+DA+FUSETA.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="154" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPRW6vUPI9o7vTD1CN2MW4B_UewafSHYe_YKKWt8C7Wnme5YhHoG1ac78qSzYCIKHqmKPiYR1-aISE2xHnLKJXznNCMIid3SOwXG5MvSpEZnFv-GUAFD-I-oNrhRHXXbKdTI76iEPSRPU/s320/TORRE+DA+FUSETA.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>Maria José Fraquezahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14541466754806443223noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886610498102680706.post-40265886310574475162011-05-20T17:39:00.000-07:002011-05-21T07:21:54.968-07:00LANÇAMENTO DO LIVRO DE TEATRO<span style="color:#000099;"><strong>Depois da apresentação do meu livro </strong></span><br /><span style="color:#000099;"><strong><span style="color:#993399;">TEATRO POPULAR DA MINHA TERRA</span> ,</strong></span><br /><span style="color:#000099;"><strong>no CLUBE LITERÁRIO DO PORTO, que se realizou no passado dia 8 de Maio, segue-se agora o lançamento da obra no Algarve, cujo convite apresento.</strong></span><br /><span style="color:#000099;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="color:#000099;"><strong>Este é o convite que gostaria de ver os meus amigos presentes nesse dia.</strong></span><br /><span style="color:#000099;"><strong></strong></span><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608963265584221794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 415px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 208px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0D8_9r0g3-TdXfbNLw1rq3wMORK8cNjRoZLxZBjjKlmRmN3bk5g-HDZvhDmrWssehfFUFtUBwzB6RndycF7v80Cpsh4TGbYloMFJDMLoJ0iJGsR4GW9apVKOIZWgNepxnb14E92Hl0Dg/s400/conviteteatropopularf.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGPZNHujg_EcdLlwpLbQXJcWfjoD4oyKaws-Bt7ed1v2qrxU8isjxLJq7YuTkoKBeineXo00rh9EF4YUgfJE-Hyt-3Ylue9Tflppr7lfA5D2X9FhhETFONX-vllBur0UtXtXqBYuDBMIY/s1600/CARTAZTEATROPOPULAR.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608962942336677906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 310px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 408px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGPZNHujg_EcdLlwpLbQXJcWfjoD4oyKaws-Bt7ed1v2qrxU8isjxLJq7YuTkoKBeineXo00rh9EF4YUgfJE-Hyt-3Ylue9Tflppr7lfA5D2X9FhhETFONX-vllBur0UtXtXqBYuDBMIY/s400/CARTAZTEATROPOPULAR.jpg" border="0" /></a> <strong><span style="color:#000066;">Esta obra contem entre outras, algumas peças teatrais, que foram levadas a público nalgumas escolas secundárias onde leccionei (Almada, Faro, Olhão, Fuseta e Vila Real de S. António), e no Festival de Teatro do Algarve promovido pelo Inatel com algum exito.<br /></span></strong></div><br /><br /><br /><div align="justify"><strong><span style="color:#000066;">Compareçam!<br /></span></strong></div>Maria José Fraquezahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14541466754806443223noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886610498102680706.post-693418956846293132011-05-16T08:07:00.001-07:002011-05-16T08:17:49.958-07:00DIA INTERNACIONAL DOS MUSEUS<strong><span style="color:#3366ff;">No dia 18 de Maio - quarta-feira - DIA INTERNACIONAL DOS MUSEUS a minha Casa Museu estará aberta às vossas visitas no seguinte horário:</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#cc33cc;"></span></strong><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#000099;">Manhã - Das 9,30 às 12,30 horas</span></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#000099;">Tarde - Das 14,30 às 17 horas</span></strong></div><br /><div align="left"><strong><span style="color:#000099;"></span></strong></div><br /><div align="justify"><strong><span style="color:#000099;"><em><span style="color:#993399;">Poderá assistir a um Recital Poético pela autora e passagens de videos de diversas actividades culturais: teatro, cantares, marchas populares, recitais, hora do conto</span></em>...</span></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#000099;"></span></strong></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibFcFXuTCxyWUvkUeUxr_WpmPpHJoZdVvkSYnE-_r5GphMo1IrwCCLtbxENG_3V0XUcHRfTBsoi6acVw5HKeDCTLeRn31Vmrabp0Lh4344cvnpu2AftzHiLQIavr-efKiwY3uGeexTc5M/s1600/Maryz%25C3%25A9Rua.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607331364654535906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibFcFXuTCxyWUvkUeUxr_WpmPpHJoZdVvkSYnE-_r5GphMo1IrwCCLtbxENG_3V0XUcHRfTBsoi6acVw5HKeDCTLeRn31Vmrabp0Lh4344cvnpu2AftzHiLQIavr-efKiwY3uGeexTc5M/s400/Maryz%25C3%25A9Rua.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7bu-ABd_cYn18thgp7nUsFUcpMmWNKB6zjP3bAvsq3oZO5clLnPRgjXAIJ3Xxm0E7i9Vbii40XSt0TKbQsNyqPf2-inFXl_IECsx4C_zm3V5l8B0yDyDMXOUYnElpTDD9usQoJb2WlLo/s1600/MIZ%25C3%2589LISBOA.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607331186166543554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 432px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 360px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7bu-ABd_cYn18thgp7nUsFUcpMmWNKB6zjP3bAvsq3oZO5clLnPRgjXAIJ3Xxm0E7i9Vbii40XSt0TKbQsNyqPf2-inFXl_IECsx4C_zm3V5l8B0yDyDMXOUYnElpTDD9usQoJb2WlLo/s400/MIZ%25C3%2589LISBOA.bmp" border="0" /></a> </div>Maria José Fraquezahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14541466754806443223noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886610498102680706.post-26859911887609627582011-04-03T08:28:00.000-07:002011-04-03T08:41:23.726-07:00O TEATRO POPULAR - AS LAVADEIRAS<div align="justify"><span style="color:#000099;"><strong>Depois da peça - <span style="color:#cc0000;">Era Assim o Natal</span>, iremos assistir a outro espectáculo de teatro no dia 23 de Abril, pelas 21,30 horas, no <span style="color:#006600;">Cinema Topázio</span> - Fuseta- desta vez com o título: <span style="color:#993399;">AS LAVADEIRAS</span>, que faz parte duma peça de teatro, mais completa inserida na temática: Os Usos e Costumes da Minha Terra.</strong></span></div><br /><div align="justify"><span style="color:#000099;"><strong>Todas as peças apresentadas e outras inéditas, irão fazer parte de um livro cujo título é: TEATRO POPULAR DA MINHA TERRA - da autoria de Maria José Fraqueza, sendo o seu 20º livro, que irá ser apresentado brevemente. </strong></span></div><br /><div align="justify"><strong><span style="color:#000099;">Quem estiver interessado no livro é favor contactar a autora: </span></strong></div><br /><div align="justify"><strong><span style="color:#000099;"></span></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#993399;">mail:zezinhafraqueza@netcabo.pt</span></strong></div><br /><div align="center"></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMi9tUfBIveu8-yIP_-e1N8O7WBjtO5q_KdvTNvU_h3XLy8YH7VXp3vt_wm_rFfG4fRhyd83pxPq5jTY2WsZ7i_KWLsQR_XyFYu19oub0jyQb8G6XZy9_96ssux2OkTeDx9GF8j0fqpP8/s1600/TEATRO-LAVADEIRAS.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591380197882193954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 457px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 343px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMi9tUfBIveu8-yIP_-e1N8O7WBjtO5q_KdvTNvU_h3XLy8YH7VXp3vt_wm_rFfG4fRhyd83pxPq5jTY2WsZ7i_KWLsQR_XyFYu19oub0jyQb8G6XZy9_96ssux2OkTeDx9GF8j0fqpP8/s400/TEATRO-LAVADEIRAS.jpg" border="0" /></a> <br /><div></div><br /><div></div>Maria José Fraquezahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14541466754806443223noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886610498102680706.post-65131385156208130352010-12-29T02:57:00.001-08:002010-12-29T03:58:02.441-08:00O TEATRO POPULAR<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMRyc60mr0fT6n1zIDtjtdCngisleoz2eK2qntAiRgrYDIVqcn6zZIl_C0WU3Z1rxBLykYVmQKjdt7a5uwptq-fB1G_Cg4xe9vZBhDnjTBuUmClVwspmOBzMpL9Ox7WS4ASCsbE6YzJHs/s1600/fotos-teatro+165.jpg"></a><span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;">No Dia de Natal foi apresentada da Peça de Teatro "ERA ASSIM O NATAL" da autoria de Maria José Fraqueza, a Cena I - A Casa Pobre - num espectáculo que além da representação teatral, teve a colaboração musical dos "Amigos Fusetenses" grupo constituído pelos consagrados artistas fusetenses - Sara Gonçalves e Domingos Caetano da afamada Banda Íris, entre outros jovens.</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;">Foi um festa de Natal que encantou o público assistente. </span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;">Da peça de teatro, apresentamos algumas fotos que retratam alguns momentos</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;">ocorridos como o "amassar das empanadilhas e brenhóis" em que as mulheres fusetenses partilhavam os seus segredos, na noite da consoada.</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;">Esta peça completa percorreu o Algarve há 15 anos atrás, em espectáculos promovidos pela Delegação do Inatel de Faro, com grande êxito.</span><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhevX1_2ZZ3WtxnxkGbEuskfBO_EokCZHlK33lCdO7e2_5-ArIMKMUaFa4GpGdj5SWj5PMbIHRvc1IFVa7FXCb8o4IaHEJ9J4y_AKaDy0YQyhP90u7MlqxTsjcSnnc9n3uhrO82R9xWAc8/s1600/fotos-teatro+166.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556060759144963618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhevX1_2ZZ3WtxnxkGbEuskfBO_EokCZHlK33lCdO7e2_5-ArIMKMUaFa4GpGdj5SWj5PMbIHRvc1IFVa7FXCb8o4IaHEJ9J4y_AKaDy0YQyhP90u7MlqxTsjcSnnc9n3uhrO82R9xWAc8/s400/fotos-teatro+166.jpg" border="0" /></a> <strong><span style="color:#000099;">UM ASPECTO DA CENA EM QUE SE VÊ A MÃE DA ANEQUINHA , A PRÓPRIA E A VIZINHA AMBRÓISA QUE VEM AMASSAR OS FRITOS.<br /></span></strong><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghvk9YEAalAm_PyNDK0xiWBP2HYkLZGHx4uZpwqu0F5EJq4XfDxHAADQvJS1hsjmO96uaSW2aYhWdzV430EbQS5R8yjr0tIq-Ut2LTL6MhOhYlCCFqbfjFrUQ-z_HT4u_WjCi4bdif61k/s1600/fotos-teatro+167.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556060556768509586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghvk9YEAalAm_PyNDK0xiWBP2HYkLZGHx4uZpwqu0F5EJq4XfDxHAADQvJS1hsjmO96uaSW2aYhWdzV430EbQS5R8yjr0tIq-Ut2LTL6MhOhYlCCFqbfjFrUQ-z_HT4u_WjCi4bdif61k/s400/fotos-teatro+167.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="color:#000099;"> </span><strong><span style="color:#000099;">A VIZINHA JÓQUINA QUE CHEGOU DEPOIS PARTILHANDO DA AMASSADURA<br /></span></strong><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiE84LR4K1DzCNUl1wHb39tFkQRXlFjH593bMOnBq33OJ9XfKMheFMEMpH8kp6cZI1s9EtCpsdaUhekOKFBr73gTrj91-6AfjK7HpiTAXUK4qXNrywA_m84AXURIvZ-wSiBWrElewmAslw/s1600/fotos-teatro+169.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556060347735780946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiE84LR4K1DzCNUl1wHb39tFkQRXlFjH593bMOnBq33OJ9XfKMheFMEMpH8kp6cZI1s9EtCpsdaUhekOKFBr73gTrj91-6AfjK7HpiTAXUK4qXNrywA_m84AXURIvZ-wSiBWrElewmAslw/s400/fotos-teatro+169.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div><div><strong><span style="color:#000099;">ELAS NA SUA TAREFA E A VELHOTA FAZ A TIPICA MEIA DE LÃ PARA OS PESCADORES<br /></span></strong><div></div><div></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjedU43X-JXNKhviMrCGnuMpBZbjqMo3r1pYezCDJExZ1Iq-2Pgux_gdTix3XFAmWowh_Y-APJ020oh7vgcLe9CJWDzTGFfO_ed5pIWUrH8pFi56hQEi0Epbv3beMP5jOrm3OrRl3PKQbE/s1600/fotos-teatro+170.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556060234524607106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjedU43X-JXNKhviMrCGnuMpBZbjqMo3r1pYezCDJExZ1Iq-2Pgux_gdTix3XFAmWowh_Y-APJ020oh7vgcLe9CJWDzTGFfO_ed5pIWUrH8pFi56hQEi0Epbv3beMP5jOrm3OrRl3PKQbE/s400/fotos-teatro+170.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color:#000099;"><strong>CONTINUANDO O SEU "ESTRABUCHE"...<br /></strong></span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjV2S86e6uSealmv9QoXhr_iNZUzCQKCUzEdzi2UPpzf0jQKZDfXRHoWp-p4OQhvqVqivIB3DyOVidHsc810E0iRXlc_fViPPmwuYHRlDmNn6T3tInipiT6aBCNO2gbatoK38aCNesXgh4/s1600/fotos-teatro+171.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556060138026171138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjV2S86e6uSealmv9QoXhr_iNZUzCQKCUzEdzi2UPpzf0jQKZDfXRHoWp-p4OQhvqVqivIB3DyOVidHsc810E0iRXlc_fViPPmwuYHRlDmNn6T3tInipiT6aBCNO2gbatoK38aCNesXgh4/s400/fotos-teatro+171.jpg" border="0" /></a> <strong><span style="color:#000099;">FAZEM SERÃO AGUARDANDO A CHEGADA DO MARIDO DA ANEQUINHA</span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="color:#000099;">QUE ANDA NA "GERALDINHA" ATRÁS DOS CHAROLEIROS<br /></span></strong><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvlOhvkYMnDLrYXwPHyYkvPvoK_MTu7t-7MySA-ZDSGB9ckPajjkz3qhMqIzTwvAg5-ZQmcbW6tgUxS3H_CRIxzp3qKou3_MJGtK3LnIdf0atQiC6hAXir7zSZyk-WErqw_pd8jMtuGuA/s1600/fotos-teatro+173.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556060034751588114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvlOhvkYMnDLrYXwPHyYkvPvoK_MTu7t-7MySA-ZDSGB9ckPajjkz3qhMqIzTwvAg5-ZQmcbW6tgUxS3H_CRIxzp3qKou3_MJGtK3LnIdf0atQiC6hAXir7zSZyk-WErqw_pd8jMtuGuA/s400/fotos-teatro+173.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><strong><span style="color:#000066;">REVELAM OS SEGREDOS DAS "BORREFAS DAS EMPANADILHAS</span></strong>" <div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556059930459519410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0QkZ7bwRN1-fNFKtO_zRn_1OtxT-83H94pJqfSNK3ubi6hf1g82kwiMntB4uAPODzR-HJC6fTkPlYBoJgU66QNm4n9_lT0OR-DyOzOE2LzisLriiMsoZi3Z8BG617zT_lhTdxmsIebBo/s400/fotos-teatro+174.jpg" border="0" /><strong><span style="color:#000099;">ENQUANTO AMASSAM VÃO CANTANDO AS CANTIGAS DO SEU TEMPO...<br /></span><br /></strong><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjqxLoKY_LrQdg6QlCl1f1fwN7M4h-ffUP833mToQAo2aPItJ5n6-nIyG769qX9sVJiaNYWpe9e2McwNtCmHsXokHU-Tva0ggO_NoLFywqT2am_dawKBaZNr6MtI4SPJs6i_0942Z6z-c/s1600/fotos-teatro+175.jpg"><strong><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556059762721466658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjqxLoKY_LrQdg6QlCl1f1fwN7M4h-ffUP833mToQAo2aPItJ5n6-nIyG769qX9sVJiaNYWpe9e2McwNtCmHsXokHU-Tva0ggO_NoLFywqT2am_dawKBaZNr6MtI4SPJs6i_0942Z6z-c/s400/fotos-teatro+175.jpg" border="0" /></strong></a> <strong><span style="color:#000099;">A MANA ANEQUINHA NA CHAMINÉ ACENDE O FOGÃO PARA INICIAR AS FRITURAS<br /></span></strong><div><div><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_OXf3bkyIEkTcrWYzWH6w5hvZWnP6eemk-BBM0GwO-seCtxcpXBgK-7yBbSgiM3w9j5XCgExywgbR9ISfFUqlPdkuY4crSBeRzluKIKxg_Z1MlKHNP9dPLfw_G1up9fLFzJEdt2Cow_Y/s1600/fotos-teatro+178.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556059336959222274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_OXf3bkyIEkTcrWYzWH6w5hvZWnP6eemk-BBM0GwO-seCtxcpXBgK-7yBbSgiM3w9j5XCgExywgbR9ISfFUqlPdkuY4crSBeRzluKIKxg_Z1MlKHNP9dPLfw_G1up9fLFzJEdt2Cow_Y/s400/fotos-teatro+178.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="color:#000099;"> <strong>A VELHA MÃE CONTINUA O SEU SERÃO AGUARDANDO A CHEGADA DO GENRO<br /></strong></span><br /><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitc_8r4KWqKr04DxIp3TLkihu6weJ2-Sf4vXCFsh6WMxHajcInZq06IBqt2Mn2eNIyHHhUDYNkRVCsFrblk9EngmVW_ERJsHiLom7il0afpG7UhXk1Hgu2wDnDnZcGI_5-fZLsyUvGveM/s1600/fotos-teatro+179.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556058992809070738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitc_8r4KWqKr04DxIp3TLkihu6weJ2-Sf4vXCFsh6WMxHajcInZq06IBqt2Mn2eNIyHHhUDYNkRVCsFrblk9EngmVW_ERJsHiLom7il0afpG7UhXk1Hgu2wDnDnZcGI_5-fZLsyUvGveM/s400/fotos-teatro+179.jpg" border="0" /></a> <strong><span style="color:#000099;">CHEGA A FILHA MAIS VELHA DA MERCIARIA DO SR. ANTONICO<br /></span></strong><br /><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJ7hoSgE0OYBq2xeN1NJYnRW2t9fDoblAB7J8QdCOW-6SkkSjiyi6wzaiOkNdZMp-APparhuORmhD0A-dDwNVmqRxvKCPKdGOk3_zLdYQUfPY-fBrIs285ThFdokSg3lQuDEbzBlyuUEE/s1600/fotos-teatro+181.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556058797983478162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJ7hoSgE0OYBq2xeN1NJYnRW2t9fDoblAB7J8QdCOW-6SkkSjiyi6wzaiOkNdZMp-APparhuORmhD0A-dDwNVmqRxvKCPKdGOk3_zLdYQUfPY-fBrIs285ThFdokSg3lQuDEbzBlyuUEE/s400/fotos-teatro+181.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="color:#000066;"><strong>A LUZ DO CANDIEIRO A PETROLEO APAGOU-SE....<br /></strong><br /></span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZz5mYHtnG-jF80_zDBGkuRnRJUxLG_-3kksQCK7B9ySWHE9A6u4jgPZALf0HFzaUFKMfpcJFeuoTs4xVBTvJf33edoeQcXJYKCVhtpMuevvYDrTntRg_bfSoj2EJVaEVx7xYClXSAdyo/s1600/fotos-teatro+182.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556058685287050722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZz5mYHtnG-jF80_zDBGkuRnRJUxLG_-3kksQCK7B9ySWHE9A6u4jgPZALf0HFzaUFKMfpcJFeuoTs4xVBTvJf33edoeQcXJYKCVhtpMuevvYDrTntRg_bfSoj2EJVaEVx7xYClXSAdyo/s400/fotos-teatro+182.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="color:#000099;"><strong>AS VIZINHAS COM A MANA ANEQUINHA VÃO TENDER AS FILHÓS<br /></strong></span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRJG9jm2tW_WgfSC5ygqy37jII9r_Ft8KKLVl5ex-qth6Z2Y6dT2_HjauAlTXK9vhhRJ4ANfQ-2TdcP8fARWnNas7fHPpr5WqDd9SwKbZ1kvdRZpUa9aSEonHgcGiuDYp0raDV9OFAXMk/s1600/fotos-teatro+183.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556058597854436002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRJG9jm2tW_WgfSC5ygqy37jII9r_Ft8KKLVl5ex-qth6Z2Y6dT2_HjauAlTXK9vhhRJ4ANfQ-2TdcP8fARWnNas7fHPpr5WqDd9SwKbZ1kvdRZpUa9aSEonHgcGiuDYp0raDV9OFAXMk/s400/fotos-teatro+183.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="color:#000099;"><strong>UM ASPECTO PARCIAL DO PUBLICO<br /></strong></span><br /><div><div><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvSotZ7mMCnGD-KLoWqnzzlwShW9Kscf5LkHJ-enrjE1SIj01vm1wKcvvC5kxiPoEOb1J8tcVOCaVEtLbK_NJ5GQCyD2lLE7FIbo8LHplcVYxeiADY0-2TO3TOC_cVVr-euxw1eUPW3QY/s1600/fotos-teatro+162.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556057625651000802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvSotZ7mMCnGD-KLoWqnzzlwShW9Kscf5LkHJ-enrjE1SIj01vm1wKcvvC5kxiPoEOb1J8tcVOCaVEtLbK_NJ5GQCyD2lLE7FIbo8LHplcVYxeiADY0-2TO3TOC_cVVr-euxw1eUPW3QY/s400/fotos-teatro+162.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="color:#000099;"><strong>Esta cena teve a participação dos seguintes elementos:</strong></span></div><div><strong><span style="color:#000099;"></span></strong></div><div></div><div><span style="color:#000099;"><strong></strong></span></div><div><span style="color:#000099;"><strong>MANA ANEQUINHA - Aliete Rodrigues - MÃE DA ANEQUINHA - Elzita da Paz - </strong></span></div><div><span style="color:#000099;"><strong></strong></span></div><div><span style="color:#000099;"><strong>VIZINHA AMBRÓISA - Vera Lucia - VIZINHA JÓQUINA - Maria da Graça</strong></span></div><div><span style="color:#000099;"><strong></strong></span></div><div><span style="color:#000099;"><strong>VIZINHA FAUSTINA - Mulher do Sr. Elvino</strong></span></div><div><span style="color:#000099;"><strong></strong></span></div><div><span style="color:#000099;"><strong>FILHAS DA ANEQUINHA: Magali, Margarida Picoito e Francisca Canas</strong></span></div><div><span style="color:#000099;"><strong></strong></span></div><div><span style="color:#000099;"><strong>MARIDO DA ANEQUINHA: Maria Benta<br /><br /><br /></strong></span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Maria José Fraquezahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14541466754806443223noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886610498102680706.post-57427493361946440472010-12-28T01:27:00.000-08:002011-01-17T06:27:09.906-08:00CHAROLA "AS MATRAQUEIRAS"<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563161060370581730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 435px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 286px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbravdfO-iCbRC0Nb3cIC2hCK-Q1xDa916Vs3SGoeUG4pmj_pvLFV1fRr_0R0s2ABw3PmqkLTUV2hjmhlF4N0UdqSx27rltGLhjrLLWUbK-uW2GJ2yu8C_-aKnNVfi9XV2qBTzUI6Hd-I/s400/Matraqueiras.jpg" border="0" /><br /><div><span style="color:#6600cc;"></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEmAXPYnkeEfCjGwJwn_KGOSGM2zVxOC2BH53vDZuq9dkyuQoQefNjbod_3K9UobWzkjwMBsNpwmG4kbfih9Ievry70vuIa9LTcvmZd3BZHJkI587t1WBhPVtfEHb9nfrN248yS6bjiPA/s1600/charola2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555666220075326114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 283px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEmAXPYnkeEfCjGwJwn_KGOSGM2zVxOC2BH53vDZuq9dkyuQoQefNjbod_3K9UobWzkjwMBsNpwmG4kbfih9Ievry70vuIa9LTcvmZd3BZHJkI587t1WBhPVtfEHb9nfrN248yS6bjiPA/s400/charola2.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"><strong>O REGRESSO DAS MATRAQUEIRAS</strong></span> </div><br /><br /><div><span style="color:#000099;"><strong>Este grupo de Cantares de Natal - Charola Fusetense - "AS MATRAQUEIRAS" foi fundado por Maria José Fraqueza em Dezembro de 1992, tendo sido a sua primeira apresentação, no dia 2 de Janeiro de 1993, data em que se iniciam as charolas no Sotavento Algarvio. Percorreu todo o Algarve cantando de forma tradicional. O nome "matraqueiras" deriva dos instrumentos com que elas, quando crianças cantavam as janeiras pelas portas e casas dos senhores que lhe davam entrada. Era propriamente um grupo coral, sem instrumentos musicais.<br />Constituído por mulheres e crianças que eram ensaiadas pela sua fundadora. </strong></span></div><br /><div><strong><span style="color:#000099;">Após algum tempo de ausência o Grupo reinciou a sua actividade e vai ter a sua primeira</span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="color:#000099;">exibibição publica no exterior, no dia 2 de Janeiro, pelas 16 horas no Largo da Igreja em Pechão, seguindo-se no dia 6 de Janeiro na sua terra Natal.</span></strong><br /></div><br /><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555662877348080018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 278px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh37f5K1hDEH1hVLvmeTE7hNRYCuof78yL5IrlsBGTFGQTLgvekw3y2CUrXlnTLKJll4SBJLHQx1RP_cd8imuvBQwFekaWdfO8f9SzeAFWeLTV3fB1sv5heROj2-wtDH8ZqvEZCsm1Hoh8/s400/charola3.jpg" border="0" /><strong><span style="color:#006600;">EXIBIÇÃO NA CIDADE DE FARO COM SEU TRAJE DE APRESENTAÇÃO<br /></span></strong><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNJeYLaiF8gbw8NZ3fIx6LpnDNXn32YXLNtRRiMoIqGHCfXggbGU8-ZEt5VFhNKaKoCZAPdx-z9DAW-Mt0ojJE11gzUrV58RmrmovJpESC8NvRiSdsBjTMqHO5J0T34yrukhBEafwkyjY/s1600/charola1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555662709700574146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNJeYLaiF8gbw8NZ3fIx6LpnDNXn32YXLNtRRiMoIqGHCfXggbGU8-ZEt5VFhNKaKoCZAPdx-z9DAW-Mt0ojJE11gzUrV58RmrmovJpESC8NvRiSdsBjTMqHO5J0T34yrukhBEafwkyjY/s400/charola1.jpg" border="0" /></a> <strong><span style="color:#006600;">EXIBIÇÃO NO SPORT LISBOA E FUSETA COM TRAJE TIPICO<br /></span></strong><br /><span style="color:#000099;"><strong>Do seu reportório apresentamos um cantico novo, com letra e música da autora, que foi muito aplaudido </strong></span></div><br /><div><strong><span style="color:#000099;"></span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="color:#000099;"></span></strong></div><span style="color:#000099;"><strong></strong></span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#000099;"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;">NOITE GELADA</span></strong></span></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"></span></strong></div><br /><div><span style="color:#000099;"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"></span></strong></span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#000099;"><strong><span style="font-size:100%;color:#6600cc;">Foi numa noite gelada</span></strong></span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#000099;"><strong><span style="font-size:100%;color:#6600cc;">Que o Menino Deus nasceu</span></strong></span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#000099;"><strong><span style="font-size:100%;color:#6600cc;">Na cabana iluminada</span></strong></span></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:100%;color:#6600cc;">A Estrela resplandeceu...</span></strong></div><br /><div></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:100%;color:#6600cc;"></span></strong></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:100%;"><strong><span style="color:#6600cc;">Natal, a mais linda noite d</span></strong><strong><span style="color:#6600cc;">e Luar</span></strong></span></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:100%;color:#6600cc;">E a Virgem adorada</span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:100%;color:#6600cc;">Como Mãe foi consagrada</span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:100%;color:#6600cc;">Rainha e fada do Lar</span></strong></div><br /><div></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:100%;color:#6600cc;"></span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:100%;color:#6600cc;">REFRÃO</span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:100%;color:#6600cc;"></span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:100%;color:#6600cc;"></span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:100%;color:#6600cc;">Pastores vieram de longe</span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:100%;color:#6600cc;">Para o Menino Adorar</span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:100%;color:#6600cc;">Trouxeram belos cordeiros</span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:100%;color:#6600cc;">Do seu rebenho sem par...</span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:100%;color:#6600cc;">Os Reis Magos num momento</span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:100%;color:#6600cc;">Sem parar....</span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:100%;color:#6600cc;">Caminharam ao relento</span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:100%;color:#6600cc;">Pois creem no sacramento</span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:100%;color:#6600cc;">Vêm Jesus adorar!</span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:100%;color:#6600cc;"></span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:100%;color:#6600cc;"></span></strong></div><br /><div><span style="color:#000099;"><strong><span style="font-size:100%;color:#6600cc;">Naquela noite tão fria</span></strong></span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#000099;"><strong><span style="font-size:100%;color:#6600cc;">Em que o anjo anunciou</span></strong></span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#000099;"><strong><span style="font-size:100%;color:#6600cc;">- Bendita sejas Maria!</span></strong></span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#000099;"><strong><span style="font-size:100%;color:#6600cc;">- Gloria in Excelcius soou...</span></strong></span></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:100%;color:#6600cc;"></span></strong></div><br /><div><span style="color:#000099;"><strong><span style="font-size:100%;color:#6600cc;"></span></strong></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="color:#000099;"><strong><span style="color:#6600cc;">Naquela noite tão bela, </span></strong></span><span style="color:#000099;"><strong><span style="color:#6600cc;">de encantar</span></strong></span></span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#000099;"><strong><span style="font-size:100%;color:#6600cc;">Jesus mostrou nobre exemplo</span></strong></span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#000099;"><strong><span style="font-size:100%;color:#6600cc;">Da Cabana fez um templo</span></strong></span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#000099;"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;">Da manjedoura um Altar!</span></div></strong></span><span style="color:#000099;"><strong><br /><div><br /></strong></span></div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"><strong>MENINO RISONHO</strong></span><br /><strong><span style="color:#993399;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#993399;">Menino Risonho</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#993399;">Brilhante o olhar</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#993399;">Por vezes, suponho</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#993399;">Ver nele o Luar.</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#993399;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#993399;">Menino risonho</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#993399;">No meu sonho belo</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#993399;">Menino risonho</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#993399;">Menino te ponho</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#993399;">Noutro paralelo</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#993399;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#993399;">Menino Risonho</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#993399;">Boquita de riso</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#993399;">Menino de sonho</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#993399;">Do meu paraiso.</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#993399;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#993399;">Menino risonho</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#993399;">Menino de Luz</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#993399;">Menino risonho</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#993399;">Menino de Sonho</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#993399;">Menino Jesus!</span></strong></div>Maria José Fraquezahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14541466754806443223noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886610498102680706.post-28861390524161090592010-12-16T09:49:00.000-08:002011-02-06T07:26:31.382-08:00O ALTAR DO MENINO JESUSO PRESÉPIO TRADICIONAL ALGARVIO PRESENTE NO MEU AUDITÓRIO<br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEif3m_3Pt03wgNMKXr1GFDpQjAtXnjNe2w68_2B4YmXkNu_MS9Kvx5MGMJi1vfSRPKamqLCj_Mv4SBjyQptx8MxMTvKLGcTjWzlcK4SCj34cOQLY-29wMNYhWE632AJY5EuFpTJKdVKMwg/s1600/DSC00375.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570597541003529698" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEif3m_3Pt03wgNMKXr1GFDpQjAtXnjNe2w68_2B4YmXkNu_MS9Kvx5MGMJi1vfSRPKamqLCj_Mv4SBjyQptx8MxMTvKLGcTjWzlcK4SCj34cOQLY-29wMNYhWE632AJY5EuFpTJKdVKMwg/s400/DSC00375.JPG" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDKy8IUzm6F4jI7vZYRtifeh2F3G9bwrNNKOC5lINr8-hyXgS0gqQC2xsdDLms3C70CYepCMB1ZAPxt1B1Z_GbRzbjMCfiCtUeCqF8gk067S2ZMc3sbGY2RPCJTCnyGORficOarNX6Uec/s1600/DSC00376.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" 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style="color:#3333ff;"><strong></strong><strong>EXPOSIÇÃO NO AUDITÓRIO DA CASA MUSEU </strong></span><br /><strong><span style="color:#3333ff;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#3333ff;">O Altar do Menino Jesus é uma velha tradição dos meus avós </span></strong><strong><span style="color:#3333ff;">louletanos</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#3333ff;">e da minha bisavó materna de S. Brás de Alportel </span></strong><strong><span style="color:#3333ff;">que pretendi levar a efeito</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#3333ff;">em sua homenagem, </span></strong><strong><span style="color:#3333ff;">presente ao público no Auditório da minha Casa Museu.</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#3333ff;">O altar está decorado de forma tradicional. As toalhas de altar </span></strong><strong><span style="color:#3333ff;">foram executadas pela minha avó materna e pela minha mãe </span></strong><strong><span style="color:#3333ff;">que eram umas artistas na arte de rendas e bordados</span></strong>.<span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong></span><br /><span style="color:#3366ff;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><strong>(1º Premio - Conto Natal - Brasil)<br /><br /></strong></span><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;">O ALTAR DO MENINO JESUS<br /></span><br />Por: Maria José Fraqueza<br /><br />Algumas tradições natalícias vão extinguindo nos nossos dias. </strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>Embora alguns</strong></span><br /><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>mais agarrados a elas procurem mantê-las, há </strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>muitos costumes que foram desaparecendo. As crianças </strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>actuais </strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>já não vivem os velhos sonhos da inocência, esses </strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>sonhos num </strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>mundo de magia por desvendar, os seus sonhos </strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>cor de rosa feitos </strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>de pequenas ilusões... elas sabem já que os </strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>bébés não vêm no “ bico </strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>da cegonha” e os “pais natais” ou o </strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>“Menino Jesus”, também não </strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>descem às chaminés. As famílias mais tradicionais, principalmente nas aldeias </strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>serranas </strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>e algumas do litoral, tinham o hábito de fazer o </strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>Altar do Menino </strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>Jesus, a que alguns designam por </strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>“Presépio Tradicional do Algarve, </strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>costume de arte </strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>popular que foi bastante usual no</strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong> século XIX.<br />A minha bisavó materna que ia sempre festejar o</strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong> </strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>Natal a casa de sua </strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>mãe que vivia numa aldeia distante, </strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>com ela havia aprendido a fazer </strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>o Altar do Menino Jesus</strong></span><br /><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>– o Altar das Searinhas – tal como ela dizia.<br />Mal começava o mês de Dezembro, era chegado o dia oito </strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>– Dia de </strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>Nossa Senhora da Conceição e já em casa havia os </strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>grãos de trigo para </strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>as searinhas.<br />- Vamos pôr o trigo de molho nos pratinhos, a ver qual a </strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>searinha </strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>que mais cresce? – dizia entusiasmada a minha </strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>avó e continuava:<br />- Aquela que mais crescer será aquele que receberá mais </strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>bênçãos </strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>do Céu por ter cumprido os seus deveres, isto é, </strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>o Menino Jesus há-de </strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>colocar mais presentes no seu </strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>das para os diversos </strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>planos de escada do altar. Qual deles </strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>o melhor bordado, feito pelas </strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>suas mãos hábeis de mulher </strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>rendeira. E as lindas rendas de bilro e </strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>de crochet na ponta </strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>dos “naperons” bordados com lindos motivos. </strong></span><br /><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>Depois, vestia primorosamente o Menino, com um lindo </strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>vestido </strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>cheio de rendas, branco como a neve pura e colo</strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>cava-o lá no cimo </strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>do altar, porque ele era o rei dos reis, </strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>dava-lhe um destaque especial. </strong></span><br /><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>Era lindo o menino de bracinhos elevados ao céu, de olhos </strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>brilhantes </strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>e boquinha de romã – uma relíquia de imagem </strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>de família, benzida </strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>pelo bispo da região.<br />- Avó quem fez este lindo vestido para o Menino Jesus? </strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>– perguntava </strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>ao ver aquela preciosidade rara. Não me dás </strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>para o meu boneco?<br />- Era só o que faltava... este vestido do Menino Jesus foi </strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>a minha </strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>bisavó que me deu, é como o vestido de baptizado </strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>do teu avô, relíquias </strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>que servem apenas para ocasiões mais </strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>solenes. O vestido do Menino </strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>Jesus é só dele.<br />- É verdade, ele também passou tanto frio, sem ter roupinhas, </strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>naquela </strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>pobre manjedoura ...<br />- Vês como tu és compreensiva, assim é que os meninos </strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>devem ser.<br />E o altar que fazia lembrar uma pirâmide, onde sobressaía </strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>o verde e </strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>alvura das toalhas de linho. Tudo ia ficando </strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>verdinho </strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>com as searinhas </strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>que cresciam dentro dos </strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>pratinhos. Uma decoração simples,</strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong> </strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>singela, </strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>mas de </strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>tamanha beleza... e as lindas flores de papel, </strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>perfumadas com </strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>“água de cheiro da flor de laranjeira”, </strong></span><br /><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>que </strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>lhes dava um aspecto colorido... </strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>eram cravos e </strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>rosas... </strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>daí a velha quadra:<br /><br />Ó Meu Menino Jesus<br />A sua capela cheira<br />Cheira a cravos, cheira a rosas<br />Cheira a flor de laranjeira.<br /><br />E lá vinham as vizinhas ver sempre o altar </strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>da Tia Emília, </strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>que era sempre o mais bonito. </strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>Todos os charoleiros iam </strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>lá cantar, junto </strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>daquele lindo altar.<br />Havia sempre uma porta aberta ao coração, as </strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>“filhóses </strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>de joelho”, </strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>quentinhas para dar a todos </strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>que batiam à porta, </strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>ou uma “lenguiça” </strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>com o belo </strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>pão caseiro, que ela amassava </strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>também com mestria.<br />O altar naquela casa era imprescindível, aprendera </strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>a fazê-lo </strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>naquela </strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>aldeia serrana, onde vivia a sua mãe. </strong></span><br /><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>Este velho </strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>costume trouxera ela </strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>para o litoral algarvio, </strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>porque havia </strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>casado com um pescador.<br />Quando recebia algum visitante ( nesta altura era hábito </strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>também a </strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>visita dos familiares), tal como no estrangeiro</strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>que na época natalícia </strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>se deslocam à sua terra natal, </strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>vinha sempre a Tia Antónia com um </strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>presente </strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>de laranjas, </strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>e uns colares feitos com bolotas para as crianças.<br />- Que colares são estes de “beletas”? – perguntei um dia </strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>aos vê-los.<br />- Isto é para comerem na noite de Natal para não terem </strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>dores de dentes!<br />Depois lá ia ela ver o famoso altar e ficava embevecida. </strong></span><br /><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>Cantavam a oração </strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>de Natal e ensinavam-nos velhas </strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>cantigas.<br />Era assim a adoração ao Menino Jesus feita nos lares. </strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>Igualmente pelas</strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>ruas os “charoleiros” era portadores </strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>de um pequeno andor (charola) </strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>onde levavam o Menino </strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>Jesus pelas ruas, cantando ao som de “matracas” </strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>– eram as Janeiras de porta em porta, que anos depois </strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>começaram a surgir</strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>as actuais charolas.<br />O costume de fazer o altar decorado com as searinhas </strong></span><br /><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>foi-se </strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>extinguindo. </strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>Há quem faça o presépio, principalmente </strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>as igrejas </strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>e algumas </strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>instituições.<br />Actualmente, as árvores de Natal, exuberantes de luxo </strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>são </strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>predominantes – um contraste com os velhos hábitos </strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>que </strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>tinham um sabor mais natural, de acordo </strong></span><br /><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>com a </strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>humildade </strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>do Salvador do Mundo.<br />Por isso, eu jamais esqueço o Altar das Searinhas da </strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>casa </strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>da </strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>minha bisavó – o mais lindo presépio tradicional </strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>do meu Algarve.<br /><br /><br /></strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong></strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong></strong></span></div></div>Maria José Fraquezahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14541466754806443223noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886610498102680706.post-66177426410887209152010-10-13T01:01:00.000-07:002010-10-13T01:47:11.921-07:00HOMENAGEM A MARIA JOSÉ FRAQUEZA<div align="justify"><span style="color:#000066;"><strong>No dia 5 de Outubro, no decorrer da festa do</strong></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#000066;"><strong>15º Aniversário do Clube de Simpatia </strong></span><span style="color:#000066;"><strong>realizou-se </strong></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#000066;"><strong>uma Homenagem à sua </strong></span><span style="color:#000066;"><strong>Vice</strong></span><span style="color:#000066;"><strong>-Presidente </strong></span><span style="color:#000066;"><strong>- Profª Maria</strong></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#000066;"><strong>José Fraqueza </strong></span><span style="color:#000066;"><strong>cerimónia muito </strong></span><span style="color:#000066;"><strong>participada por poetas</strong></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#000066;"><strong>e artistas, </strong></span><span style="color:#000066;"><strong>vindos de todo o país, a demonstrar a sua amizade.</strong></span></div><div align="justify"><strong><span style="color:#990000;">NA FOTO: Maria José Fraqueza e a Presidente </span></strong></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#990000;"><strong>do Clube </strong><strong>Gisela Alves Sinfrónio</strong></span></div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0WPkwcuYz3pexZF0N0nRkHAz0QMrLJiiBMeZbNB2vNkMFpSWy9VYhDIxi1RtLF3N2TmfDBDhmkAx_NlR5LZxh6SMsn1YThJHYXjuF6U4z6RAz9YBHxo-PfqL1tVoa8InCOCirsr3_JPU/s1600/Com+Gisela.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527441711606474130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0WPkwcuYz3pexZF0N0nRkHAz0QMrLJiiBMeZbNB2vNkMFpSWy9VYhDIxi1RtLF3N2TmfDBDhmkAx_NlR5LZxh6SMsn1YThJHYXjuF6U4z6RAz9YBHxo-PfqL1tVoa8InCOCirsr3_JPU/s400/Com+Gisela.jpg" border="0" /></a> <strong><span style="color:#333399;">Com os elementos do Júri do Concurso: Conceição Pires e Deodato Pires<br /></span></strong><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjF46CRillBxDwuQQWuArvzBd1rjDkZ7_36isz03jJuLxewpM9lm1kCopvX9_lul1gJKiUnyy8nQa425ykJIteJErojZeGPwcFijA4NF8Zn6FHMwTd3jhFDLs_x9kd-qoV8yLrff7e3F-8/s1600/Com+Miz%C3%A9.jpg"><span style="color:#333399;"><strong><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527441498319191794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjF46CRillBxDwuQQWuArvzBd1rjDkZ7_36isz03jJuLxewpM9lm1kCopvX9_lul1gJKiUnyy8nQa425ykJIteJErojZeGPwcFijA4NF8Zn6FHMwTd3jhFDLs_x9kd-qoV8yLrff7e3F-8/s400/Com+Miz%C3%A9.jpg" border="0" /></strong></span></a><span style="color:#000066;"><strong> Sara Gonçalves cantando em Homenagem a Maria José Fraqueza, a quem se referiu com muito carinho, contribuindo para o seu crescimento.<br /></strong></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXZUBeCw_3A-lKmXGLgO2px8IIJ7kcD4_rGyuCV8WfuF7re2h_O_1EQ4Y2v0IpQuOktYi8gEoWxYOTfJ_MVNYHGra2vzOAdmQ8-2RgZKlbTNYTB5mtvHvnJJPrhWGjBLQwmdCR-ZQXAYM/s1600/ComSara.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527440703105107602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXZUBeCw_3A-lKmXGLgO2px8IIJ7kcD4_rGyuCV8WfuF7re2h_O_1EQ4Y2v0IpQuOktYi8gEoWxYOTfJ_MVNYHGra2vzOAdmQ8-2RgZKlbTNYTB5mtvHvnJJPrhWGjBLQwmdCR-ZQXAYM/s400/ComSara.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="color:#000099;"><strong> A Poetisa Maria Amélia Azevedo, do Estoril, dedicando um poema a Maria José Fraqueza para quem teve palavras de verdadeiro apreço e estima.</strong></span><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZnIbJ1NCDkk2DKifjIcGV6j_5eqggEkmEnDWA_xLbeE4gZ3RfahzVzfw4OfU2g4QXGvimiDI0RvLwc34oOhaQ7cvBCW29oVhkiM_0E_RVt_AZUkEJotx7xAVCjUuh4jw0QE_jKISJi1o/s1600/Com+Am%C3%A9lia.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527440476989151314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZnIbJ1NCDkk2DKifjIcGV6j_5eqggEkmEnDWA_xLbeE4gZ3RfahzVzfw4OfU2g4QXGvimiDI0RvLwc34oOhaQ7cvBCW29oVhkiM_0E_RVt_AZUkEJotx7xAVCjUuh4jw0QE_jKISJi1o/s400/Com+Am%C3%A9lia.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="color:#993300;"><strong>A Poetisa Glória Marreiros, dedicando umas palavras de grande amizade à homenageada e lendo o seu poema premiado com mote de M. José Fraqueza<br /></strong></span><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3-oL6pD0sUnGahrzCqos1mOdjTQlP7wXZylH8A2BmxC9aS72xcEhwNtQlXHjFKCyee4eEf-1bx9nTpddc-xcBfgBDToAhZawBtDf9b5iW0eXP-w_ZpHVT2krRTM4Lx_ZlgZr7vF9l0jw/s1600/Com+gl%C3%B3ria.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527440259529206002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3-oL6pD0sUnGahrzCqos1mOdjTQlP7wXZylH8A2BmxC9aS72xcEhwNtQlXHjFKCyee4eEf-1bx9nTpddc-xcBfgBDToAhZawBtDf9b5iW0eXP-w_ZpHVT2krRTM4Lx_ZlgZr7vF9l0jw/s400/Com+gl%C3%B3ria.jpg" border="0" /></a><strong><span style="color:#000099;"> Glória lendo o soneto premiado<br /></span></strong><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_-J1c6enHZYkhnR-ZV1MlNFx6p9yP9MNEElL-0S1-Pe9xneeX965VFwsHjrBKB2e31eHSRIWIUds8HmlCKra0bw1k3oV4Y6RR8qXmHHlFbHy_eiVzkYKhN7hl-OJSbqqbBPt-edg3UiA/s1600/ComG%C3%B3riaeGi.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527440050731604482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_-J1c6enHZYkhnR-ZV1MlNFx6p9yP9MNEElL-0S1-Pe9xneeX965VFwsHjrBKB2e31eHSRIWIUds8HmlCKra0bw1k3oV4Y6RR8qXmHHlFbHy_eiVzkYKhN7hl-OJSbqqbBPt-edg3UiA/s400/ComG%C3%B3riaeGi.jpg" border="0" /></a><strong><span style="color:#003300;">O poeta Domingos Cardoso, de Ilhavo, recebendo o prémio</span><br /></strong><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527439848603626130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg08EjqWQtVESp6dJNNQiXMq5QjivYXaxtzW4mCjNkcHX5BTGmG8iRe1D7hSGnypPaAmd9-GZfmU8kLbxUjN8z9L8YhcSVcJ3OLfCPSDTMvvYg35C2wV9-r8LeBdcGm4C6sSXjHCHWkLgM/s400/Com+Domingos.jpg" border="0" /><strong><span style="color:#000099;">Amiga e ex-colega Juliana com Maria José Fraqueza<br /></span></strong><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjz_c4seMkXDiPE02VJH3UYIEbg4-S6h8e1l-YBUSXL6SVBrHP_NwqJELO324_eth2HIHyiVrmsKXGimY6L3WUlC9ojuuAEUtuHA1OoXRZjfrV9ESXa9ayiYazpdreXfoj1i6srHtQX-s0/s1600/Com+Juliana.jpg"><span style="color:#000099;"><strong><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527439632881557650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjz_c4seMkXDiPE02VJH3UYIEbg4-S6h8e1l-YBUSXL6SVBrHP_NwqJELO324_eth2HIHyiVrmsKXGimY6L3WUlC9ojuuAEUtuHA1OoXRZjfrV9ESXa9ayiYazpdreXfoj1i6srHtQX-s0/s400/Com+Juliana.jpg" border="0" /></strong></span></a><strong><span style="color:#993399;"> A Poetisa Rute Brito Neto que veio de Lisboa, lendo o seu soneto<br /></span></strong><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIO9-pDyBYQVHPk5WcGWd4tbyeqsQIZFnhUOC0ralYJxqKLVxV8LIxaVcusbqMxBpWADomkjJIVlMt_NYn6BbyX8okQjSt1VUdIwlB-u8tkERdUoCnOkxmd7EDWdEfb42HSJgLsLBPLNs/s1600/ComRute.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527439337784232850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIO9-pDyBYQVHPk5WcGWd4tbyeqsQIZFnhUOC0ralYJxqKLVxV8LIxaVcusbqMxBpWADomkjJIVlMt_NYn6BbyX8okQjSt1VUdIwlB-u8tkERdUoCnOkxmd7EDWdEfb42HSJgLsLBPLNs/s400/ComRute.jpg" border="0" /></a><strong>Domingos Cardoso recebendo de Maria José e Deodato Pires o seu prémio<br /></strong><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJhI_wA6S2L57VxJl4TIf1c43lPjPZux3-gt1bx8Tn9dQ4GYLPhnDeXdeTiXVWFZ78HV1m7ephwptVDvExaf25EbwMjXW63gTHly4dEIu6RTCE8KXGrdHCSrkkvd0KJbJtqwnQIuH1Dv4/s1600/Com+Deodato.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527439061686344706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJhI_wA6S2L57VxJl4TIf1c43lPjPZux3-gt1bx8Tn9dQ4GYLPhnDeXdeTiXVWFZ78HV1m7ephwptVDvExaf25EbwMjXW63gTHly4dEIu6RTCE8KXGrdHCSrkkvd0KJbJtqwnQIuH1Dv4/s400/Com+Deodato.jpg" border="0" /></a><strong><span style="color:#660000;"> O Casal Pires com a Homenageada</span></strong>.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXsD46Zqfy6vnYj8kxZd9NNbghTsxbZZzK4Xr8pWaXNZpy1p9RIRf5ZwG98CKU3-Z2ZfjLS6OSQOTOIccFLdez_khHpATLGT8HPfdPVFMWxhDY-g7QZvbeL6C7J37Kn01kvZOnugqwq60/s1600/Com+Casal.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527438873639611650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXsD46Zqfy6vnYj8kxZd9NNbghTsxbZZzK4Xr8pWaXNZpy1p9RIRf5ZwG98CKU3-Z2ZfjLS6OSQOTOIccFLdez_khHpATLGT8HPfdPVFMWxhDY-g7QZvbeL6C7J37Kn01kvZOnugqwq60/s400/Com+Casal.jpg" border="0" /></a> <strong><span style="color:#000066;">Com Isolina Granja no acordeão e um grupo de poetas e artistas<br /></span></strong><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9QsZzm1ODAfkogfkFwTfAy3EML5hMAgbIXvFDNOB0qxjqVozdAmNUphelJ8R6VivbZaIctxRYSABNB1bHO9zu4q_MNmtHRAbl2H768sDf_dWlYWQDqTmx7XG3EwMJCXUcLfg__3-PBIc/s1600/ComGrupo2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527438352628973666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9QsZzm1ODAfkogfkFwTfAy3EML5hMAgbIXvFDNOB0qxjqVozdAmNUphelJ8R6VivbZaIctxRYSABNB1bHO9zu4q_MNmtHRAbl2H768sDf_dWlYWQDqTmx7XG3EwMJCXUcLfg__3-PBIc/s400/ComGrupo2.jpg" border="0" /></a></div></div></div></div></div><br /></div>Maria José Fraquezahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14541466754806443223noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886610498102680706.post-81943963204597264192010-10-11T12:53:00.000-07:002010-10-13T01:01:24.853-07:00SILVES - APRESENTAÇÃO DA ALMA ALGARVIA<div align="justify"><span style="color:#3333ff;"><strong>No dia 9 de Outubro, pelas 16 horas, na Biblioteca</strong></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#3333ff;"><strong>Municipal de Silves </strong></span><span style="color:#3333ff;"><strong>foi apresentada a obra literária</strong></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#3333ff;"><strong>Alma Algarvia, uma edição e promoção</strong></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#3333ff;"><strong>do Elos Clube de Faro, cuja composição da mesa</strong></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#3333ff;"><strong>apresentamos:</strong></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#3333ff;"><strong>MESA: à direita da autora José Luis Guedes de Campos, </strong></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#3333ff;"><strong>Maria José </strong></span><span style="color:#3333ff;"><strong>Fraqueza, à esquerda - Dina Isabel Lapa de </strong></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#3333ff;"><strong>Campos e Paulo Pires, coordenador da Biblioteca</strong></span></div><div align="justify"></div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-wESIzC6HRWalqS9nro6uqu-HgIVcgJ5lyjFPSX7CNAUEN0GJeFdFMkwj3bQj0CPKwFFmHMWVT3H3s0i6MlTnL3TyMGhX_4mAn7miw-eeI3BcbV2trXMKBAAKmGerJ_R36c6sHzCORc4/s1600/Apresenta%C3%A7%C3%A3oLivroMesa3.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527432317033851842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-wESIzC6HRWalqS9nro6uqu-HgIVcgJ5lyjFPSX7CNAUEN0GJeFdFMkwj3bQj0CPKwFFmHMWVT3H3s0i6MlTnL3TyMGhX_4mAn7miw-eeI3BcbV2trXMKBAAKmGerJ_R36c6sHzCORc4/s400/Apresenta%C3%A7%C3%A3oLivroMesa3.jpg" border="0" /></a><strong> <span style="color:#993399;">Paulo Pires apresentando a autora</span><br /></strong><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFpAcFi0tqosY4uIHUXW7QYMBTerLSJvJZp7Ymz-BpBsomV0B4VpkRcTb_xw69rcbzbTECbGRj12uy7iLBBFYiIlVhY6AD6V_fvQooENuViZ8hv5mCZ23wGAmfnN6ta5oInyXfiDOoDaI/s1600/Apresenta%C3%A7%C3%A3oLivroPaulo.jpg"><strong><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527432144493410338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFpAcFi0tqosY4uIHUXW7QYMBTerLSJvJZp7Ymz-BpBsomV0B4VpkRcTb_xw69rcbzbTECbGRj12uy7iLBBFYiIlVhY6AD6V_fvQooENuViZ8hv5mCZ23wGAmfnN6ta5oInyXfiDOoDaI/s400/Apresenta%C3%A7%C3%A3oLivroPaulo.jpg" border="0" /></strong></a><span style="color:#003333;"><strong>Paulo Pires tocando "Ó GENTE DA MINHA TERRA"<br /></strong></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOCavYfhmGemMs0DBRLYG2xY_TLrfu_quAZIF-xhzuL94Mlkhcd5bG-BkaLAOEm6nfd43Dsu74eGo3cj9chkHbOGQ0-o36cffRuWY0vDOuLs820R4ARz8dgtHxq0KsNn4xI8k1xWOJwuo/s1600/Apresenta%C3%A7%C3%A3oLivroPaulo2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527431891687734674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOCavYfhmGemMs0DBRLYG2xY_TLrfu_quAZIF-xhzuL94Mlkhcd5bG-BkaLAOEm6nfd43Dsu74eGo3cj9chkHbOGQ0-o36cffRuWY0vDOuLs820R4ARz8dgtHxq0KsNn4xI8k1xWOJwuo/s400/Apresenta%C3%A7%C3%A3oLivroPaulo2.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="color:#000099;"><strong>Maria José e seus companheiros ouvindo atentos<br /></strong></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUJYxXmHw_JtwURduQp16gxZOq9PtKUhmOAguQ1J3z6YYW3fogPP_gXXVKM7Lb2aMaua8YWkBJweJ9EmftUJD6rMk8BiWvW3SFrdHFTlEotKE15VpnM4aB4vKeQp1xBKzzBNSfbwrAiuk/s1600/Apresenta%C3%A7%C3%A3oLivroMesa4jpg.jpg"><span style="color:#000099;"><strong><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527431510407431570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUJYxXmHw_JtwURduQp16gxZOq9PtKUhmOAguQ1J3z6YYW3fogPP_gXXVKM7Lb2aMaua8YWkBJweJ9EmftUJD6rMk8BiWvW3SFrdHFTlEotKE15VpnM4aB4vKeQp1xBKzzBNSfbwrAiuk/s400/Apresenta%C3%A7%C3%A3oLivroMesa4jpg.jpg" border="0" /></strong></span></a> <strong><span style="color:#000066;">Maria José lendo o poema: "Sou do Sul"<br /></span></strong><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjt-IqymB960EmDhJLMYo7Bth2nJJu5YgHPu3aQX22yH6STbPq3mBzXfJ6YVSV6cHX6FZWpOijd2VxsMAocJ7DtxXXjEHMCU6qHyZNdzczxYEUHxrRMcxbCbfK3rKMiu3C7WQfqQvqLwuU/s1600/Apresenta%C3%A7%C3%A3oLivroMesa.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527431291820471330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjt-IqymB960EmDhJLMYo7Bth2nJJu5YgHPu3aQX22yH6STbPq3mBzXfJ6YVSV6cHX6FZWpOijd2VxsMAocJ7DtxXXjEHMCU6qHyZNdzczxYEUHxrRMcxbCbfK3rKMiu3C7WQfqQvqLwuU/s400/Apresenta%C3%A7%C3%A3oLivroMesa.jpg" border="0" /></a><strong><span style="color:#000066;">José Luis falando sobre autora<br /></span></strong><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527430991642494514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHRt_cMJX_daXUz1EumsFw4M0JV7jdSqto6M_bl9hQ2UBvd77KSnD5vIVtZBD25yYImoEADvo3onq_b1YakMGYqeyrGE0kCxxISwGOvaEGGDbDj0g6foAVyZQwj0TDY6q1eRkyxMTMJbA/s400/Apresenta%C3%A7%C3%A3oLivroMesa2.jpg" border="0" /><strong><span style="color:#000099;">A poetisa Glória Marreiros lendo um soneto da autora</span></strong><br /><div><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSX1uv_EFf60mQgV99qcV27clpDLrNAChfb_xEyM-p800oSxcFg72dw4vM67uVTw3-WShcFt5A7YmKCA4QkNevoFZ3nYQxLX3AmPnkccQXV2gEXdw1Wt6wQVs_Z9xLzBk8idRJ7gsiTyE/s1600/Apresenta%C3%A7%C3%A3oLivroGl%C3%B3ria.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527429993458426882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSX1uv_EFf60mQgV99qcV27clpDLrNAChfb_xEyM-p800oSxcFg72dw4vM67uVTw3-WShcFt5A7YmKCA4QkNevoFZ3nYQxLX3AmPnkccQXV2gEXdw1Wt6wQVs_Z9xLzBk8idRJ7gsiTyE/s400/Apresenta%C3%A7%C3%A3oLivroGl%C3%B3ria.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><p></p></div></div></div><br /></div>Maria José Fraquezahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14541466754806443223noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886610498102680706.post-8106564381787213802010-07-26T07:13:00.000-07:002010-07-26T07:37:19.792-07:00RECORDAÇÃO DE UM DIA FELIZ<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivgKtXoffTDbPg8VShGQfUBjHwp3dtW3WJXzWyuaMVTvq4DiljDdzx-h2UtBWvduquXpE3fy6vtogyDnwjPKLrpDZKJUMAFI5W_ZAl7w6TZg1yng3hm9YKnJicE3jnUmzCOwmg6IXDwp8/s1600/Casamentofuseta.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498221302397453570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 286px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivgKtXoffTDbPg8VShGQfUBjHwp3dtW3WJXzWyuaMVTvq4DiljDdzx-h2UtBWvduquXpE3fy6vtogyDnwjPKLrpDZKJUMAFI5W_ZAl7w6TZg1yng3hm9YKnJicE3jnUmzCOwmg6IXDwp8/s400/Casamentofuseta.jpg" border="0" /></a> <strong><span style="color:#3333ff;">AUTO DOS CASAMENTOS À MODA DA FUSETA</span></strong><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFka_j1SQrQROT-dizceBZFxGrUTe3fhlBRuuadQbXCEko5mGndpyGUIvOo7ymyPqDoN8sRO26NMAtdYVK0aul-y39cPna2bIq9zQjH5fjU_P57yLjhBc9qT1HQOjmIYg5Ngf7NZcA0z8/s1600/34555_escolajo%C3%A3o.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498218661872366770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 276px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFka_j1SQrQROT-dizceBZFxGrUTe3fhlBRuuadQbXCEko5mGndpyGUIvOo7ymyPqDoN8sRO26NMAtdYVK0aul-y39cPna2bIq9zQjH5fjU_P57yLjhBc9qT1HQOjmIYg5Ngf7NZcA0z8/s400/34555_escolajo%C3%A3o.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="color:#009900;"> <strong>Estas fotos foram tiradas no decorrer do meu 1º livro, na Escola Dr. João Lúcio</strong> <strong>na Fuseta </strong></span></div>Maria José Fraquezahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14541466754806443223noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886610498102680706.post-90802876935300587392010-07-12T22:46:00.000-07:002010-07-12T23:07:19.495-07:00ALMA ALGARVIA EM S. BRÁS DE ALPORTEL<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjItEdfW6vLOGHC_tnCyx5r7vHwJ4Hzc3nNE2SPNA0f5qqgwcQzRYDEVMpEtQOAHVn2S__eqnMBToYGsq91N6DOwQMvbpqrvis_-BUVbe24oDtiUDw1lF-Ze1uVwX9eiyGVFeUJrPr4lnw/s1600/ApresentS.Br%C3%A1s.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493266224537164354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 314px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjItEdfW6vLOGHC_tnCyx5r7vHwJ4Hzc3nNE2SPNA0f5qqgwcQzRYDEVMpEtQOAHVn2S__eqnMBToYGsq91N6DOwQMvbpqrvis_-BUVbe24oDtiUDw1lF-Ze1uVwX9eiyGVFeUJrPr4lnw/s400/ApresentS.Br%C3%A1s.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><strong>"<span style="color:#000099;"><span style="color:#993399;">ALMA ALGARVIA</span>" DE MARIA JOSÉ FRAQUEZA</span></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;"><strong>NA BIBLIOTECA MUNICIPAL DR. MANUEL FRANCISCO </strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;"><strong>ESTANCO LOURO </strong></span><span style="color:#000099;"><strong>DE S. BRÁS DE ALPORTEL </strong></span></div><br /><div align="justify"><span style="color:#000099;"></span></div><br /><div align="justify"><span style="color:#000099;">A 4ª apresentação do livro "<strong>Alma Algarvia</strong>" de <strong>Maria José Fraqueza</strong>, </span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#000099;">teve </span><span style="color:#000099;">lugar na Biblioteca Municipal Dr. Manuel Francisco Estanco Louro de </span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#000099;">S. Brás </span><span style="color:#000099;">de Alportel no passado dia 2 de Julho. Ao final da tarde e apesar do </span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#000099;">calor, </span><span style="color:#000099;">a Biblioteca </span><span style="color:#000099;">reuniu um grupo muito interessado que se deixou encantar </span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#000099;">por </span><span style="color:#000099;">esta Alma </span><span style="color:#000099;">Algarvia, num ambiente de cumplicidade e afectos. </span></div><br /><div align="justify"><span style="color:#000099;">- À Drª Teresa Oliveira, Directora da Biblioteca, que nos recebeu com</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#000099;">muita </span><span style="color:#000099;">dedicação e carinho , fica o nosso muito obrigado e admiração </span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#000099;">pelo </span><span style="color:#000099;">trabalho </span><span style="color:#000099;">ali realizado. </span></div><br /><div align="justify"><span style="color:#000099;">- À Câmara Municipal de S. Brás de Alportel, que se fez representar</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#000099;">pelo </span><span style="color:#000099;">Exmo. Sr. Dr. Vítor Guerreiro, o nosso profundo agradecimento.</span></div><br /><div align="justify"><span style="color:#000099;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">A Direcção do Elos Clube de Faro</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;"><strong>Dina Lapa de Campos</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Presidente </span><span style="color:#000099;">da Direcção do Elos Clube de Faro </span></div>Maria José Fraquezahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14541466754806443223noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886610498102680706.post-32805008106029831752010-06-21T08:14:00.000-07:002010-06-21T08:46:37.410-07:00MARCHA POPULARES DO CONCELHO DE OLHÃO<span style="color:#cc0000;"><strong>OS AMIGOS BENFIQUISTAS ESPECIAIS - DINA E ZÉ</strong></span><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmtC3DNosWXK3LMeTuL482_J1Z3U1hEUdw3w7NrWmsMJHe8VU1NdlcD78hSsxii5uii7HeeeuBMfbXbZXJnkIy9qhm1JApkJeEwQB8uv1utcmgfIfpgh_ngaAcvrOIA_Nht-wJ_WV9Cw4/s1600/Benfica-Dina-Z%C3%A9.jpg"><strong><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485250712782725346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 414px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmtC3DNosWXK3LMeTuL482_J1Z3U1hEUdw3w7NrWmsMJHe8VU1NdlcD78hSsxii5uii7HeeeuBMfbXbZXJnkIy9qhm1JApkJeEwQB8uv1utcmgfIfpgh_ngaAcvrOIA_Nht-wJ_WV9Cw4/s400/Benfica-Dina-Z%C3%A9.jpg" border="0" /></strong></a> <span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong>MARCHA DA CASA DO BENFICA DE OLHÃO - 2010</strong></span><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">TEMA: "O GLORIOSO"</span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="color:#000099;">LETRA: Maria José Fraqueza</span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="color:#000099;">ENSAIADORA/COREOGRAFIA: Maria José Fraqueza</span></strong></div><br /><div><span style="color:#ff0000;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485248726101502034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 433px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 313px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7QRXAPfcMnc4Y5tIDseMqN3Wy1-oz9U6un6WUKZGl6AWzEMlJDdtegiIbbeuheI3351Yea30mJ9AhObAmlXCqFtZ9HeoiePyl7cyDxn_76lSSKbrveB6I25mDs1IPKMj5JW3fWCanqSc/s400/MARCHA-GRUPO.jpg" border="0" /></span><br /><div><span style="color:#000099;"></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjk5-WXYTFF-7G1AIfgA9bSwJ4BSwuAkDOElSlWfMQ0u-8AXrsTNCbGRPqH4pJmj2Les_R41H9ZtY9SQakvsV58nIt4_5pyuUuQ3qA4uI4zD5UZW8NdfWgN0Zdp3MCPCUWYhn5A7BtHzI/s1600/MARCHA-ENTRADA2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485248361409210786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 418px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 303px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjk5-WXYTFF-7G1AIfgA9bSwJ4BSwuAkDOElSlWfMQ0u-8AXrsTNCbGRPqH4pJmj2Les_R41H9ZtY9SQakvsV58nIt4_5pyuUuQ3qA4uI4zD5UZW8NdfWgN0Zdp3MCPCUWYhn5A7BtHzI/s400/MARCHA-ENTRADA2.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiu-xUBgpXe4vFCHR9igO99oj8kBQPHBpqMTEVLDFziPIOOLGM-B4RBiDjaT52Tqbcut32b4atg3YyJs7ZFerU4Vvu0NdEnqQEqFw74HnFTSyMVRZX-ywQI2s5SHdVBkQtVkPWezWVidZA/s1600/MARCHA-OLH%C3%83O1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485247142868046866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 411px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 304px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiu-xUBgpXe4vFCHR9igO99oj8kBQPHBpqMTEVLDFziPIOOLGM-B4RBiDjaT52Tqbcut32b4atg3YyJs7ZFerU4Vvu0NdEnqQEqFw74HnFTSyMVRZX-ywQI2s5SHdVBkQtVkPWezWVidZA/s400/MARCHA-OLH%C3%83O1.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="color:#3333ff;"><strong>NA CASA DO BENFICA ANTES DA EXIBIÇÃO COM A ÁGUIA VITÓRIA</strong> </span><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvRMjYJgOWPnp-ID_MBtPrYiRD5UvRz_FWMnMcGf_SP780gLCG254KMmCY_7egQwpRfSNYT16fkLr54sW1VrnAsQXgzK8QwjbjQXRKkHWBeDMyc9GtdkPeA3uzsDJvYeh6v1YedsSAYzY/s1600/BenficaAguia.jpg"><span style="color:#3333ff;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485246801667266962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvRMjYJgOWPnp-ID_MBtPrYiRD5UvRz_FWMnMcGf_SP780gLCG254KMmCY_7egQwpRfSNYT16fkLr54sW1VrnAsQXgzK8QwjbjQXRKkHWBeDMyc9GtdkPeA3uzsDJvYeh6v1YedsSAYzY/s400/BenficaAguia.jpg" border="0" /></span></a> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOVsY4oK0Z3qDYw8vUIxVvHo010815LOYJdfEb9Ehf4JYUnIHVBurh0lHfdE5P5WSGTBOtNmftx1M5yp7qDuvbzTFeoiq11lIR2qcJlCTedcxOW4FgPkwYZBzRwNc7jkueIKxExyg3b98/s1600/Benficamascotes.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485246473933221074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOVsY4oK0Z3qDYw8vUIxVvHo010815LOYJdfEb9Ehf4JYUnIHVBurh0lHfdE5P5WSGTBOtNmftx1M5yp7qDuvbzTFeoiq11lIR2qcJlCTedcxOW4FgPkwYZBzRwNc7jkueIKxExyg3b98/s400/Benficamascotes.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7XefNo1i0QtdOivHvd3uLRQYjjhl9mm9p-po356nVVkKNaihLo7dcExqiktxiUGz4SRmbVbp9EfMNNAXdBkiQbdzoQSrSVa8iUzFUlbApDYAWPecnlrManas9_bkLuSyrIzy7YwYXdd8/s1600/BenficaMacote.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485246156843102546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7XefNo1i0QtdOivHvd3uLRQYjjhl9mm9p-po356nVVkKNaihLo7dcExqiktxiUGz4SRmbVbp9EfMNNAXdBkiQbdzoQSrSVa8iUzFUlbApDYAWPecnlrManas9_bkLuSyrIzy7YwYXdd8/s400/BenficaMacote.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="color:#993399;"> <strong>MARCHA DA CASA DO BENFICA – 2010</strong><br /><br /><strong>LETRA: Maria José Fraqueza<br />MUSICA: Domingos Caetano<br />CANTA: Andreia Romeira<br /><br />Alegrem-se os corações<br />Benfiquistas aos milhões<br />Pelos cinco continentes<br />E vamos todos saudar<br />É Portugal a cantar…<br />Aos jogadores mais valentes<br /><br />Esta Casa do Benfica<br />Esta vitória rubrica<br />Festejando o S. João<br />Está nesta noite feliz<br />Com sua força motriz.<br />Dá vivas ao Campeão<br /><br />REFRÃO<br /><br />Viva a Casa do Benfica<br />Desta cidade de Olhão<br />Cantemos com mais genica<br />Todos num só coração<br />Viva a Casa do Benfica<br />Viva o nosso Campeão!<br />Viva a nossa Catedral<br />Viva o Santo Popular<br />Viva o Clube sem rival<br />Onde Jesus tem o altar!<br /><br />Louvemos nosso plantel<br />E o adepto mais fiel<br />Na caminhada empolgante<br />Goleada em goleada<br />Na mais valente jogada<br />A sua força constante.<br /><br />Numa euforia mais calma<br />Trazemos dentro da alma<br />A nossa águia dourada<br />Com Jesus seguindo em frente<br />A mostrar a toda a gente<br />Uma rota iluminada.<br /><br />REFRÃO<br /><br />Viva a Casa do Benfica<br />Desta cidade de Olhão<br />…………………………………………<br /><br />Na noite de S. João<br />P’ra manter a tradição<br />E a glória do passado<br />Para vencer o dragão<br />E combater o falcão<br />A águia desce ao relvado.<br /><br />Nesta força que anima<br />A força da nossa estima<br />E nos faz ir adiante<br />Numa brilhante carreira<br />Viva o Filipe Vieira<br />Que leva o Clube avante!<br /><br />REFRÃO<br /><br />Viva a Casa do Benfica<br />Desta cidade de Olhão<br />…………………………………………<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></strong></span><div><strong></strong></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Maria José Fraquezahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14541466754806443223noreply@blogger.com0