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Seguite &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=O3-wegp1ovM"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;questo video&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt; molto interessante!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17944227-7699718480266076576?l=marical.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://marical.blogspot.com/feeds/7699718480266076576/comments/default" title="Commenti sul post" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17944227&amp;postID=7699718480266076576&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Commenti" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17944227/posts/default/7699718480266076576" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17944227/posts/default/7699718480266076576" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/AMyB/~3/W4oo6Et1KoE/neuroni-specchio.html" title="I neuroni specchio" /><author><name>maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02044089267170475301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="02507423414216409153" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://marical.blogspot.com/2009/11/neuroni-specchio.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17944227.post-7217590684292883884</id><published>2009-10-19T01:37:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T01:41:35.317+02:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="società" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="riflessioni" /><title type="text">La fiaba</title><content type="html">&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Non è stata creata, come le ninne nanne, per i bambini, perchè si addormentino. E' nata come confessione degli adulti fatta agli adulti, perchè si sveglino. (M. Rùfus)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17944227-7217590684292883884?l=marical.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://marical.blogspot.com/feeds/7217590684292883884/comments/default" title="Commenti sul post" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17944227&amp;postID=7217590684292883884&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Commenti" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17944227/posts/default/7217590684292883884" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17944227/posts/default/7217590684292883884" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/AMyB/~3/hFM4uwuHqr0/la-fiaba.html" title="La fiaba" /><author><name>maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02044089267170475301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="02507423414216409153" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://marical.blogspot.com/2009/10/la-fiaba.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17944227.post-969647353999412369</id><published>2009-10-06T10:57:00.010+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T13:05:19.466+02:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="insegnanti" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="società" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="scuola" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="riflessioni" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="autismo" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="problemi" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="famiglia" /><title type="text">Per capire il bambino autistico</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__fE8xQVx9ZE/SssH9atVKzI/AAAAAAAAAVI/DjmYo3vRo-c/s1600-h/maria+%26+io.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389410130801797938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 162px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__fE8xQVx9ZE/SssH9atVKzI/AAAAAAAAAVI/DjmYo3vRo-c/s320/maria+%26+io.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In questi giorni sto leggendo: &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.comma22.com/index.php/catalogo/prodotto/nome/Maria+e+io/id/55"&gt;"Maria e io"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt; , M. Gallardo &amp;amp; M. Gallardo, Comma 22.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Mi ha molto colpito perchè è, forse, il primo testo che spiega l'argomento con le immagini. Vi si racconta la vita di Maria, una bambina che soffre di autismo, e gli ostacoli che lei e il papà, un illustratore, devono affrontare. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17944227-969647353999412369?l=marical.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://marical.blogspot.com/feeds/969647353999412369/comments/default" title="Commenti sul post" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17944227&amp;postID=969647353999412369&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Commenti" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17944227/posts/default/969647353999412369" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17944227/posts/default/969647353999412369" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/AMyB/~3/EJtY5A-4ye4/per-capire-il-bambino-autistico.html" title="Per capire il bambino autistico" /><author><name>maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02044089267170475301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="02507423414216409153" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__fE8xQVx9ZE/SssH9atVKzI/AAAAAAAAAVI/DjmYo3vRo-c/s72-c/maria+%26+io.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://marical.blogspot.com/2009/10/per-capire-il-bambino-autistico.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17944227.post-3899342242717675306</id><published>2009-09-25T00:05:00.013+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T10:27:59.154+02:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="ragazzi" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="insegnanti" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="società" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="bullismo" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="problemi" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="famiglia" /><title type="text">Un' indagine sulla percezione del bullismo</title><content type="html">&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__fE8xQVx9ZE/Srvuai2tZ0I/AAAAAAAAAVA/mgmTUSNLUoc/s1600-h/adisag.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;In questo periodo &lt;a href="http://adisag.org/"&gt;A.DISA.G - ONLUS (Associazione Disagio Giovanile)&lt;/a&gt; -in collaborazione con il IV Municipio- Montesacro-di Roma sta effettuando un'indagine per rilevare la percezione del fenomeno delle prepotenze giovanili tra gli abitanti del quartiere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17944227-3899342242717675306?l=marical.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://marical.blogspot.com/feeds/3899342242717675306/comments/default" title="Commenti sul post" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17944227&amp;postID=3899342242717675306&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Commenti" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17944227/posts/default/3899342242717675306" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17944227/posts/default/3899342242717675306" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/AMyB/~3/hb_6EwgFKB8/un-indagine-sulla-percezione-del.html" title="Un' indagine sulla percezione del bullismo" /><author><name>maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02044089267170475301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="02507423414216409153" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://marical.blogspot.com/2009/09/un-indagine-sulla-percezione-del.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17944227.post-6757308306245037194</id><published>2009-06-24T23:07:00.017+02:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T23:15:20.370+02:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="libri" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="società" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="bullismo" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="scuola" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="problemi" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="famiglia" /><title type="text">L'anteprima del mio libro</title><content type="html">&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;E' possibile &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.francoangeli.it/Area_PDFDemo/239.195_demo.pdf"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;leggere&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt; alcune pagine del libro: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;FIABE PER...affrontare il bullismo&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Buona lettura!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17944227-6757308306245037194?l=marical.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://marical.blogspot.com/feeds/6757308306245037194/comments/default" title="Commenti sul post" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17944227&amp;postID=6757308306245037194&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Commenti" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17944227/posts/default/6757308306245037194" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17944227/posts/default/6757308306245037194" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/AMyB/~3/l0HEsG6smWg/lanteprima-del-mio-libro.html" title="L'anteprima del mio libro" /><author><name>maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02044089267170475301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="02507423414216409153" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://marical.blogspot.com/2009/06/lanteprima-del-mio-libro.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17944227.post-3776484290726887771</id><published>2009-06-20T08:54:00.008+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T13:08:18.678+02:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="racconti" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="emozioni" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="società" /><title type="text">La storia di Shay</title><content type="html">&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Ad una cena di beneficenza per una scuola che cura bambini con problemi di apprendimento, il padre di uno degli studenti fece un discorso che non sarebbe mai più stato dimenticato da nessuno dei presenti. Dopo aver lodato la scuola ed il suo eccellente staff, egli pose una domanda: 'Quando non viene raggiunta da interferenze esterne, la natura fa il suo lavoro con perfezione. Purtroppo mio figlio Shay non può imparare le cose nel modo in cui lo fanno gli altri bambini. Non può comprendere profondamente le cose come gli altri. Dov'è il naturale ordine delle cose quando si tratta di mio figlio?' Il pubblico alla domanda si fece silenzioso. Il padre continuò: 'Penso che quando viene al mondo un bambino come Shay, handicappato fisicamente e mentalmente, si presenta la grande opportunità di realizzare la natura umana e avviene nel modo incui le altre persone trattano quel bambino.' A quel punto cominciò a narrare una storia: Shay e suo padre passeggiavano nei pressi di un parco dove Shay sapeva che c'erano bambini che giocavano a baseball. Shay chiese: 'Pensi che quei ragazzi mi faranno giocare?' Il padre di Shay sapeva che la maggior parte di loro non avrebbe voluto in squadra un giocatore come Shay, ma sapeva anche che se gli fosse stato permesso di giocare, questo avrebbe dato a suo figlio la speranza di poter essere accettato dagli altri a discapito del suo handicap, cosa di cui Shay aveva immensamente bisogno. Il padre si Shay si avvicinò ad uno dei ragazzi sul campo e chiese (non aspettandosi molto) se suo figliopotesse giocare. Il ragazzo si guardò intorno in cerca di consenso e disse: 'Stiamo perdendo di sei punti e il gioco è all'ottavo inning. Penso che possa entrare nella squadra: lo faremo entrare nel nono' Shay entrò nella panchina della squadra e con un sorriso enorme, si mise su la maglia del team. Il padre guardò la scena con le lacrime agli occhi e con un senso di calore nel petto. I ragazzi videro la gioia del padre all'idea che il figlio fosse accettato dagli altri. Alla fine dell'ottavo inning, la squadra di Shay prese alcuni punti ma era sempre indietro di tre punti. All'inizio del nono inning Shay indossò il guanto ed entrò in campo. Anche se nessun tiro arrivò nella sua direzione, lui erain estasi solo all'idea di giocare in un campo da baseball e con un enorme sorriso che andava da orecchio ad orecchio salutava suo padre sugli spalti. Alla fine del nono inning la squadra di Shay segnò un nuovo punto: ora, con due out e le basi cariche si poteva anche pensare di vincere e Shay era incaricato di essere il prossimo alla battuta. A questo punto, avrebbero lasciato battere Shay anche se significava perdere la partita? Incredibilmente lo lasciarono battere. Tutti sapevano che era una cosa impossibile per Shay che non sapeva nemmeno tenere in mano la mazza, tantomeno colpire una palla. In ogni caso, come Shay si mise alla battuta, il lanciatore, capendo che la squadra stava rinunciando allavittoria in cambio di quel magico momento per Shay, si avvicinò di qualche passo e tirò la palla così piano e mirando perché Shay potesse prenderla con la mazza. Il primo tirò arrivò a destinazione e Shay dondolò goffamente mancando la palla. Di nuovo il tiratore si avvicinò di qualche passo per tirare dolcemente la palla a Shay. Come il tiro lo raggiunse Shay dondolò e questa volta colpì la palla che ritornò lentamente verso il tiratore. Ma il gioco non era ancora finito. A quel punto il battitore andò a raccogliere la palla: avrebbe potuto darla all' uomo in prima base e Shay sarebbe stato eliminato e la partita sarebbe finita. Invece... Il tiratore lanciò la palla di molto oltre l'uomo in prima basee in modo che nessun altro della squadra potesse raccoglierla. Tutti dagli spalti e tutti i componenti delle due squadre incominciarono a gridare: 'Shay corri in prima base! Corri in prima base!' Mai Shay in tutta la sua vita aveva corso così lontano, ma lo fece e così raggiunse la prima base. Raggiunse la prima base con occhi spalancati dall'emozione. A quell punto tutti urlarono:' Corri fino alla seconda base!' Prendendo fiato Shay corse fino alla seconda trafelato. Nel momento in cui Shay arrivò alla seconda base la squadra avversaria aveva ormai recuperato la palla.. Il ragazzo più piccolo di età che aveva ripreso la palla quindi sapeva di poter vincere e diventare l'eroe della partita, avrebbepotuto tirare la palla all'uomo in seconda base ma fece come il tiratore prima di lui, la lanciò intenzionalmente molto oltre l'uomo in terza base e in modo che nessun altro della squadra potesse raccoglierla. Tutti urlavano: 'Bravo Shay, vai così! Ora corri!' Shay raggiunse la terza base perché un ragazzo del team avversario lo raggiunse e lo aiutò girandolo nella direzione giusta. Nel momento in cui Shay raggiunse la terza base tutti urlavano di gioia. A quel punto tutti gridarono:' Corri in prima, torna in base!!!!' E così fece: da solo tornò in prima base, dove tutti lo sollevarono in aria e ne fecero l'eroe della partita. 'Quel giorno' disse il padre piangendo 'i ragazzi di entrambe le squadre hanno aiutato a portare in questo mondo un grande dono di vero amore ed umanità'. Shay non è vissuto fino all'estate successiva. E' morto l'inverno dopo ma non si è mai più dimenticato di essere l'eroe della partita e di aver reso orgoglioso e felice suo padre.. non dimenticò mai l'abbraccio di sua madre quando tornato a casa le raccontò di aver giocato e vinto. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17944227-3776484290726887771?l=marical.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://marical.blogspot.com/feeds/3776484290726887771/comments/default" title="Commenti sul post" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17944227&amp;postID=3776484290726887771&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Commenti" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17944227/posts/default/3776484290726887771" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17944227/posts/default/3776484290726887771" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/AMyB/~3/66HId_83hX4/la-storia-di-shay.html" title="La storia di Shay" /><author><name>maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02044089267170475301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="02507423414216409153" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://marical.blogspot.com/2009/06/la-storia-di-shay.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17944227.post-6454002417376071847</id><published>2009-05-13T00:13:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T13:11:28.922+02:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="educazione emotiva" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="alunni" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="emozioni" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="scuola" /><title type="text">Che bella emozione!</title><content type="html">&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;L'altra sera sono stata contattata su Facebook da un mio ex-alunno. Mi sono commossa tanto...dopo aver letto quanto segue:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;"ciao maestra come stai?mi manchi tanto e sono felice che hai facebook così possiamo scriverci a volte visto che su msn nn accedi mai...Non mi dimenticherò mai quello che mi hai insegnato e avrò una parte di te sempre nel mio cuore.Ti Voglio Bene!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grazie S.!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17944227-6454002417376071847?l=marical.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://marical.blogspot.com/feeds/6454002417376071847/comments/default" title="Commenti sul post" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17944227&amp;postID=6454002417376071847&amp;isPopup=true" title="4 Commenti" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17944227/posts/default/6454002417376071847" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17944227/posts/default/6454002417376071847" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/AMyB/~3/JSLU27gKi_4/che-bella-emozione.html" title="Che bella emozione!" /><author><name>maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02044089267170475301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="02507423414216409153" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://marical.blogspot.com/2009/05/che-bella-emozione.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17944227.post-2659571579821526103</id><published>2009-05-01T11:50:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T16:59:53.817+02:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="libri" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="insegnanti" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="alunni" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="società" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="scuola" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="problemi" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="famiglia" /><title type="text">Un libro per grandi e piccini</title><content type="html">&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__fE8xQVx9ZE/SfrHtqpF03I/AAAAAAAAAU4/CyxAbOnTd4w/s1600-h/bullismo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330792696301081458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 135px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__fE8xQVx9ZE/SfrHtqpF03I/AAAAAAAAAU4/CyxAbOnTd4w/s200/bullismo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Finalmente posso annunciarVi che a partire dall'8 maggio troverete, nelle principali librerie d'Italia, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;LE FIABE PER...affrontare il bullismo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; pubblicato da Franco Angeli. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Per maggiori informazioni andate &lt;a href="http://www.francoangeli.it/Ricerca/Scheda_Libro.asp?ID=17084&amp;amp;Tipo=Libro&amp;amp;strRicercaTesto=&amp;amp;titolo=le+fiabe+per+affrontare+il+bullismo%2E+un+aiuto+per+grandi+e+piccini"&gt;qui&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maestra Maria &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17944227-2659571579821526103?l=marical.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://marical.blogspot.com/feeds/2659571579821526103/comments/default" title="Commenti sul post" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17944227&amp;postID=2659571579821526103&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Commenti" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17944227/posts/default/2659571579821526103" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17944227/posts/default/2659571579821526103" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/AMyB/~3/vr64P_6Oi4I/un-libro-sul-bullismo.html" title="Un libro per grandi e piccini" /><author><name>maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02044089267170475301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="02507423414216409153" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__fE8xQVx9ZE/SfrHtqpF03I/AAAAAAAAAU4/CyxAbOnTd4w/s72-c/bullismo.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://marical.blogspot.com/2009/05/un-libro-sul-bullismo.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17944227.post-229031266995319922</id><published>2009-04-30T14:49:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T14:51:29.333+02:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="suggerimenti" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="scuola" /><title type="text">Una segnalazione</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Sono venuta a conoscenza di un &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.scolasticamente.org/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;portale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt; sul mondo della scuola molto utile...visitatelo! ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17944227-229031266995319922?l=marical.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://marical.blogspot.com/feeds/229031266995319922/comments/default" title="Commenti sul post" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17944227&amp;postID=229031266995319922&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Commenti" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17944227/posts/default/229031266995319922" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17944227/posts/default/229031266995319922" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/AMyB/~3/Ojz-eNvJay8/una-segnalazione.html" title="Una segnalazione" /><author><name>maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02044089267170475301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="02507423414216409153" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://marical.blogspot.com/2009/04/una-segnalazione.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17944227.post-3354314350783304</id><published>2009-04-26T00:38:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T00:52:16.010+02:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="eventi" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="tempo libero" /><title type="text">Un magico viaggio</title><content type="html">&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;Oggi porterò i bambini &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.teatroeliseo.it/eliseo/spettacolo_ragazzi_2.asp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;qui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;in occasione del bicentenario della nascita di &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Charles Darwin&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;per assistere a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"Nonno Charlie e il segreto dell’anello mancante. Magico viaggio nel mondo di Darwin", il nuovo spettacolo scritto e diretto da Gigi Palla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17944227-3354314350783304?l=marical.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://marical.blogspot.com/feeds/3354314350783304/comments/default" title="Commenti sul post" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17944227&amp;postID=3354314350783304&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Commenti" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17944227/posts/default/3354314350783304" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17944227/posts/default/3354314350783304" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/AMyB/~3/0XO-IRHsZz4/un-magico-viaggio.html" title="Un magico viaggio" /><author><name>maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02044089267170475301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="02507423414216409153" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://marical.blogspot.com/2009/04/un-magico-viaggio.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17944227.post-7569599634293275033</id><published>2009-04-20T09:59:00.014+02:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T10:47:22.103+02:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="curiosità" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="eventi" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="società" /><title type="text">Una protesta per diventare più consapevoli</title><content type="html">&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__fE8xQVx9ZE/Sew14IUOAmI/AAAAAAAAAUo/gW1EGOuo3Os/s1600-h/television.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326691697693688418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__fE8xQVx9ZE/Sew14IUOAmI/AAAAAAAAAUo/gW1EGOuo3Os/s200/television.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;La "Tv Turnoff Week" è giunta al suo tredicesimo anno per l'iniziativa di &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;"Spegnete la tv per sette giorni"&lt;/span&gt;...A Londra dilaga la protesta!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Si tratta di una campagna ideata in Gran Bretagna e ripresa da numerosi altri paesi per provare a vivere senza tivù. Inizia oggi e si concluderà domenica.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Lo slogan "Get out of the box", che significa letteralmente "uscite dalla scatola", cioè dal video, è stato stampato in migliaia di poster e affissi per le strade di Londra ed altre città inglesi. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;L'esperimento dovrebbe, secondo gli organizzatori, portare dei benefici istantanei. L'ideatore di tale invenzione è &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;David Burke&lt;/span&gt;, ostinato combattente sul fronte della lotta al video. "Dal giorno in cui ho smesso di guardare la tv", racconta, "ho cominciato a vedere la società contemporanea occidentale con altri occhi. Di colpo mi sono reso conto dell'assurdità di entrare in una stanza in cui nessuno parla perché tutti sono ipnotizzati da uno schermo luminoso". Questo è il tredicesimo anno che lancia la "Tv Turnoff Week". La differenza rispetto al passato è che sempre più spettatori sembrano disposti a dargli retta. Lo scorso anno, in America, cinque milioni di persone hanno staccato la spina per i sette giorni della campagna.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;(da Repubblica.it)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cosa ne pensate?...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17944227-7569599634293275033?l=marical.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://marical.blogspot.com/feeds/7569599634293275033/comments/default" title="Commenti sul post" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17944227&amp;postID=7569599634293275033&amp;isPopup=true" title="4 Commenti" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17944227/posts/default/7569599634293275033" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17944227/posts/default/7569599634293275033" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/AMyB/~3/MjGPLI-vBr4/una-protesta-per-diventare-piu.html" title="Una protesta per diventare più consapevoli" /><author><name>maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02044089267170475301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="02507423414216409153" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__fE8xQVx9ZE/Sew14IUOAmI/AAAAAAAAAUo/gW1EGOuo3Os/s72-c/television.gif" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://marical.blogspot.com/2009/04/una-protesta-per-diventare-piu.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17944227.post-432324923261742732</id><published>2009-04-04T16:10:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T16:19:22.398+02:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="natura" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="tempo libero" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="relax" /><title type="text">Il festival del camminare</title><content type="html">&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Per le VACANZE di Pasqua, vi segnalo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tuscanywalkingfestival.it/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;questa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt; interessante iniziativa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17944227-432324923261742732?l=marical.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://marical.blogspot.com/feeds/432324923261742732/comments/default" title="Commenti sul post" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17944227&amp;postID=432324923261742732&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Commenti" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17944227/posts/default/432324923261742732" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17944227/posts/default/432324923261742732" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/AMyB/~3/x3H_olBikS4/il-festival-del-camminare.html" title="Il festival del camminare" /><author><name>maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02044089267170475301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="02507423414216409153" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://marical.blogspot.com/2009/04/il-festival-del-camminare.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17944227.post-2074422562137686618</id><published>2009-03-13T13:37:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T13:55:50.343+01:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="consigli" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="genitori" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="bambini" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="scuola" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="problemi" /><title type="text">Bambini in difficoltà</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Cari Tutti,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;ho deciso di scrivere questo post...stimolata da alcuni &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;quesiti rivolti da due mamme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; che hanno scritto recentemente sulla lavagnetta, posta a destra del blog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dare un AIUTO  da lontano non è semplice&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, soprattutto se le informazioni ricevute sono poche. Non posso azzardarmi a dare consigli sulla base di pochissimi elementi....Di conseguenza, chiunque volesse &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;esporre il proprio problema in modo articolato&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (ma mantenendo sempre l'ANONIMATO delle persone coinvolte)...lo faccia cliccando sulla parola COMMENTI, alla fine di questo post. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Successivamente, potrò cercare di capire e pensare a qualche soluzione.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;GRAZIE a tutti i VISITATORI.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Maestra Maria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17944227-2074422562137686618?l=marical.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://marical.blogspot.com/feeds/2074422562137686618/comments/default" title="Commenti sul post" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17944227&amp;postID=2074422562137686618&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Commenti" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17944227/posts/default/2074422562137686618" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17944227/posts/default/2074422562137686618" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/AMyB/~3/NuY3cIAiLXU/bambini-in-difficolta.html" title="Bambini in difficoltà" /><author><name>maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02044089267170475301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="02507423414216409153" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://marical.blogspot.com/2009/03/bambini-in-difficolta.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17944227.post-6787483259558274491</id><published>2009-02-02T13:29:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T13:37:34.517+01:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="altro" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="arte" /><title type="text">Indimenticabile</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ieri ho visto a Verona...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; la mostra di &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mcescher.altervista.org/index.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;questo genio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17944227-6787483259558274491?l=marical.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://marical.blogspot.com/feeds/6787483259558274491/comments/default" title="Commenti sul post" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17944227&amp;postID=6787483259558274491&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Commenti" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17944227/posts/default/6787483259558274491" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17944227/posts/default/6787483259558274491" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/AMyB/~3/JqNyIairUdA/indimenticabile.html" title="Indimenticabile" /><author><name>maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02044089267170475301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="02507423414216409153" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://marical.blogspot.com/2009/02/indimenticabile.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17944227.post-5692916889907372627</id><published>2009-01-28T16:05:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T16:09:45.498+01:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="scuola" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="problemi" /><title type="text">Una mamma scrive</title><content type="html">&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Buongiorno a tutti la maestra di mate di mia figlia spesso la umilia in classe, considerando che le ho già parlato più volte come mi devo comportare cosa posso fare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Ele&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17944227-5692916889907372627?l=marical.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://marical.blogspot.com/feeds/5692916889907372627/comments/default" title="Commenti sul post" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17944227&amp;postID=5692916889907372627&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Commenti" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17944227/posts/default/5692916889907372627" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17944227/posts/default/5692916889907372627" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/AMyB/~3/6Nlz8OW315o/una-mamma-scrive.html" title="Una mamma scrive" /><author><name>maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02044089267170475301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="02507423414216409153" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://marical.blogspot.com/2009/01/una-mamma-scrive.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17944227.post-2146447681816906232</id><published>2008-12-06T00:31:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T00:33:56.946+01:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="blog" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="alunni" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="saluti" /><title type="text">Da una ex Alunna...</title><content type="html">&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;E' tanto che ci pensavo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Che fine avrà fatto il blog della maestra maria?? Quel blog che per me è stato per un lungo periodo la mia casa, il luogo dove esprimermi..."" Ma non trovavo mai il tempo per scrivere!Ormai non ho nemmeno più tempo per me...Ho notato che questo blog è diventato un luogo di ritrovo per i "GRANDI" non più per i bambini...Come qualche anno fa!Premetto che non è una critica, sono solo stupita del fatto che, persino io, mi ero dimenticata di questo splendido blog! Sono 2 anni che ho lasciato l'Alberto Manzi,eppure non passa giorno che non ripensi a tutti i momenti belli che ho passato con i miei amici, che ormai ERANO e SONO la mia famiglia!Mi abitano tutti dietro casa, potrei scendere e andare a citofonare a tutti soltanto per sentire la loro voce, ma non ce la faccio...Non sarebbe la stessa cosa, alcuni li incontro quando torno da scuola, quando vado a catechismo o semplicemente camminando per strada , io e miei pensieri...e nessun'altro! Ovviamente Maestra Maria non ti ricordi di mia nonna...oppure se ti ricordi( ti do del tu va bene?)sai benissimo quanto io tenissi a lei ...ma ora nn c'è più! Sono più di 2 mese ormai! Mi dispiace soltanto che l'ultimo ricordo che ho di Lei è quanto soffriva...Ha smesso di soffrire questo è l'importante! A scuola va abbastanza bene, ma potrebbe andare meglio...Stò sempre con il naso sui libri...o se non sui libri sulla palla da basket, tu sai perfettamente quanto io ami questo sport...Lo amo sopratutto perchè mi fa dimenticare di tutte le cose che succedono!Mi sto rendendo conto che ho scritto tantissimo...è ora di andare a letto, ormai è questa l'ora per coricarsi..ormai...BuOnA nOtTe! Cornelia (era tanto che non mi firmavo così, e a dirla tutta mi è mancato!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Baci e saluti a tutti.. Sopratutto a te...MAESTRA Maria!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;20-nov-2008 21.43.00&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17944227-2146447681816906232?l=marical.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://marical.blogspot.com/feeds/2146447681816906232/comments/default" title="Commenti sul post" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17944227&amp;postID=2146447681816906232&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Commenti" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17944227/posts/default/2146447681816906232" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17944227/posts/default/2146447681816906232" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/AMyB/~3/b_Ha-mtm5mQ/da-una-ex-alunna.html" title="Da una ex Alunna..." /><author><name>maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02044089267170475301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="02507423414216409153" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://marical.blogspot.com/2008/12/da-una-ex-alunna.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17944227.post-2971585122102867026</id><published>2008-11-28T08:30:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T11:15:24.043+01:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="blog" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="riflessioni" /><title type="text">Lavori in corso...</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Da tempo sto meditando sulla sorte di questo BLOG...chiuderlo, modificarlo....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ho deciso di rinnovarlo sia nella grafica che nei contenuti, ma l'archivio rimarrà sempre a disposizione di tutti...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao!&lt;br /&gt;Maria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17944227-2971585122102867026?l=marical.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://marical.blogspot.com/feeds/2971585122102867026/comments/default" title="Commenti sul post" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17944227&amp;postID=2971585122102867026&amp;isPopup=true" title="7 Commenti" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17944227/posts/default/2971585122102867026" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17944227/posts/default/2971585122102867026" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/AMyB/~3/latGI9gB4TI/lavori-in-corso.html" title="Lavori in corso..." /><author><name>maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02044089267170475301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="02507423414216409153" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">7</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://marical.blogspot.com/2008/11/lavori-in-corso.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17944227.post-4435650549120142659</id><published>2008-11-15T00:44:00.009+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T00:56:19.582+01:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="nuove tecnologie" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="scuola" /><title type="text">Un esempio di tecnologie didattiche</title><content type="html">&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ad ottobre è stata consegnata la prima &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.leonardoausili.com/download/smartboard.wmv"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;lavagna multimediale interattiva&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; nella scuola italiana di Summonte (Av). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Gli studenti irpini sono i primi a sperimentare le nuove tecnologie legate all'utilizzo della didattica multimediale. L'amministrazione comunale ha acquistato il prodotto innovativo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17944227-4435650549120142659?l=marical.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://marical.blogspot.com/feeds/4435650549120142659/comments/default" title="Commenti sul post" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17944227&amp;postID=4435650549120142659&amp;isPopup=true" title="11 Commenti" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17944227/posts/default/4435650549120142659" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17944227/posts/default/4435650549120142659" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/AMyB/~3/ojgb67sVxRM/un-esempio-di-tecnologie-didattiche.html" title="Un esempio di tecnologie didattiche" /><author><name>maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02044089267170475301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="02507423414216409153" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">11</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://marical.blogspot.com/2008/11/un-esempio-di-tecnologie-didattiche.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17944227.post-894888662462357367</id><published>2008-10-14T08:48:00.009+02:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T11:15:56.063+02:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="educazione" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="società" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="riflessioni" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="problemi" /><title type="text">La paura del diverso</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Per &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;XENOFOBIA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; si intende la paura del diverso. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;E' un &lt;em&gt;atteggiamento sociale&lt;/em&gt; che spesso sfocia nell'intolleranza, è la &lt;em&gt;discriminazione&lt;/em&gt; nei confronti di un gruppo etnico o di una razza. Se peggiora, può trasformarsi in &lt;strong&gt;RAZZISMO&lt;/strong&gt;...si veda il post di ieri. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nella storia dell'umanità, le reazioni ostili e violente contro una razza hanno quasi sempre portato a massacri, deportazioni e sofferenze.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Quanti casi di &lt;strong&gt;INTOLLERANZA&lt;/strong&gt; dovranno ancora verificarsi prima che si faccia davvero una campagna di seria sensibilizzazione su questa problematica che riguarda TUTTI, nessuno escluso? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17944227-894888662462357367?l=marical.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://marical.blogspot.com/feeds/894888662462357367/comments/default" title="Commenti sul post" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17944227&amp;postID=894888662462357367&amp;isPopup=true" title="3 Commenti" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17944227/posts/default/894888662462357367" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17944227/posts/default/894888662462357367" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/AMyB/~3/RWy2jYEP7a4/la-paura-del-diverso.html" title="La paura del diverso" /><author><name>maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02044089267170475301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="02507423414216409153" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://marical.blogspot.com/2008/10/la-paura-del-diverso.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17944227.post-3379656893320504563</id><published>2008-10-13T09:26:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T09:39:15.393+02:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="educazione" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="società" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="giovani" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="problemi" /><title type="text">Sono preoccupata</title><content type="html">&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Stamane su Repubblica ho letto &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.repubblica.it/2008/10/sezioni/cronaca/varese-picchiata-marocchina/varese-picchiata-marocchina/varese-picchiata-marocchina.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;questo articolo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt; e mi sono indignata davanti a questo tipo di episodi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Vorrei riflettere con voi sul comportamento dei passanti: perchè sono rimasti completamente indifferenti all'accaduto? Paura o...cos'altro?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Sono triste e molto preoccupata. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17944227-3379656893320504563?l=marical.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://marical.blogspot.com/feeds/3379656893320504563/comments/default" title="Commenti sul post" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17944227&amp;postID=3379656893320504563&amp;isPopup=true" title="4 Commenti" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17944227/posts/default/3379656893320504563" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17944227/posts/default/3379656893320504563" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/AMyB/~3/QmXjIY9dTvM/sono-preoccupata.html" title="Sono preoccupata" /><author><name>maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02044089267170475301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="02507423414216409153" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://marical.blogspot.com/2008/10/sono-preoccupata.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17944227.post-1500959077879673850</id><published>2008-09-26T16:52:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T16:56:28.362+02:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="blog" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="dottorato" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="università" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="ricerca" /><title type="text">Mi dispiace!</title><content type="html">&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Cari Ragazzi,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;immagino la delusione nel vedere questo blog...sempre fermo! :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Volevo aggiornarvi sul mio attuale lavoro. Sono al secondo anno di Dottorato in Scienze Psicologiche e Pedagogiche presso l'Università di Napoli e, in questo periodo, sto scrivendo la relazione sul mio progetto di ricerca. Parallelamente sto concludendo un lavoro a cui tengo particolarmente, ma ve ne parlerò appena possibile!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Un bacione a tutti i miei visitatori ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17944227-1500959077879673850?l=marical.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://marical.blogspot.com/feeds/1500959077879673850/comments/default" title="Commenti sul post" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17944227&amp;postID=1500959077879673850&amp;isPopup=true" title="10 Commenti" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17944227/posts/default/1500959077879673850" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17944227/posts/default/1500959077879673850" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/AMyB/~3/vWuXGQaQ4Wk/mi-dispiace.html" title="Mi dispiace!" /><author><name>maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02044089267170475301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="02507423414216409153" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">10</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://marical.blogspot.com/2008/09/mi-dispiace.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17944227.post-8854594370880062709</id><published>2008-09-06T02:18:00.009+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T02:58:30.631+02:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="educazione" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="suggerimenti" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="bullismo" /><title type="text">Scarpe verdi d'invidia</title><content type="html">&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__fE8xQVx9ZE/SMHPxxlobuI/AAAAAAAAAMs/QXoc7kJmOH4/s1600-h/scarpe_verdi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242699895267684066" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__fE8xQVx9ZE/SMHPxxlobuI/AAAAAAAAAMs/QXoc7kJmOH4/s320/scarpe_verdi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Qualche giorno fa ho fatto ascoltare a mia figlia un CD-AUDIO allegato al libro: &lt;em&gt;"Scarpe verdi d'invidia"&lt;/em&gt; di Alberto Pellai (2007), Edizioni Erickson.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Marco è un bambino di sette anni che si è appena trasferito in una città a 900 chilometri dal suo paese d'origine. Le cose però non stanno andando come vorrebbe lui: inserirsi in una classe di 22 bambini che si conoscono già da un anno non è affatto facile, soprattutto per colpa di due bulletti che lo prendono in giro per il suo accento. Persino le favolose scarpe verdi che papà gli regala per il compleanno non fanno che peggiorare la situazione, suscitando l'invidia degli altri! Per fortuna mamma, papà e una maestra molto intraprendente avranno una fantastica idea che cambierà tutto...".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E' un materiale utile per parlare di bullismo a scuola, ma anche a casa! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17944227-8854594370880062709?l=marical.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://marical.blogspot.com/feeds/8854594370880062709/comments/default" title="Commenti sul post" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17944227&amp;postID=8854594370880062709&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Commenti" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17944227/posts/default/8854594370880062709" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17944227/posts/default/8854594370880062709" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/AMyB/~3/k2lbSZoVl7s/scarpe-verdi-dinvidia.html" title="Scarpe verdi d'invidia" /><author><name>maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02044089267170475301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="02507423414216409153" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__fE8xQVx9ZE/SMHPxxlobuI/AAAAAAAAAMs/QXoc7kJmOH4/s72-c/scarpe_verdi.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://marical.blogspot.com/2008/09/scarpe-verdi-dinvidia.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17944227.post-6402596110865499496</id><published>2008-06-20T00:28:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T01:23:05.328+01:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="estate" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="relax" /><title type="text">Buone Vacanze!</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__fE8xQVx9ZE/SFrfPIjDFwI/AAAAAAAAAMM/2NswcwB5y6E/s1600-h/vacanza.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213724969720289026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__fE8xQVx9ZE/SFrfPIjDFwI/AAAAAAAAAMM/2NswcwB5y6E/s200/vacanza.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__fE8xQVx9ZE/SFrdyGI2hBI/AAAAAAAAAME/-u0QoZdUSdU/s1600-h/vacanza.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17944227-6402596110865499496?l=marical.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://marical.blogspot.com/feeds/6402596110865499496/comments/default" title="Commenti sul post" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17944227&amp;postID=6402596110865499496&amp;isPopup=true" title="6 Commenti" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17944227/posts/default/6402596110865499496" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17944227/posts/default/6402596110865499496" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/AMyB/~3/O4kHwypNpT4/buone-vacanze.html" title="Buone Vacanze!" /><author><name>maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02044089267170475301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="02507423414216409153" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__fE8xQVx9ZE/SFrfPIjDFwI/AAAAAAAAAMM/2NswcwB5y6E/s72-c/vacanza.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">6</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://marical.blogspot.com/2008/06/buone-vacanze.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17944227.post-3020412156005759461</id><published>2008-06-18T10:35:00.012+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T01:23:05.511+01:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="educazione" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="suggerimenti" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="problemi" /><title type="text">Le regole ai bambini</title><content type="html">&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__fE8xQVx9ZE/SFjN7za4OVI/AAAAAAAAAL8/_NPPkQ-rQIU/s1600-h/indice_bis.GIF"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213142995980269906" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__fE8xQVx9ZE/SFjN7za4OVI/AAAAAAAAAL8/_NPPkQ-rQIU/s200/indice_bis.GIF" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Sappiamo tutti quanto sia importante fornire regole ai bambini! Ma spesso sentiamo dire dai genitori: "Io ho dato le regole, ma mio figlio non le rispetta". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Purtroppo, la regola non rispettata...non è una regola!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Il metodo autoritario non è efficace, bisognerebbe imparare un modo più efficace ed affettuoso...&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;L'ASSERTIVITA'!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Se non c'è aggressività, ma &lt;em&gt;calma e serenità&lt;/em&gt; è molto probabile riuscire nell'intento. Un'altra cosa importante è quella di chiedere ciò che vogliamo e non ciò che è da evitare. Un esempio: &lt;em&gt;"Non scrivere sul muro!"&lt;/em&gt; si dovrebbe trasformare in &lt;em&gt;"Scrivi solo sul foglio".&lt;/em&gt; Nel primo caso c'è un divieto, mentre nel secondo si offre al bambino l'alternativa che soddisfa il suo bisogno di creatività. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Un libro interessante al riguardo è: "Come Insegnare le Regole ai Bambini", A. Magnani, edizioni Sì, 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17944227-3020412156005759461?l=marical.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://marical.blogspot.com/feeds/3020412156005759461/comments/default" title="Commenti sul post" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17944227&amp;postID=3020412156005759461&amp;isPopup=true" title="4 Commenti" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17944227/posts/default/3020412156005759461" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17944227/posts/default/3020412156005759461" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/AMyB/~3/M04gI9zuuEo/le-regole-ai-bambini.html" title="Le regole ai bambini" /><author><name>maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02044089267170475301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="02507423414216409153" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__fE8xQVx9ZE/SFjN7za4OVI/AAAAAAAAAL8/_NPPkQ-rQIU/s72-c/indice_bis.GIF" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://marical.blogspot.com/2008/06/le-regole-ai-bambini.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17944227.post-2582367425458259592</id><published>2008-06-13T09:56:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T13:40:43.963+02:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="poesia" /><title type="text">Ti auguro tempo</title><content type="html">&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Non ti auguro un dono qualsiasi.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ti auguro soltanto quello che i più non hanno.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ti auguro tempo, per divertirti e per ridere; se lo impiegherai bene, potrai ricavarne qualcosa.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ti auguro tempo, per il tuo Fare e il tuo Pensare,non solo per te stesso, ma anche per donarlo agli altri. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ti auguro tempo, non per affrettarti e correre, ma tempo per essere contento. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ti auguro tempo, non soltanto per trascorrerlo, ti auguro tempo perché te ne resti: tempo per stupirti e tempo per fidarti e non soltanto per guardarlo sull'orologio.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ti auguro tempo per toccare le stelle e tempo per crescere, per maturare.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ti auguro tempo, per sperare nuovamente e per amare. Non ha più senso rimandare.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ti auguro tempo per trovare te stesso, per vivere ogni tuo giorno, ogni tua ora come un dono. Ti auguro tempo anche per perdonare. Ti auguro di avere tempo,tempo per la vita. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Poesia indiana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17944227-2582367425458259592?l=marical.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://marical.blogspot.com/feeds/2582367425458259592/comments/default" title="Commenti sul post" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17944227&amp;postID=2582367425458259592&amp;isPopup=true" title="4 Commenti" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17944227/posts/default/2582367425458259592" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17944227/posts/default/2582367425458259592" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/AMyB/~3/itk0UoUc4-I/ti-auguro-tempo.html" title="Ti auguro tempo" /><author><name>maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02044089267170475301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="02507423414216409153" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://marical.blogspot.com/2008/06/ti-auguro-tempo.html</feedburner:origLink></entry></feed>
