<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19424713</id><updated>2012-02-18T03:30:33.407-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sinta10</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Benvindo Chantre Neves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13709041670741119479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TTFa2snlpVI/AAAAAAAABgo/YGEdeOhFob8/S220/PICT0123z.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>241</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19424713.post-3688118780392422653</id><published>2012-01-23T10:12:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T04:28:51.581-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Outra Face da Lei em imagens... e 2 plévrinha</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2Jp47VnjvnI/Tx1TnpYp46I/AAAAAAAABqc/FAhX_H5T6Ss/s1600/IMG_7220.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225px" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2Jp47VnjvnI/Tx1TnpYp46I/AAAAAAAABqc/FAhX_H5T6Ss/s400/IMG_7220.JPG" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4-pNxDv-I68/Tx1T-P2dG-I/AAAAAAAABqs/TuUE8250jqE/s1600/IMG_7246.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="203px" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4-pNxDv-I68/Tx1T-P2dG-I/AAAAAAAABqs/TuUE8250jqE/s400/IMG_7246.JPG" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vCfTiXWWd4g/Tx1UJRy8T4I/AAAAAAAABq0/4uPufaa8uds/s1600/IMG_7249.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="233px" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vCfTiXWWd4g/Tx1UJRy8T4I/AAAAAAAABq0/4uPufaa8uds/s400/IMG_7249.JPG" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SxWQPbuOeaE/Tx1UY3Q4AII/AAAAAAAABq8/DGbZ6ageG_c/s1600/IMG_7252.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="288px" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SxWQPbuOeaE/Tx1UY3Q4AII/AAAAAAAABq8/DGbZ6ageG_c/s400/IMG_7252.JPG" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E0b2Dc7VBWs/Tx1UlbVv70I/AAAAAAAABrE/qxgUqwzbo98/s1600/IMG_7262.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="311px" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E0b2Dc7VBWs/Tx1UlbVv70I/AAAAAAAABrE/qxgUqwzbo98/s400/IMG_7262.JPG" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KsA31VyZ9N8/Tx1nFsdlLvI/AAAAAAAABrM/i0sKeoNGfr8/s1600/IMG_7242.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" nfa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KsA31VyZ9N8/Tx1nFsdlLvI/AAAAAAAABrM/i0sKeoNGfr8/s400/IMG_7242.JPG" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cenas d'A Outra Face da Lei (Fotos: BCN)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none;"&gt;﻿﻿ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;﻿﻿﻿﻿Não cheguei a encontrar os célebres tribunais populares, ou de zona, mas cresci a ouvir falar deles, e as vezes quando se referem à esses tribunais até fico com a sensação de ter convivido com eles. Histórias famosas ficaram associadas aos tribunais de zona, muitas com uma boa dose de anedotas, é certo. Desde aquele burro que, por devorar as plantações de uma horta de um fulano, foi condenado à prisão (quer dizer à estábulo) perpétua; passando por aquele cão que por ter mijado numa rua "proíbida" foi-lhe dado a sentença de não passar naquelas redondezas durante uns três meses. (aliás o juiz do tribunal popular da peça A Outra Face da Lei vangloria-se disso mesmo como tendo sido um dos seus feitos que mostram que ele não atura desaforos).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;A Outra Face da Lei fez-me viajar pela minha ilha adentro (é impossível não fazer este exercício,&amp;nbsp;inconsciente até, sempre que assisto á uma peça do Juventude em Marcha). Com o julgamento de Aníbal, por exemplo, lembrei-me daquele fulano lá de Lugar de Guene (contemporâneo dos meus irmãos mais velhos) que foi condenado lá no tribunal de nho Iszê M'guêl a uns dezenas de palmatórias por ter tród Nhô Móne um vento méf que ninguém tava podê suportá. (um buf, entende-se).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;A peça apresentada este sábado (21 Janeiro) na Assembleia Nacional revela mais um trabalho de intensa pesquisa por parte do Juventude Em Marcha&amp;nbsp; De todo o modo, penso que na parte final,&amp;nbsp;os largos minutos de "terror" poderiam ser amainados. É certo que a intenção é boa, castigar duro para que depois&amp;nbsp;haja redenção, mas para quem tem medo de gongon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... ainda por cima&amp;nbsp; agora que se volta a falar dos outrora famosos e temíveis "Monçongos"! Afinal, os "Monçongos", que já estavam em vias de extinção, parece que ressuscitaram (é, pelo menos, o que tem sugerido alguns jornais ca do burgo)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;OBS: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Há dias, numa entrevista à RCV Jorge Martins&amp;nbsp;disse que o&amp;nbsp;Juventude em Marcha deve ser chamado de Juventude em Marcha de Cabo Verde e não apenas de Santo Antão porque, segundo o actor, lá onde estiver, o grupo representa o país inteiro. Já bsót séb!&lt;/span&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/19424713-3688118780392422653?l=sinta10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/feeds/3688118780392422653/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19424713&amp;postID=3688118780392422653' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/3688118780392422653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/3688118780392422653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2012/01/outra-face-da-lei-em-imagens-e-2.html' title='A Outra Face da Lei em imagens... e 2 plévrinha'/><author><name>Benvindo Chantre Neves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13709041670741119479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TTFa2snlpVI/AAAAAAAABgo/YGEdeOhFob8/S220/PICT0123z.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2Jp47VnjvnI/Tx1TnpYp46I/AAAAAAAABqc/FAhX_H5T6Ss/s72-c/IMG_7220.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19424713.post-2631441096436892495</id><published>2012-01-10T06:19:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T06:20:50.280-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mais tela para Juventude em Marcha</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ykVNvqVdFYI/TwwQRYaVK6I/AAAAAAAABpk/hzgHRwP0yAQ/s1600/IMG_1339.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="363" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ykVNvqVdFYI/TwwQRYaVK6I/AAAAAAAABpk/hzgHRwP0yAQ/s400/IMG_1339.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cena da peça "Chuva Braba" Foto: BCN&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span lang="PT-BR" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Este ano de 2012 promete! O grupo teatral de Santo Antão, &amp;nbsp;Juventude em Marcha, já anunciou que vai gravar&amp;nbsp; mais duas peças em telefilme, devendo a primeira produção começar o mais tardar nos primeiros dias de Fevereiro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="PT-BR" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;De acordo com Jorge Martins, &lt;b&gt;Órfãos do Penedo&lt;/b&gt; e &lt;b&gt;À Deus o que é de Deus, ao Diabo o que é Diabo&lt;/b&gt; são as duas obras que vão ser adaptadas ao pequeno ecrã, tendo garantido que já estão sendo ultimados os preparativos com vista à realização das filmagens, que terão a &amp;nbsp;coordenação do realizador cabo-verdiano, Carlos Freitas.&lt;br style="mso-special-character: line-break;" /&gt; &lt;br style="mso-special-character: line-break;" /&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/19424713-2631441096436892495?l=sinta10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/feeds/2631441096436892495/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19424713&amp;postID=2631441096436892495' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/2631441096436892495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/2631441096436892495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2012/01/mais-tela-para-juventude-em-marcha.html' title='Mais tela para Juventude em Marcha'/><author><name>Benvindo Chantre Neves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13709041670741119479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TTFa2snlpVI/AAAAAAAABgo/YGEdeOhFob8/S220/PICT0123z.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ykVNvqVdFYI/TwwQRYaVK6I/AAAAAAAABpk/hzgHRwP0yAQ/s72-c/IMG_1339.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19424713.post-8099230733592097583</id><published>2011-12-19T06:30:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T06:35:46.049-04:00</updated><title type='text'>... e morreu a esperança de ver Cise na Ribeira da Torre</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v7CgSAtsqSE/Tu8NyEuuh7I/AAAAAAAABpI/jXkIcQQh2zU/s1600/CesariaEvora0906bis%25C2%25A92009+Eric+MuletLusafrica.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v7CgSAtsqSE/Tu8NyEuuh7I/AAAAAAAABpI/jXkIcQQh2zU/s400/CesariaEvora0906bis%25C2%25A92009+Eric+MuletLusafrica.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sXDfk3-gKSg/Tu8R1NhvIgI/AAAAAAAABpQ/CIINNVih5Kg/s1600/IMG_0562.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sXDfk3-gKSg/Tu8R1NhvIgI/AAAAAAAABpQ/CIINNVih5Kg/s400/IMG_0562.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Com a morte de Cesária Évora desvaneceu-se, para sempre, o sonho de ver a diva a actual no vale da Ribeira da Torre, em meio a luxuriante vegetação. Uma ideia que partiu do Paulino Dias e que, depressa, ganhou forma. Aliás, o mega-evento só não chegou a acontecer no passado dia 03 de Dezembro porque, entretanto, dois meses antes Cise retirara-se dos palcos, por aconselhamento médico.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Todos os filhos do vale já estavam entusiasmadíssimos e não viam a hora de chegar o 03 de Dezembro.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;O anúncio da sua retirada dos palcos baralhou tudo, mas ainda mantinha acesa a nossa esperança de ver esse concerto de sonho realizar-se. A morte matou a esperança... Até sempre, Cise!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &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/19424713-8099230733592097583?l=sinta10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/feeds/8099230733592097583/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19424713&amp;postID=8099230733592097583' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/8099230733592097583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/8099230733592097583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2011/12/e-morreu-esperanca-de-ver-cise-na.html' title='... e morreu a esperança de ver Cise na Ribeira da Torre'/><author><name>Benvindo Chantre Neves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13709041670741119479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TTFa2snlpVI/AAAAAAAABgo/YGEdeOhFob8/S220/PICT0123z.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v7CgSAtsqSE/Tu8NyEuuh7I/AAAAAAAABpI/jXkIcQQh2zU/s72-c/CesariaEvora0906bis%25C2%25A92009+Eric+MuletLusafrica.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19424713.post-7573972051187166659</id><published>2011-12-14T06:07:00.015-04:00</published><updated>2011-12-23T17:11:52.636-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Concêi dód desprezód...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Os problemas enfrentados no início das obras da estrada de penetração do vale da Ribeira da Torre  deveram-se à &lt;b style="color: red;"&gt;"falta de conhecimento mais profundo da realidade concreta  da Ribeira da Torre, da história das suas cheias e a ausência de diálogo  com os antigos construtores das obras de correcção torrencial no Vale,  na altura da elaboração do projecto&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;João Ferreira, representante do Ministério das Infra-estruturas, em Santo Antão, dixit!!!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kEFwzzBQoAA/TuiLwo5pTCI/AAAAAAAABpA/0Z4ZtM1HKoI/s1600/IMG_6341.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kEFwzzBQoAA/TuiLwo5pTCI/AAAAAAAABpA/0Z4ZtM1HKoI/s400/IMG_6341.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Cheias de Setembro deste ano na Ribeira da Torre (Foto: BCN)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Na minha infância, e até hoje na Ilha, ouve-se os mais velhos dizerem que "concêi dód desprêzód ê meldçôn de Kéin". Ou seja, o ditado refere-se a uma passagem na Bíblia segundo a qual Caim teria assassinado o seu irmão Abel, naquilo que a crença cristã reza como sendo o primeiro homicídio da história da Humanidade. A moral do ditado é que um conselho desprezado pode redundar-se numa tragédia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Pois bem, quem nasce e cresce nos meios rurais muito cedo aprende a "ler" os sinais da Natureza, os caminhos que as cheias trilham ou podem trilhar, o que é mais ou menos seguro e imune às enxurradas, enfim, um abecedário que se aprende sem ser preciso ir parar aos bancos da escola.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tudo isso para manifestar a minha estranheza em relação àquilo que acabamos por ficar a saber através do representante do Ministério das Infra-estruturas em Santo Antão, citado pelo Asemana on line &lt;a href="http://www.asemana.publ.cv/spip.php?article70926&amp;amp;ak=1"&gt;aqui&lt;/a&gt;. O senhor João Ferreira confessa que&lt;b&gt; "&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;a falta de conhecimento mais profundo da realidade concreta  da  Ribeira da Torre, da história das suas cheias e a ausência de diálogo   com os antigos construtores das obras de correcção torrencial no Vale,   na altura da elaboração do projecto&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;" &lt;/i&gt;estiveram na origem dos problemas enfrentados no início das obras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INACREDITÁVEL e INACEITÁVEL! Como é possível?!! Perguntei assim que li a afirmação. Então, para se avançar com obras do género não é preciso antes elaborar estudos? Acho que é assim que se recomenda, quanto mais não seja, no caso em apreço, para se saber qual é a realidade do vale, bem como da história das suas cheias.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logo que as obras começaram a ganhar forma, com a construção dos muros e dos aquedutos, muitos eram os comentários que se ouvia entre os habitantes da Ribeira da Torre, sobretudo os mais velhos que, sem hesitar, vaticinavam que algumas partes da estrada estariam condenadas ao fracasso. Houve quem tivesse dito: &lt;i&gt;"amox, kel êlgar lacin, ne 1960 e tal, aga levél tudo om; kel ot rócónt lá, escôrroço lêmbê'l tud ne 1984...&amp;nbsp; ógora oiá kmênera jas passá um estrédinha lá, es n séb ukiê kes te nê el ma Neturéza en de brincá!!".&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Sinta10, atento à a essas conversas de Nhu Naxu, ia captando o sentimento dos "visionários" da minha ribeira e de quanto em vez postava uma coisinha por cá. Por exemplo, já ainda em 2008, em pleno mês de Setembro começaram as obras das duas pontes da Ribeira Grande. Naturalmente, vieram as cheias de Outubro e levaram o que já tinha sido feito. Na altura num artigo publicado neste blogue escrevemos: &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2008/10/e-tudo-outubro-levou.html"&gt;"muitos, sobretudo aqueles sem estudo nem canudo, mas com experiência adquirida na escola da vida, já tinham previsto esta situação."&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;O mau prenúncio estava então lançado. O que aconteceu exactamente 2 anos depois, em &lt;a href="http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2010/10/o-vale-chuva-e-estrada.html"&gt;Outubro de 2010,&lt;/a&gt; veio mostrar que os mestres e doutorados da Escola da Vida, muitos dos quais nem sabem assinar o nome,&amp;nbsp; devem ser sempre tidos em conta, senão a tal máxima do Caim (kéim) encontra razões para se gabar da sua infalibilidade. Servirá isso de lição?&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/19424713-7573972051187166659?l=sinta10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/feeds/7573972051187166659/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19424713&amp;postID=7573972051187166659' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/7573972051187166659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/7573972051187166659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2011/12/si-bu-ca-obi-bu-ta-odja.html' title='Concêi dód desprezód...'/><author><name>Benvindo Chantre Neves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13709041670741119479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TTFa2snlpVI/AAAAAAAABgo/YGEdeOhFob8/S220/PICT0123z.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kEFwzzBQoAA/TuiLwo5pTCI/AAAAAAAABpA/0Z4ZtM1HKoI/s72-c/IMG_6341.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19424713.post-2885634576308322740</id><published>2011-11-25T09:50:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-25T15:17:23.961-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Frékéza!!! O outro lado do país real</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X9J72dtEHOc/Ts-cwzsRGZI/AAAAAAAABow/HBbNutY7UsQ/s400/Imagem+512.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Foto: BCN&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 115%; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Em Porto Novo, na Ribeira das Patas, fica a única escola secundária do interior do concelho. Alberga perto de quinhentos alunos, quase todos, cerca de 98 porcento, pertencentes a famílias muito carenciadas que vivem espalhadas pelas diversas comunidades do disperso concelho do Porto Novo, um dos mais pobres de Cabo Verde.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 115%; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 115%; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;A larga maioria dos estudantes do liceu da Ribeira das Patas enfrenta sérias dificuldades para assistir todos os dias às aulas. Dificuldades que muitas vezes são tão básicas como chegar à escola e começar as aulas sem terem feito qualquer refeição. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 115%; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 115%; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Ora, é esta difícil situação que a direcção da escola quer agora inverter, através de um projecto inovador… mas também ousado. O Liceu da Ribeira das Patas está a procura de parceiros para garantir, pelo menos, uma refeição diária a cerca de duzentos e vinte e dois alunos (os mais carenciados do 7º e 8º anos). Quem está a frente desse projecto é Alciolinda Baptista, Sub-directora Pedagógica para os Assuntos Comunitários e Sociais da Escola. A responsável disse-nos estar já há 3 anos a trabalhar naquele estabelecimento escolar e diz ter presenciado casos de alunos que, durante as aulas, não conseguem concentrar-se por estarem sem comer. No entanto, esclarece Baptista, esta ideia surgiu com o antigo director, Rufino Évora, e agora a nova direcção do liceu pretende avançar com a iniciativa.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;O projecto estava previsto arrancar neste mês de Novembro, mas, por falta de financiamento, não foi possível. Por enquanto sé a FICASE já se comprometeu em dar algum apoio ao nível dos géneros alimentícios. O liceu está a espera ainda do &lt;i&gt;feed-back &lt;/i&gt;de outras instituições que foram contactadas. Caso houver respostas positivas, os alunos carenciados do liceu da Ribeira das Patas poderão começar a ter uma refeição quente a partir de Janeiro, disse Alciolinda Baptista.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 115%; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Para os mais de duzentos e vinte alunos carenciados a serem contemplados nesta 1ª fase com uma refeição quente, um simples gesto seu pode significar muito para eles. A subdirectora pedagógica para os Assuntos comunitários e Sociais da Escola Secundária da Ribeira das Patas deixa um apelo a quem quiser ajudar esses alunos, que o faça, nem que seja com géneros alimentícios.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;É o outro lado do país real. Será que no liceu há alunos &lt;a href="http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2011/06/o-outro-lado-da-grande-ilha.html"&gt;desta zona????&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 115%; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19424713-2885634576308322740?l=sinta10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/feeds/2885634576308322740/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19424713&amp;postID=2885634576308322740' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/2885634576308322740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/2885634576308322740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2011/11/frekeza.html' title='Frékéza!!! O outro lado do país real'/><author><name>Benvindo Chantre Neves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13709041670741119479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TTFa2snlpVI/AAAAAAAABgo/YGEdeOhFob8/S220/PICT0123z.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X9J72dtEHOc/Ts-cwzsRGZI/AAAAAAAABow/HBbNutY7UsQ/s72-c/Imagem+512.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19424713.post-8145289502392817623</id><published>2011-11-04T07:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T07:09:32.373-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Elefantes e... moscas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L_6YKZeq0g4/TrPHWyaz41I/AAAAAAAABoo/ClCRXL2fHhM/s1600/IMG_6548.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" ida="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L_6YKZeq0g4/TrPHWyaz41I/AAAAAAAABoo/ClCRXL2fHhM/s400/IMG_6548.jpg" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;O Jornal A Nação traz na edição desta semana uma matéria sobre o Centro de Expurgo de Santo Antão. O"Elefante Branco" conforme o jornal chama a infra-estrutura, completou no mês passado um ano inaugurado e até agora está lá às moscas. No mestê sotá kes mosca pá, aliás, no mestê sotá mil pés também... tónt bitxe, porra!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A propósito, em que pé está o projecto da &lt;a href="http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2010/08/universidade-agricola-para-ilha.html"&gt;Universidade Agrícola para Santo Antão&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&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/19424713-8145289502392817623?l=sinta10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/feeds/8145289502392817623/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19424713&amp;postID=8145289502392817623' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/8145289502392817623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/8145289502392817623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2011/11/elefantes-e-moscas.html' title='Elefantes e... moscas'/><author><name>Benvindo Chantre Neves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13709041670741119479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TTFa2snlpVI/AAAAAAAABgo/YGEdeOhFob8/S220/PICT0123z.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L_6YKZeq0g4/TrPHWyaz41I/AAAAAAAABoo/ClCRXL2fHhM/s72-c/IMG_6548.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19424713.post-3039721831297803678</id><published>2011-10-12T07:55:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T07:59:03.875-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Secá ropa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;De &lt;a href="http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2010/10/outdoors-da-minha-ilha.html"&gt;"outdoors"&lt;/a&gt; a "cordas" pe espalhá ropa, na ILHA nada se perde, tudo se aproveita!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BMGlqYXjJjw/TpV-elMUbFI/AAAAAAAABnQ/BbFGmcIBXAI/s1600/IMG_6526.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" oda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BMGlqYXjJjw/TpV-elMUbFI/AAAAAAAABnQ/BbFGmcIBXAI/s400/IMG_6526.jpg" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Foto: BCN&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19424713-3039721831297803678?l=sinta10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/feeds/3039721831297803678/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19424713&amp;postID=3039721831297803678' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/3039721831297803678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/3039721831297803678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2011/10/seca-ropa.html' title='Secá ropa'/><author><name>Benvindo Chantre Neves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13709041670741119479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TTFa2snlpVI/AAAAAAAABgo/YGEdeOhFob8/S220/PICT0123z.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BMGlqYXjJjw/TpV-elMUbFI/AAAAAAAABnQ/BbFGmcIBXAI/s72-c/IMG_6526.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19424713.post-7822780243819540781</id><published>2011-10-04T07:21:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T08:17:02.509-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Pareidolia na minha ILHA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A minha ILHA, a chamada Ilha das Montanhas, tem rochas de todos os feitios.&amp;nbsp;Por estes dias andei a fotografar aquelas que fazem lebrar figuras outras como pessoas ou animais. Estive dois dias "escondido" na encravada localidade de Corvo.&amp;nbsp;Aproveitei e fui redescobrir Formiguinhas,&amp;nbsp;uma década&amp;nbsp;depois de lá ter ido pela primeira vez.&amp;nbsp;Visitei a escola local, um pólo que também recebe os alunos do Corvo. Para este ano lectivo são, ao todo,&amp;nbsp;23 alunos&amp;nbsp;do 1º ao 6º ano. O contacto com as crianças foi fascinante (o olhar delas cativa o visitante e&amp;nbsp;grande parte tem olhos verdes e cabelos louros).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;O percurso,&amp;nbsp;à pé, Fontainhas-Corvo-Formiginhas é fascinate, embora algo cansativo para aqueles que não estão muito habituados a grandes caminhadas. Descobri muitas figuras. Um caso extraordinário de &lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pareidolia"&gt;Pareidolia,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;... e fiz fotografias:&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gsHDjKcCEKE/TorhzKhazII/AAAAAAAABnA/DGqZOQQ1jmU/s1600/IMG_6843.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" kca="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gsHDjKcCEKE/TorhzKhazII/AAAAAAAABnA/DGqZOQQ1jmU/s400/IMG_6843.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8AjYUOrIPhg/Torhskwh2lI/AAAAAAAABm8/vTEOXvlf0-c/s1600/IMG_6751.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" kca="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8AjYUOrIPhg/Torhskwh2lI/AAAAAAAABm8/vTEOXvlf0-c/s400/IMG_6751.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tWccB-5ESgU/ToriAawIrCI/AAAAAAAABnE/lwi2PJk11g4/s1600/IMG_6771.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" kca="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tWccB-5ESgU/ToriAawIrCI/AAAAAAAABnE/lwi2PJk11g4/s400/IMG_6771.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DMKefnedPSA/ToriDyzCjlI/AAAAAAAABnI/lwmJWZCOTf8/s1600/IMG_6845.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" kca="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DMKefnedPSA/ToriDyzCjlI/AAAAAAAABnI/lwmJWZCOTf8/s400/IMG_6845.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-w4jx6iDbHTI/ToriH4-WOvI/AAAAAAAABnM/qVT_GyaTTUg/s1600/IMG_6770.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" kca="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-w4jx6iDbHTI/ToriH4-WOvI/AAAAAAAABnM/qVT_GyaTTUg/s400/IMG_6770.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fotos: BCN&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nota:&lt;/b&gt; Durante as férias na ILHa&amp;nbsp; fiz filmagens e entrevistas na região Corvo e Fromiguinhas. As duas localidades vão ser tema de uma das edições do programa televisivo &lt;a href="http://www.rtc.cv/tcv/index.php?paginas=4&amp;amp;id_cod=63"&gt;Regiões&lt;/a&gt;,&amp;nbsp;a ser emitido oportunamente na&amp;nbsp;TCV.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19424713-7822780243819540781?l=sinta10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/feeds/7822780243819540781/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19424713&amp;postID=7822780243819540781' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/7822780243819540781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/7822780243819540781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2011/10/pareidolia-na-minha-ilha.html' title='A Pareidolia na minha ILHA'/><author><name>Benvindo Chantre Neves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13709041670741119479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TTFa2snlpVI/AAAAAAAABgo/YGEdeOhFob8/S220/PICT0123z.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gsHDjKcCEKE/TorhzKhazII/AAAAAAAABnA/DGqZOQQ1jmU/s72-c/IMG_6843.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19424713.post-4835536239174935178</id><published>2011-09-29T10:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T10:58:28.553-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Férias (e águas) na Ilha</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xmErZ6umZjk/Tkrq8tzS0zI/AAAAAAAABmI/4AJC3WtEzaQ/s1600/IMG_6117.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" naa="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xmErZ6umZjk/Tkrq8tzS0zI/AAAAAAAABmI/4AJC3WtEzaQ/s400/IMG_6117.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" closure_uid_9cbzdf="118" closure_uid_9tyf34="119" closure_uid_r9r40x="307" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div align="center" closure_uid_r9r40x="308"&gt;&lt;span closure_uid_9cbzdf="153" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Em pé, da esquerda para direita: Ninã, Amunik, Tutuia, Ká, Nelson e Nelson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" closure_uid_9cbzdf="116"&gt;&lt;span closure_uid_9cbzdf="154" closure_uid_9tyf34="116" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Agachados: Mantcha, Vika, Mariano, Palela e Oceano &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" closure_uid_9cbzdf="116"&gt;&lt;span closure_uid_9cbzdf="154" closure_uid_9tyf34="118" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(Onze inicial na vitória frente à Diáspora por 1-0 no estádio de Assomada (Foto: Benvindo Neves&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_r9r40x="116" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_3inl8r="126"&gt;A selecção de Santo Antão chega pela terceira vez consecutiva à final da Taça Independêcia (torneio Inter-ilhas). Apesar de não ter conseguido, em nenhuma das ocasiões, conquistar o troféu, não deixa de ser assinalável esse feito. Primeiro, porque é a&amp;nbsp;única ilha a conseguir atingir essa marca (alcançar a final por 3 vezes seguidas). Segundo, porque no xadrez das nove selecções, Santo Antão&amp;nbsp;até 2007&amp;nbsp;nunca era tida, à partida,&amp;nbsp;como uma candidata ao título, num cenário onde sempre o triângulo Santiago, São Vicente e Sal afiguraram-se como as "eternas favoritas".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_r9r40x="116" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_r9r40x="116" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_qzks3="116"&gt;Na projecção do jogo da última final, mais uma&amp;nbsp;com Santiago, um dos responsáveis da caravana santantonense, José Candeias, afirmava categoricamente que à comunicação social que&amp;nbsp;"à terceira vai ser de vez!", já que marcaria "o fim de um ciclo". Bem, não concretizou o "profecia" do Candeias, esse antigo guarda-redes da selecção verde, mas ficou demonstrado, mais uma vez, que há muita qualidade no desporto que se pratica na ilha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_r9r40x="116" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_r9r40x="116" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_qzks3="118"&gt;E por falar em qualidade do desporto santantonense, que dizer dos resultados alcançados&amp;nbsp;no ténis? Ora, no mesmo fim-de-semana em que Santo Antão carimbava o passaporte para mais uma final do Inter-Ilhas, acontecia na mesma cidade, Praia, o Campeonato Nacional de Ténis, com os atletas Samuel Lopes e Nélida Miranda, ambos da localidade Afonso Martinho a&amp;nbsp;conqusitarem o título nacional em masculino e feminino, respectivamente. São sinais claros de que o desporto em Santo Santão está a atravessar um momento muito interessante, pelo&amp;nbsp;que é preciso apostar muito mais nessa área, pois está provado que há&amp;nbsp;todo um potencial que vale a pena ser explorado de forma&amp;nbsp;metódica e sistematizada. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_r9r40x="116" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_qzks3="119"&gt;Foi maravilhoso ver a forma humilde como os&amp;nbsp;tenistas vencedores&amp;nbsp;expressaram o seu contentamento, sem qualquer tipo de sobranceria ou desprezo pelos adversários. Não menos "deliciosa" foi a forma como os finalistas derrotados da Taça Independência encararam e digeriram a derrota, colaborando, inclusive, com os santiaguenses na festa. Um show que já tinha sido visto há dois anos em Porto Novo,&amp;nbsp;quando os adeptos, mesmo depois da expressiva vitória de Santiago por 4-0, continuaram a festa com um&amp;nbsp; Colá Sonjôn efusivo nas bancadas. Que lição de desportivismo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_r9r40x="116" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_r9r40x="116" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Nos tempos em que o fair-play tem sido recorrentemente atropelado, com cenas, as vezes, lamentáveis nos palcos desportivos, precisamos todos ir à grande ILHA aprender um bocado do &lt;em closure_uid_r9r40x="129"&gt;modus&amp;nbsp;operandi&lt;/em&gt; dos Santantonenes&amp;nbsp;nesta matéria. Que a moda permaneça e se expanda.&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/19424713-8109597926139457453?l=sinta10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/feeds/8109597926139457453/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19424713&amp;postID=8109597926139457453' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/8109597926139457453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/8109597926139457453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2011/08/o-desportivismo-sueco-viva-santo-antao.html' title='O desportivismo &quot;sueco&quot;: Viva Santo Antão!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Benvindo Chantre Neves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13709041670741119479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TTFa2snlpVI/AAAAAAAABgo/YGEdeOhFob8/S220/PICT0123z.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xmErZ6umZjk/Tkrq8tzS0zI/AAAAAAAABmI/4AJC3WtEzaQ/s72-c/IMG_6117.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19424713.post-8423350200523416048</id><published>2011-07-21T16:48:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T16:53:50.052-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cores da minha ILHA (sem corantes)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" m$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-88e_AqdcMP8/TiVpE-N94KI/AAAAAAAABlM/6tSFGaUxDk4/s400/IMG_3765.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fotos: BCN&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;As paisagens de Santo Antão (o vale do Paul, por exemplo)&amp;nbsp;fazem parte do leque de propostas do IIPC para possíveis candidatos a Património da Humanidade,&amp;nbsp;a serem apresentados à UNESCO.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19424713-5912544963349141188?l=sinta10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/feeds/5912544963349141188/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19424713&amp;postID=5912544963349141188' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/5912544963349141188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/5912544963349141188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2011/07/patrimonio-nacional.html' title='Paisagens'/><author><name>Benvindo Chantre Neves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13709041670741119479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TTFa2snlpVI/AAAAAAAABgo/YGEdeOhFob8/S220/PICT0123z.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Nnu1suPxWhA/TiVmQM6E-TI/AAAAAAAABkk/QpGgZUpTxj0/s72-c/IMG_3704.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19424713.post-1678015385121358237</id><published>2011-06-22T07:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T07:02:44.086-04:00</updated><title type='text'>O OUTRO LADO da Grande Ilha</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;"No extremo Sul da Ilha de Santo Antão, na zona mais remota do concelho do Porto Novo, uma comunidade constituída por pouco mais de 45 pessoas vive à espera de quase tudo: da chuva, de água, de estrada... ou da sua transferência para outro sítio" - Filomena Alves, jornalista TCV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NESTE CABO VERDE AINDA HÁ ZONAS ASSIM: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rtc.cv/index.php?paginas=47&amp;amp;id_cod=10905&amp;amp;nome_programa=Regi%F5es&amp;amp;data=2011-06-21&amp;amp;codigo=regioes"&gt;http://www.rtc.cv/index.php?paginas=47&amp;amp;id_cod=10905&amp;amp;nome_programa=Regi%F5es&amp;amp;data=2011-06-21&amp;amp;codigo=regioes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;METE DÓ!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19424713-1678015385121358237?l=sinta10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/feeds/1678015385121358237/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19424713&amp;postID=1678015385121358237' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/1678015385121358237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/1678015385121358237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2011/06/o-outro-lado-da-grande-ilha.html' title='O OUTRO LADO da Grande Ilha'/><author><name>Benvindo Chantre Neves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13709041670741119479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TTFa2snlpVI/AAAAAAAABgo/YGEdeOhFob8/S220/PICT0123z.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19424713.post-3577260705419876548</id><published>2011-05-06T06:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T06:13:30.119-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Puvoçon Novo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kRQiX8ohf3o/TcPJDstQPnI/AAAAAAAABj0/MD2vEM0NJoA/s1600/IMG_2445.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kRQiX8ohf3o/TcPJDstQPnI/AAAAAAAABj0/MD2vEM0NJoA/s400/IMG_2445.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bairro de Serrado. Foto: BCN&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Quando frequentava os últimos anos da escola primária em&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2008/05/memrias-de-puvoon.html"&gt;Puvoçon&lt;/a&gt;, este bairro (Sórród) era um enorme bananal.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Talvez venha a ser o bairro codê&amp;nbsp;da saturada cidade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19424713-3577260705419876548?l=sinta10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/feeds/3577260705419876548/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19424713&amp;postID=3577260705419876548' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/3577260705419876548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/3577260705419876548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2011/05/puvocon-novo.html' title='Puvoçon Novo'/><author><name>Benvindo Chantre Neves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13709041670741119479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TTFa2snlpVI/AAAAAAAABgo/YGEdeOhFob8/S220/PICT0123z.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kRQiX8ohf3o/TcPJDstQPnI/AAAAAAAABj0/MD2vEM0NJoA/s72-c/IMG_2445.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19424713.post-5563319937689109662</id><published>2011-04-23T10:17:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-23T10:17:45.876-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;embed allowfullscreen="true" height="357" src="http://rd.videos.sapo.cv/play?file=http://rd.videos.sapo.cv/GEZwimbYm2nnOBZJUqQN/mov/1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="410"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19424713-5563319937689109662?l=sinta10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/feeds/5563319937689109662/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19424713&amp;postID=5563319937689109662' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/5563319937689109662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/5563319937689109662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2011/04/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Benvindo Chantre Neves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13709041670741119479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TTFa2snlpVI/AAAAAAAABgo/YGEdeOhFob8/S220/PICT0123z.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19424713.post-5797202896715915199</id><published>2011-04-14T09:56:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T10:11:12.514-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Olhares em Sintadés</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;﻿ &lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yP5F8ip1E68/Tab7pwmVruI/AAAAAAAABjw/3wwA9Fhe0cI/s1600/IMG_3729.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="270" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yP5F8ip1E68/Tab7pwmVruI/AAAAAAAABjw/3wwA9Fhe0cI/s400/IMG_3729.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Foto: BCN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Bo crê adicioná um legenda? Estód a vontéd. Já agora, imitando o &lt;a href="http://blogdopaulino.blogspot.com/2011/04/que-lugar-e-este.html"&gt;Paulino&lt;/a&gt;, dvinha dvinha ei é ondê?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿ &lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;﻿﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;﻿ ﻿&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&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/19424713-5797202896715915199?l=sinta10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/feeds/5797202896715915199/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19424713&amp;postID=5797202896715915199' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/5797202896715915199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/5797202896715915199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2011/04/olhares-em-sintades.html' title='Olhares em Sintadés'/><author><name>Benvindo Chantre Neves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13709041670741119479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TTFa2snlpVI/AAAAAAAABgo/YGEdeOhFob8/S220/PICT0123z.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yP5F8ip1E68/Tab7pwmVruI/AAAAAAAABjw/3wwA9Fhe0cI/s72-c/IMG_3729.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19424713.post-770447100710197295</id><published>2011-04-08T15:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T15:46:52.149-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Momentos Sintadés</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Zv-WrIEkehc/TZ9kabSsvWI/AAAAAAAABjY/XV_dITHYWTQ/s1600/IMG_1876.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Zv-WrIEkehc/TZ9kabSsvWI/AAAAAAAABjY/XV_dITHYWTQ/s400/IMG_1876.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a3YGAvz34Dw/TZ9k062UD5I/AAAAAAAABjc/rXRE1i97QL4/s1600/IMG_1879.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a3YGAvz34Dw/TZ9k062UD5I/AAAAAAAABjc/rXRE1i97QL4/s400/IMG_1879.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y4KYgwJ8ijo/TZ9lOwIDgPI/AAAAAAAABjg/mi1bwHadiPQ/s1600/IMG_1884.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y4KYgwJ8ijo/TZ9lOwIDgPI/AAAAAAAABjg/mi1bwHadiPQ/s400/IMG_1884.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MNmL9gev3lc/TZ9ld4Lt07I/AAAAAAAABjk/7OOezi0ByQ8/s1600/IMG_1889.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MNmL9gev3lc/TZ9ld4Lt07I/AAAAAAAABjk/7OOezi0ByQ8/s400/IMG_1889.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fotos: BCN&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19424713-770447100710197295?l=sinta10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/feeds/770447100710197295/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19424713&amp;postID=770447100710197295' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/770447100710197295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/770447100710197295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2011/04/momentos-sintades.html' title='Momentos Sintadés'/><author><name>Benvindo Chantre Neves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13709041670741119479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TTFa2snlpVI/AAAAAAAABgo/YGEdeOhFob8/S220/PICT0123z.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Zv-WrIEkehc/TZ9kabSsvWI/AAAAAAAABjY/XV_dITHYWTQ/s72-c/IMG_1876.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19424713.post-992766188010605758</id><published>2011-04-01T07:29:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T07:45:26.474-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Um vez Passagem era sabe (com Frusoni)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;um vez Passagem era sabe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;um vez Passagem era ot cosa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;quando caravanas tava bai lá&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;passá um&amp;nbsp;excelente dia&amp;nbsp;dming&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Era um maravilha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Era piscina xei d'aga&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;vistante de tud banda&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ó que&amp;nbsp;lugar fascinante&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hoje... é o que se vê&lt;br /&gt;IN-COM-PRE-EN-SI-VEL-MENTE&amp;nbsp;já que água é o que ainda abunda por lá!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sj66_ISfXNI/TZMM9SwBEWI/AAAAAAAABio/UhRHBWfKo1o/s1600/IMG_0619.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sj66_ISfXNI/TZMM9SwBEWI/AAAAAAAABio/UhRHBWfKo1o/s400/IMG_0619.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Uma caldeirada,&amp;nbsp;à muitos metros de altitude. O petisco foi servido em "talheres" e "pratos" especiais (cófótxe de bnênera, do you know?) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19424713-4639185713473509618?l=sinta10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/feeds/4639185713473509618/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19424713&amp;postID=4639185713473509618' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/4639185713473509618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/4639185713473509618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2011/03/momentos-na-ilha.html' title='Momentos na ILHA'/><author><name>Benvindo Chantre Neves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13709041670741119479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TTFa2snlpVI/AAAAAAAABgo/YGEdeOhFob8/S220/PICT0123z.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sj66_ISfXNI/TZMM9SwBEWI/AAAAAAAABio/UhRHBWfKo1o/s72-c/IMG_0619.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19424713.post-446629415210361464</id><published>2011-03-23T06:25:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T06:46:54.688-04:00</updated><title type='text'>kantu bu tem?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-n9yzkeKi4wY/TYnHwSYJyRI/AAAAAAAABiQ/GjFliZIJRgU/s1600/IMG_0696.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="325" r6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-n9yzkeKi4wY/TYnHwSYJyRI/AAAAAAAABiQ/GjFliZIJRgU/s400/IMG_0696.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Travessia do Canal (Foto: BCN)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A entrada do navio Sal Rei na rota&amp;nbsp;São Vicente -&amp;nbsp;Santo Antão, e vice-versa, continua a dar que falar. Depois do intruso da STM ter provocado a&amp;nbsp;saída do &lt;a href="http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2011_02_01_archive.html#562753319501622086"&gt;Kébrit,&lt;/a&gt; agora a malta das duas ilhas (muito dado à pirraças, diga-se) faz da baixa dos preços motivo para chacota.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Esta contou-me um amigo de Sintadés, de passagem pela Cidade da Praia: disse ele que agora quando se vai comprar os bilhetes de passagem aceita-se negociação prévia e o pessoal das agências não raras vezes pergunta: &lt;strong&gt;nh'êmig, tónt bo tem? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehehehe, mim&amp;nbsp;e'n ne mim ke dzê, não me responsabilizo por esta versão crioula do tão célebre "&lt;strong&gt;amigu, kantu bu tem?" &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&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/19424713-446629415210361464?l=sinta10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/feeds/446629415210361464/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19424713&amp;postID=446629415210361464' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/446629415210361464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/446629415210361464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2011/03/kantu-bu-tem.html' title='kantu bu tem?'/><author><name>Benvindo Chantre Neves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13709041670741119479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TTFa2snlpVI/AAAAAAAABgo/YGEdeOhFob8/S220/PICT0123z.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-n9yzkeKi4wY/TYnHwSYJyRI/AAAAAAAABiQ/GjFliZIJRgU/s72-c/IMG_0696.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19424713.post-3121563850286605720</id><published>2011-03-19T05:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-19T05:12:05.465-04:00</updated><title type='text'>e a música do ano é....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: &amp;quot;Bookman Old Style&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;"A música 'Mnine de Rua'&amp;nbsp;foi escrita a pensar na Lura"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; line-height: 150%; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-jJHtM1K1bV4/TYE_mmABWqI/AAAAAAAABiI/V2ttbSqcPpU/s1600/imagesCACILOK0.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" r6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-jJHtM1K1bV4/TYE_mmABWqI/AAAAAAAABiI/V2ttbSqcPpU/s1600/imagesCACILOK0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;Na ressaca dos prémios da Gala Cabo Verde Music Awards, Sinta10 conversou com Arlindo Évora, líder do grupo Cordas do Sol. Passado o momento de euforia, se é que a condição humilde do conjunto de Santo Antão abre portas à exaltações, quisemos saber como é que Cordas do Sol encara o peso que acarreta o facto de o grupo ter sido um dos grandes vencedores da gala.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;Em conversa descontraída com Sinta10, Arlindo Évora fala da alegria de ter subido ao palco por 3 vezes durante o evento e revela: “Mnine de rua” - a música do ano, que agora está na boca do povo -, “foi escrita a pensar na Lura”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Por: Benvindo Neves (Sinta10)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;Sinta10: Como foi a reacção do grupo Cordas do Sol quando viu que, afinal, era, a par de Beto Dias, o grande vencedor da Gala CVMA?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;Arlindo Évora:&lt;/b&gt; Reagimos com calma porque, como sabes, estávamos numa competição saudável e nas categorias onde éramos nomeados havia concorrentes com grandes projectos, casos da artista Mayra Andrade, Lura ou Beto Dias. Então, sentíamos preparados para qualquer cenário, para nós seria normal que qualquer dos nomeados ganhasse.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Fomos distinguidos, ficamos orgulhosos, mas também comprometidos porque, ao fim e ao cabo, sabemos que é uma grande responsabilidade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;Sinta10: Cordas do Sol estava nomeado para 5 categorias, acabou por sair vencedor em três: “Melhor Álbum Acústico”, “Melhor Batuque/Kolá Sanjon” e “Música do Ano”. Qual era a categoria que o conjunto mais cobiçava?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;AE: Para dizer a verdade, aquela que mais cobiçávamos era a distinção de “Melhor Álbum Acústico”. Mas, depois havia outra dimensão que era a distinção da melhor música do ano. Estávamos ansiosos, tínhamos muitas expectativas tendo em conta que essa categoria era sujeita à votação popular. O facto de estar a competir com grandes sucessos como “Totalmenti di bo” de Beto Dias, “Storia storia” da Mayra Andrade ou Rebound Chick” de Nelson Freitas, que é um sucesso das discotecas, nos deixava ansiosos. Queríamos saber o que o público ia decidir. Ficamos extremamente satisfeitos, até porque a mensagem da música, que tem a ver com uma problemática universal, acabou por sair reforçada.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;Sinta10: Arlindo, quando escreveste a música “Mnine de rua”, em algum momento pensaste que pudesse vir a alcançar tanta projecção, a ponto de ser considerada música do ano?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;AE: (Risos…) Olha, deixa-me revelar-te um segredo. Quando comecei a escrever a música, imaginei a Lura a cantá-la. A canção foi feita a pensar num timbre de voz com &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;vibrato&lt;/i&gt;, uma voz que tivesse uma certa sensibilidade e sensualidade. Quando a escrevi, o grupo estava parado, não a fiz a pensar no Cordas do Sol. Fi-la a pensar numa grande voz e essa grande voz seria aquela da Lura, que a daria todo o brilho. Entretanto, de repente perdi o contacto com a Lura, e nesse meio tempo surge a Ceuzany que acabou por encaixar exactamente naquilo que eu imaginava: uma voz com uma certa sensualidade feminina. Então, as técnicas vocais usadas, e mais outros aspectos ligados à voz, tudo isso foi trabalhado com o intuito de provocar um certo efeito nas pessoas. Afinal, foi por isso que, quando a escrevi pensei logo na Lura, porque imaginei a música a ter uma certa aceitação. Pronto, nós no Cordas do Sol acabamos por dar um tratamento á composição e hoje estamos felizes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;Sinta10: Então, pode dizer-se que Ceuzany te fez esquecer a Lura… &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;AE: (Pausa) Quando pensamos em reformular a banda, elaborámos um projecto de reformulação, não foi uma coisa feita ao acaso. Fizemos mudanças profundas e pensamos logo numa voz feminina, mas com qualidades como a da Ceuzany. Ela apareceu e preencheu esse espaço, parece que estávamos a espera dela. Não esqueço nunca da Lura! A Ceuzany apareceu e acabámos por ficar satisfeitos. Apesar da música ser obra do grupo, a Ceuzany acaba por trabalhar cerca de 80% dessa canção.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;Sinta10: Já que falaste da Lura e do facto de teres feito uma música a pensar nela… Ela estava nomeada em muitas categorias, mas acabou por sair da Gala com as mãos a abanar. O que achaste disso? &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;AE: A Lura estava nomeada em 5 categorias, e isso, creio, já foi um grande triunfo para ela. O prémio é um detalhe. Acho que o mérito está aí, em conseguir tantas nomeações, o que não é nada fácil já que é preciso passar por várias triagens. O júri, de certeza, que não decide à toa. Claro que ela não estava a ser avaliada pelo conjunto do seu trabalho, mas sim pelo trabalho submetido ao concurso. Acho que a Lura tem todo o mérito, como tem também a Mayra Andrade. Nós, por exemplo, estávamos nomeados em 5 categorias, podíamos não ganhar em nenhuma, mas o facto de já termos conseguido essas nomeações para nós já era uma grande vitória.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;Sinta10: Cordas do Sol foi representado na gala por apenas 2 elementos. Os restantes não terão ficado, de algum modo, tristes por não terem podido subir ao palco da Assembleia Nacional no momento da entrega dos prémios? &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;AE: Bem, em termos logísticos era complicado levar toda a banda para a Gala. Tínhamos consciência disso, sabíamos que implicaria um esforço financeiro enorme por parte da organização e, por isso, aceitámos de pronto a proposta de levar representantes. Eu fui na qualidade de líder do grupo e optámos por levar a Ceuzany pelo facto de ser ainda jovem, seria uma experiência para ela. Foi triste não ter o grupo todo, mas os outros elementos estavam a acompanhar. Quando vi todos os elementos dos Ferro Gaita em palco, por momentos fiquei a imaginar todos os integrantes do Cordas do Sol também naquele palco. Tive ciúmes (risos) porque sei que a emoção seria outra.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;Sinta10: Como é que a ilha de Santo Antão reagiu depois do vosso destaque na Gala? &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;AE: Olha, como sabes, somos um grupo bastante discreto e deixamos as coisas acontecer naturalmente. De facto, recebemos vários telefonemas, mensagens pela Internet (nas redes sociais, &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;e-mail&lt;/i&gt;) as pessoas na rua, enfim, foi uma manifestação extremamente agradável. Mas, não houve nenhum aparato, como eventualmente se podia supor. Entretanto, estamos a preparar um momento para irmos apreciar e compartilhar a honra de ter conseguido trazer para Santo Antão essa conquista.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;Sinta10: Depois de um período de alguma inércia, Cordas do Sol regressou em 2010 com “Lume de Lenha”. O CD foi muito bem acolhido e agora, com as distinções do CVMA, aumentam as responsabilidades. Quais são os próximos projectos do conjunto?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; line-height: 150%; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;AE: Tivemos um ano de 2010 muito feliz! Pelas nossas contas fomos dos grupos de Cabo Verde com maior tempo de palco. Os planos para 2011 são muitos, inclusive já temos convites para um novo CD. Queríamos esperar mais algum tempo, mas, por outras razões a nível internacional, temos que manter uma certa constância. Ao fim de dois anos, pelo menos, a que ter um novo trabalho, quanto mais não seja para consolidar esta nova temporada. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; line-height: 150%; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;De facto temos muitos projectos, vamos continuar na rota de promoção com espectáculos; temos planos para a Europa, América, África, para os arquipélagos da Macaronésia, enfim. Mas, queremos fortalecer as relações com o nosso povo aqui em Cabo Verde. Vamos prestar muita atenção aos festivais, consolidar nossa presença em todas as ilhas, inclusive com pequenas actuações, em restaurantes, em lugares pequenos para aquelas pessoas que não conseguem pagar muito. Enfim, a nossa filosofia é crescer com o povo; crescer de dentro para fora. Queremos, sim, colher frutos lá fora, mas com base aqui em Cabo Verde.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; line-height: 150%; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; line-height: 150%; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;Sinta10: E já que falaste em mais um CD, o próximo trabalho discográfico, em termos de estilo, como é que será? Faço esta pergunta porque o mais recente trabalho – Lume de Lenha – trouxe muitas inovações.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; line-height: 150%; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;AE: Bem, por enquanto acho um bocado prematuro estar a revelar os meandros do novo trabalho. Já estamos a trabalhar nisso, vamos lançar uns &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;“bluff”&lt;/i&gt; para ver como é que as pessoas reagem, vamos discutir, vamos esperar e no momento certo anunciaremos alguma coisa. Certo é que tudo já está no pensamento, agora precisamos aprofundar mais. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19424713-440158229021770045?l=sinta10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/feeds/440158229021770045/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19424713&amp;postID=440158229021770045' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/440158229021770045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/440158229021770045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2011/03/arlindo-evora.html' title='À conversa com Arlindo Évora, do Cordas do Sol'/><author><name>Benvindo Chantre Neves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13709041670741119479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TTFa2snlpVI/AAAAAAAABgo/YGEdeOhFob8/S220/PICT0123z.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-jJHtM1K1bV4/TYE_mmABWqI/AAAAAAAABiI/V2ttbSqcPpU/s72-c/imagesCACILOK0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19424713.post-6543968054488426805</id><published>2011-03-14T06:17:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T06:41:02.053-04:00</updated><title type='text'>CVMA - um txintxin ao Cordas do Sol</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-bF0ud0Z1YkM/TX3o9psLynI/AAAAAAAABh8/iBcaYPHvcl8/s1600/8173194_COCZp.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="185" q6="true" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-bF0ud0Z1YkM/TX3o9psLynI/AAAAAAAABh8/iBcaYPHvcl8/s400/8173194_COCZp.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-XVFb22pN3Ak/TX3pFYr91BI/AAAAAAAABiA/3Zvd-rOg5qo/s1600/8173217_KiMra.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" q6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-XVFb22pN3Ak/TX3pFYr91BI/AAAAAAAABiA/3Zvd-rOg5qo/s400/8173217_KiMra.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;O grupo, a ILHA, Sinta10, a nossa tradição... tud nôs tem rêzon pe estód ke dent cóscód. Agora, camaradas,&amp;nbsp;é intxê kexada de fôlego e soprá cada vez més, pe lenha podê pegá lume, pe pénela rolá férva, &amp;nbsp;pe cmida fká cuznhédin (meruzin). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fotos: &lt;a href="http://sapo.cv/"&gt;sapo.cv&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19424713-6543968054488426805?l=sinta10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/feeds/6543968054488426805/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19424713&amp;postID=6543968054488426805' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/6543968054488426805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/6543968054488426805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2011/03/cvma-um-txintxin-ao-cordas-do-sol.html' title='CVMA - um txintxin ao Cordas do Sol'/><author><name>Benvindo Chantre Neves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13709041670741119479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TTFa2snlpVI/AAAAAAAABgo/YGEdeOhFob8/S220/PICT0123z.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-bF0ud0Z1YkM/TX3o9psLynI/AAAAAAAABh8/iBcaYPHvcl8/s72-c/8173194_COCZp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19424713.post-7183544575483888042</id><published>2011-03-04T06:14:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T06:21:12.133-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Figo Brób</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-tyaIAf2aerg/TXC5KlGt2NI/AAAAAAAABh4/AlbgKd3erJY/s1600/Imagem+484.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" l6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-tyaIAf2aerg/TXC5KlGt2NI/AAAAAAAABh4/AlbgKd3erJY/s400/Imagem+484.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Na nossa infância na ILHA, morríamos de vontade em alcançar este "petisco"! Só que a árvore cresce normalmente em lugares pouco acessíveis (é por isso ke'l é brób). Mas, quando alcançávamos algum, depois de abri-lo, era só ver as formigas a fervilhar no meio do conteúdo, como se parte dele fizessem. Interessante é que nunca perdíamos&amp;nbsp;a esperança de encontrarmos um bem carnudo e sem bitxe. A esperança nunca acabava, os bichinhos também nunca, hahaha. Depois, já&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;k juizo&lt;/em&gt;, entendemos: esse petisco ei é pe cmê sô k'ôi. E isso não basta?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foto: BCN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19424713-7183544575483888042?l=sinta10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/feeds/7183544575483888042/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19424713&amp;postID=7183544575483888042' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/7183544575483888042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/7183544575483888042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2011/03/figo-brob.html' title='Figo Brób'/><author><name>Benvindo Chantre Neves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13709041670741119479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TTFa2snlpVI/AAAAAAAABgo/YGEdeOhFob8/S220/PICT0123z.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-tyaIAf2aerg/TXC5KlGt2NI/AAAAAAAABh4/AlbgKd3erJY/s72-c/Imagem+484.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19424713.post-4451247313353535615</id><published>2011-02-24T07:49:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-02-25T17:19:23.514-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tédio de bitxe</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jRbfV_9K64o/TWZCjeJhNPI/AAAAAAAABho/QKPSYSWIyms/s1600/IMG_3712.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="325" j6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jRbfV_9K64o/TWZCjeJhNPI/AAAAAAAABho/QKPSYSWIyms/s400/IMG_3712.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rvPyw_zWteo/TWZCfwfCKcI/AAAAAAAABhk/K6rLyeUC6_Y/s1600/IMG_3713.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" j6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rvPyw_zWteo/TWZCfwfCKcI/AAAAAAAABhk/K6rLyeUC6_Y/s400/IMG_3713.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sWcB1AqzKH0/TWZFiLplHTI/AAAAAAAABhs/8giCu6mmbN4/s1600/IMG_3713c.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="393" j6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sWcB1AqzKH0/TWZFiLplHTI/AAAAAAAABhs/8giCu6mmbN4/s400/IMG_3713c.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;Havia já muitos&amp;nbsp;anos que não tinha visto esse pássaro na ILHA. Até me falta agora o nome. A espécie está a extinguir-se. Recentemente, num passeio&amp;nbsp;pelo Vale do Paul, vi esta criatura solitária e triste. Segui-lhe os passos (o vôo) por&amp;nbsp;alguns minutos. Entre um poiso e um esvoaçar instantâneo, a ave parecia angustiada. Parecia não ter vontade de voar, o seu vôo transmitia uma sensação de enfado, de tédio. Não sabia se voava, se poisava... dava a ideia de estar a carregar um enorme fardo: seu corpo. Minutos depois desapareceu lentamente da minha vista, por entre o imenso verde do vale. É capaz de se ter suícidado.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fotos: BCN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="94" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sWcB1AqzKH0/TWZFiLplHTI/AAAAAAAABhs/8giCu6mmbN4/s320/IMG_3713c.JPG" style="left: 372px; opacity: 0.3; position: absolute; top: 578px; visibility: hidden;" width="96" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19424713-4451247313353535615?l=sinta10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/feeds/4451247313353535615/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19424713&amp;postID=4451247313353535615' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/4451247313353535615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/4451247313353535615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2011/02/tedio-de-bitxe.html' title='Tédio de bitxe'/><author><name>Benvindo Chantre Neves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13709041670741119479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TTFa2snlpVI/AAAAAAAABgo/YGEdeOhFob8/S220/PICT0123z.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jRbfV_9K64o/TWZCjeJhNPI/AAAAAAAABho/QKPSYSWIyms/s72-c/IMG_3712.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19424713.post-562753319501622086</id><published>2011-02-16T19:02:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-02-16T19:10:01.769-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Guerra de boi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;"(...) bo séb, ondê ke tem dôs tôre né guérra e'n d'entrá um kébrit"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-odG18Bdvm7s/TVxYAaRRcMI/AAAAAAAABhc/KTlj1SYXXak/s1600/barco+2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" j6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-odG18Bdvm7s/TVxYAaRRcMI/AAAAAAAABhc/KTlj1SYXXak/s400/barco+2.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ribeira de Paul no Porto Grande (foto: BCN)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Foi com esta frase que, à comunicação social,&amp;nbsp;o armador do navio&amp;nbsp;Ribeira de Paul começou por justificar a retirada de cena da embarcação da rota Santo Antão - São Vicente.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;O dito fazia alusão aos&amp;nbsp;navios Mar d'Canal e Sal Rei. Este último, ao entrar na corrida fez baixar drasticamente os preços dos bilhetes de passagem.&amp;nbsp;A corda acabou por arrebentar pelos lados de Ribeira de Paul, o tal &lt;em&gt;kébrit&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Fala-se agora na possibilidade de afundar o velhinho barco, que tantas histórias tem para contar decorrentes das infinitas travessias naquele mar &lt;em&gt;carambolente.&lt;/em&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/19424713-562753319501622086?l=sinta10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/feeds/562753319501622086/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19424713&amp;postID=562753319501622086' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/562753319501622086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/562753319501622086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2011/02/guerra-de-boi.html' title='Guerra de boi'/><author><name>Benvindo Chantre Neves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13709041670741119479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TTFa2snlpVI/AAAAAAAABgo/YGEdeOhFob8/S220/PICT0123z.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-odG18Bdvm7s/TVxYAaRRcMI/AAAAAAAABhc/KTlj1SYXXak/s72-c/barco+2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19424713.post-7382509288462463581</id><published>2011-02-15T06:16:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T06:30:21.484-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Aleluia!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Rbhm0oQY_wg/TVpVPfE6zgI/AAAAAAAABhQ/5zi1D6omKxE/s1600/Farol.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="250" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Rbhm0oQY_wg/TVpVPfE6zgI/AAAAAAAABhQ/5zi1D6omKxE/s400/Farol.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finalmente... chega a notícia de que o IIPC vai recuperar, ainda este ano,&amp;nbsp;o Farol Fontes Pereira de Mello. O coitado está a cair de podre há muitos anos. E é pena porque aquela obra é (era) um espectáculo e encerra história (e estórias).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;Costuma-se dizer que&amp;nbsp;"mais vale tarde que nunca". Ok, ta bem... Sinta10, &lt;a href="http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2008_09_10_archive.html"&gt;que tanto tem escrito sobre o Farol&lt;/a&gt;, não deixa de registar com algum apreço esta notícia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;É caso para dizer: foi preciso passar um tunel debaixo do farol (entenda-se estrada) para que o momumento pudesse ver alguma luz no fundo do túnel. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Foto: BCN&lt;/strong&gt; (ess fot já tem 11 óne, por isso kel edifício tud mescóvód&amp;nbsp;te k&amp;nbsp;mais um década de moltróte d'riba,) &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/19424713-7382509288462463581?l=sinta10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/feeds/7382509288462463581/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19424713&amp;postID=7382509288462463581' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/7382509288462463581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/7382509288462463581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2011/02/aleluia.html' title='Aleluia!'/><author><name>Benvindo Chantre Neves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13709041670741119479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TTFa2snlpVI/AAAAAAAABgo/YGEdeOhFob8/S220/PICT0123z.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Rbhm0oQY_wg/TVpVPfE6zgI/AAAAAAAABhQ/5zi1D6omKxE/s72-c/Farol.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19424713.post-4461595083967144006</id><published>2011-01-12T07:00:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T15:14:36.933-04:00</updated><title type='text'>... e passou 1 ano!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TS2QCzSsaDI/AAAAAAAABgk/19iriIpQQr0/s1600/sssss.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="362" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TS2QCzSsaDI/AAAAAAAABgk/19iriIpQQr0/s400/sssss.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Quando se ouve Vadú a cantar em tons marcadamente melancólicos &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;“&lt;em&gt;Djusê sai di casa inda ele&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;ca volta não, ma dja fazi 4 anu&amp;nbsp;ki&amp;nbsp;Djuzê sai di casa, panha boti el ba mar nha guênti inda el ca volta…&lt;/em&gt;” dá-nos a sensação de que Vadu estaria a cantar o próprio destino: o artista morreu precisamente no mar... de Santo Antão. Ele havia passado o Natal e fim-de-ano (2009) na ilha, ia ser o cabeça de cartaz de um festival de música integrado nas actividades alusivas à festa do Município da Ribeira Grande. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;O artista, natural de Santiago, tinha um carinho especial pela ILHA...&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;e cantou-a: &lt;em&gt;"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ribeira Grande.. ess mar, ess bentu, ess rótxa, ess groguin ta fzem sabi. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;As rochas e o mar que inspiraram Vadú, que &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;fazel sabi&lt;/i&gt;, acabariam por ser os mesmos que o ceifariam a vida. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Conforme&amp;nbsp;escrevi &lt;a href="http://www.asemana.publ.cv/spip.php?article49013&amp;amp;ak=1"&gt;aqui&lt;/a&gt;, quis o destino que o menino do Bairro Craveiro Lopes fosse perder a vida na terra que aos poucos ia adoptando, uma terra que, para lá chegar, teve &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;ki salta tudu mar e rotcha tamanhu&lt;/i&gt;, para depois concluir: &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;sabura kin pasa, ka ta da pa konta...&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;kantu um dá rinkada pa’m bai,&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;um ka rapendi nau. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Na noite de 12 de Janeiro do ano passado, Vadu partia da Ponta do Sol rumo à Povoação, à boleia num camião conduzido por Dai, um jovem de Salamansa, São Vicente. Os dois cairam no mar, na Ribeira dos Órgãos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Dias depois, os corpos das duas vítimas eram encontrados a flutuar no mar. Dai foi sepultado na Ponta do Sol. Já o corpo de Vadu seguiu para o &lt;a href="http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html#4001389865048966283"&gt;cemitério do Alto de São Miguel&lt;/a&gt;, o tal cemitério que fica nas alturas. A propósito, disse certa vez um leitor deste blog que Ribeira Grande deve ser o único lugar no mundo onde os vivos carregam os mortos para ceu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;A ultima morada de Vadu fica nas alturas! Num lugar alto, com vista para o mar e para as rochas &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;tamanhu&lt;/i&gt; queria morar Vadu. E, consta que o artista já tinha solicitado à Câmara Municipal da Ribeira Grande um terreno para fazer uma casinha algures num região alta. Estranhas coincidências!&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Santo Antão soube acolher Vadú. Talvez o artista nunca arrependa de ter escolhido a ilha como sua segunda casa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Vadu deixou este mundo... faz hoje um ano&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sugestão de escuta:&lt;/strong&gt; Oiça uma crónica sobre Vadú &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/#!/profile.php?id=100001862466102"&gt;aqui &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19424713-4461595083967144006?l=sinta10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/feeds/4461595083967144006/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19424713&amp;postID=4461595083967144006' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/4461595083967144006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/4461595083967144006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2011/01/e-passou-1-ano.html' title='... e passou 1 ano!'/><author><name>Benvindo Chantre Neves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13709041670741119479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TTFa2snlpVI/AAAAAAAABgo/YGEdeOhFob8/S220/PICT0123z.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TS2QCzSsaDI/AAAAAAAABgk/19iriIpQQr0/s72-c/sssss.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19424713.post-6512431239052297074</id><published>2011-01-11T09:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T09:01:25.598-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Grétas da minha ILHA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TSxUGona9HI/AAAAAAAABgg/KKRGBMKZ7yM/s1600/100_2011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TSxUGona9HI/AAAAAAAABgg/KKRGBMKZ7yM/s400/100_2011.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Sintédés também tem praias. Esta é a de Mocho.&lt;br /&gt;Foto: César Chantre (nhe broda)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19424713-6512431239052297074?l=sinta10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/feeds/6512431239052297074/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19424713&amp;postID=6512431239052297074' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/6512431239052297074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/6512431239052297074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2011/01/gretas-da-minha-ilha.html' title='Grétas da minha ILHA'/><author><name>Benvindo Chantre Neves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13709041670741119479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TTFa2snlpVI/AAAAAAAABgo/YGEdeOhFob8/S220/PICT0123z.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TSxUGona9HI/AAAAAAAABgg/KKRGBMKZ7yM/s72-c/100_2011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19424713.post-1194833279126892238</id><published>2010-12-29T09:43:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T09:59:01.090-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mar d'Canal</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TRs5_K_N_aI/AAAAAAAABgY/tFmfa958kPU/s1600/IMG_1052.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TRs5_K_N_aI/AAAAAAAABgY/tFmfa958kPU/s400/IMG_1052.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TRs71k-INtI/AAAAAAAABgc/6wm_nr09xUs/s1600/IMG_3551.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TRs71k-INtI/AAAAAAAABgc/6wm_nr09xUs/s400/IMG_3551.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Mar d' Canal... &lt;br /&gt;bo é carambolent, &lt;br /&gt;bo resolvê carambolá kel Canal &lt;br /&gt;justin ness époka de Natal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;agora, e mais um vez,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;a penúria do mercado negro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;A&amp;nbsp;propósito &lt;a href="http://www.asemana.publ.cv/spip.php?article59795&amp;amp;ak=1#ancre_comm"&gt;desta notícia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOTO: BCN&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19424713-1194833279126892238?l=sinta10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/feeds/1194833279126892238/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19424713&amp;postID=1194833279126892238' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/1194833279126892238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/1194833279126892238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2010/12/mar-dkanal.html' title='Mar d&apos;Canal'/><author><name>Benvindo Chantre Neves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13709041670741119479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TTFa2snlpVI/AAAAAAAABgo/YGEdeOhFob8/S220/PICT0123z.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TRs5_K_N_aI/AAAAAAAABgY/tFmfa958kPU/s72-c/IMG_1052.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19424713.post-1308133065312271147</id><published>2010-12-17T19:06:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T04:27:47.237-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Árvore de Natal</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TQuw2I7_c4I/AAAAAAAABgQ/C_6n5_C07eg/s1600/IMG_3590.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TQuw2I7_c4I/AAAAAAAABgQ/C_6n5_C07eg/s400/IMG_3590.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Na minha infância ainda não havia lojas chinesas na ILHA. Não havia carrinhos (aliás carrões), homens-aranha, pistolas...&amp;nbsp;Bem, eu recebia um balão e esfregava as mãos de contente.&amp;nbsp;Mas (mas não, sem mas)&amp;nbsp;Árvore de Natal sempre houve. Muitas famílias, por mais humildes que fossem, se preocupavam com a sua árvore que não compravam aos asiáticos... e eram naturais, isso mesmo, naturais, levadas do Planalto Leste.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Foto: BCN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19424713-1308133065312271147?l=sinta10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/feeds/1308133065312271147/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19424713&amp;postID=1308133065312271147' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/1308133065312271147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/1308133065312271147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2010/12/arvore-de-natal.html' title='Árvore de Natal'/><author><name>Benvindo Chantre Neves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13709041670741119479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TTFa2snlpVI/AAAAAAAABgo/YGEdeOhFob8/S220/PICT0123z.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TQuw2I7_c4I/AAAAAAAABgQ/C_6n5_C07eg/s72-c/IMG_3590.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19424713.post-8338572493111933667</id><published>2010-12-09T07:26:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T07:26:49.561-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Santos da minha ILHA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TQC8jQIc4lI/AAAAAAAABgI/aHAjEKMTShk/s1600/santo.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TQC8jQIc4lI/AAAAAAAABgI/aHAjEKMTShk/s400/santo.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TQC8z9fFmpI/AAAAAAAABgM/75dr0XNqAn4/s1600/IMG_3743.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TQC8z9fFmpI/AAAAAAAABgM/75dr0XNqAn4/s400/IMG_3743.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;FOTOS : BCN&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19424713-8338572493111933667?l=sinta10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/feeds/8338572493111933667/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19424713&amp;postID=8338572493111933667' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/8338572493111933667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/8338572493111933667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2010/12/santos-da-minha-ilha.html' title='Santos da minha ILHA'/><author><name>Benvindo Chantre Neves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13709041670741119479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TTFa2snlpVI/AAAAAAAABgo/YGEdeOhFob8/S220/PICT0123z.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TQC8jQIc4lI/AAAAAAAABgI/aHAjEKMTShk/s72-c/santo.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19424713.post-4749210729659393638</id><published>2010-11-30T10:15:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T14:20:39.868-04:00</updated><title type='text'>P'la estrada fora</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Viagens na minha ILHA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TPUAXvWWdsI/AAAAAAAABe4/ECw4d-Zwt3Q/s1600/IMG_3610.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TPUAXvWWdsI/AAAAAAAABe4/ECw4d-Zwt3Q/s400/IMG_3610.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TPUBaj-TxTI/AAAAAAAABfA/48dASF9qKKU/s1600/IMG_3608.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TPUBaj-TxTI/AAAAAAAABfA/48dASF9qKKU/s400/IMG_3608.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TPYkxxtjh-I/AAAAAAAABfw/1jtOacFczQg/s400/IMG_1015.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;Fotos: BCN&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19424713-4749210729659393638?l=sinta10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/feeds/4749210729659393638/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19424713&amp;postID=4749210729659393638' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/4749210729659393638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/4749210729659393638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2010/11/viagens-na-minha-ilha.html' title='P&apos;la estrada fora'/><author><name>Benvindo Chantre Neves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13709041670741119479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TTFa2snlpVI/AAAAAAAABgo/YGEdeOhFob8/S220/PICT0123z.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TPUAXvWWdsI/AAAAAAAABe4/ECw4d-Zwt3Q/s72-c/IMG_3610.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19424713.post-9203824231977585652</id><published>2010-11-30T09:27:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T10:22:36.645-04:00</updated><title type='text'>CVMA: Cordas do Sol entre os mais nomeados</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TPT5jl5cYJI/AAAAAAAABes/-IaMgDtEsEo/s1600/IMG_3848.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TPT5jl5cYJI/AAAAAAAABes/-IaMgDtEsEo/s400/IMG_3848.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Actuação no Terreiro da (cidade) Ribeira Grande, em Outubro último (Foto: BCN)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;O grupo musical Cordas do Sol está entre os mais nomeados para a gala &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.caboverdema.com/"&gt;Cabo Verde Music Awards&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, a acontecer em Março do próximo ano. &lt;br /&gt;Sem dúvidas que 2010&amp;nbsp;é um ano marcante para o agrupamento da ILHA que, oito anos depois do estrondoso Marijoana, regressou em força com &lt;a href="http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2010_01_01_archive.html#7153298987918930502"&gt;Lume de Lenha&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Parece não haver água que pare a fervura &lt;em&gt;dos broda&lt;/em&gt; de Paul. &lt;br /&gt;Parabéns, Cordas do Sol. Para saber mais, clique&lt;a href="http://www.caboverdema.com/"&gt; aqui.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19424713-9203824231977585652?l=sinta10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/feeds/9203824231977585652/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19424713&amp;postID=9203824231977585652' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/9203824231977585652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/9203824231977585652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2010/11/cvma-cordas-do-sol-entre-os-mais.html' title='CVMA: Cordas do Sol entre os mais nomeados'/><author><name>Benvindo Chantre Neves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13709041670741119479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TTFa2snlpVI/AAAAAAAABgo/YGEdeOhFob8/S220/PICT0123z.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TPT5jl5cYJI/AAAAAAAABes/-IaMgDtEsEo/s72-c/IMG_3848.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19424713.post-5045092187419514185</id><published>2010-11-20T05:42:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-20T05:51:49.180-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Glória</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TOeWJNjjPkI/AAAAAAAABeo/tfscv5yNqSI/s1600/IMG_3871.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TOeWJNjjPkI/AAAAAAAABeo/tfscv5yNqSI/s400/IMG_3871.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Certa vez, comentando&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html#4001389865048966283"&gt;este post&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;sobre &lt;em&gt;Puvoçon&lt;/em&gt;, um leitor escreveu que&amp;nbsp;"Ribeira Grande deve ser o único lugar do mundo onde os vivos carregam os defuntos para o ceu". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Pois, no cemitério do Alto de São Miguel a sepultura faz-se nas alturas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foto: BCN&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19424713-5045092187419514185?l=sinta10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/feeds/5045092187419514185/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19424713&amp;postID=5045092187419514185' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/5045092187419514185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/5045092187419514185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2010/11/gloria.html' title='Glória'/><author><name>Benvindo Chantre Neves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13709041670741119479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TTFa2snlpVI/AAAAAAAABgo/YGEdeOhFob8/S220/PICT0123z.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TOeWJNjjPkI/AAAAAAAABeo/tfscv5yNqSI/s72-c/IMG_3871.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19424713.post-7869826229642839436</id><published>2010-11-17T16:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T16:48:17.457-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Nha ILHA em três tonalidades</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TOQ_Mm-GVCI/AAAAAAAABeg/exjqAZiN20U/s1600/100_2304.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TOQ_Mm-GVCI/AAAAAAAABeg/exjqAZiN20U/s400/100_2304.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foto: Cesar Chantre (nha broda)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19424713-7869826229642839436?l=sinta10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/feeds/7869826229642839436/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19424713&amp;postID=7869826229642839436' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/7869826229642839436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/7869826229642839436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2010/11/nha-ilha-em-tres-tonalidades.html' title='Nha ILHA em três tonalidades'/><author><name>Benvindo Chantre Neves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13709041670741119479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TTFa2snlpVI/AAAAAAAABgo/YGEdeOhFob8/S220/PICT0123z.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TOQ_Mm-GVCI/AAAAAAAABeg/exjqAZiN20U/s72-c/100_2304.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19424713.post-5698658754265369893</id><published>2010-10-25T05:54:00.012-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T11:25:06.497-04:00</updated><title type='text'>O vale, a chuva e a estrada</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Em 2006 escrevia um artigo &lt;a href="http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115322771268857812"&gt;aqui&lt;/a&gt; sobre a falta de estrada para o vale da Ribeira da Torre. Na altura, exigia uma estrada decente em vez de um&amp;nbsp;caminho que&amp;nbsp;corre para o mar sempre que venha qualquer chuvinha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A estrada veio, finalmente (mais vale tarde). As obras pareciam ir a bom ritmo. A minha Ribeira estava grávida de uma estrada... já com alguns meses de gestação. Vieram as chuvas de Outubro - o tal mês de &lt;em&gt;escorrôço &lt;/em&gt;-&amp;nbsp; como se costuma dizer na ILHA. E (quase) tudo a enxurrada levou, esventrou o vale.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Até o &lt;a href="http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2008_11_01_archive.html#2541390372348173141"&gt;"Bagdad", o autocarro escolar&lt;/a&gt; que trasnporta(va) os estudantes do vale até a Vila (ups! Cidade) da Ribeira Grande, não foi poupado pelas desaforadas&amp;nbsp;águas.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Kel estrada tmá porrada ainda feto, mas pronto, os velhos da&amp;nbsp;ILHA dirão: &lt;em&gt;"dtxá Neturéza terbaá&lt;/em&gt;!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TMw4FmHjRcI/AAAAAAAABec/StyX00KjpDM/s1600/74629_140673599313281_100001119245934_206937_4469292_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" nx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TMw4FmHjRcI/AAAAAAAABec/StyX00KjpDM/s400/74629_140673599313281_100001119245934_206937_4469292_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TMVNmje1baI/AAAAAAAABd0/hPYboRtUdug/s1600/66371_140677849312856_100001119245934_206990_1510171_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" nx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TMVRoJCIdDI/AAAAAAAABeQ/z5xEEoUOM78/s400/69472_140678489312792_100001119245934_206996_644945_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fotos: Tony Monteiro&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?fbid=140678305979477&amp;amp;set=a.140672179313423.24199.100001119245934&amp;amp;pid=206994&amp;amp;id=100001119245934#!/album.php?aid=24199&amp;amp;id=100001119245934"&gt;aqui&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ADENDA:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; veja&amp;nbsp;a reportagem sobre os estragos, em vídeo, no site da RTC&lt;strong&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.rtc.cv/tcv/index.php?paginas=13&amp;amp;id_cod=6918"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;aqui&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19424713-5698658754265369893?l=sinta10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/feeds/5698658754265369893/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19424713&amp;postID=5698658754265369893' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/5698658754265369893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/5698658754265369893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2010/10/o-vale-chuva-e-estrada.html' title='O vale, a chuva e a estrada'/><author><name>Benvindo Chantre Neves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13709041670741119479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TTFa2snlpVI/AAAAAAAABgo/YGEdeOhFob8/S220/PICT0123z.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TMw4FmHjRcI/AAAAAAAABec/StyX00KjpDM/s72-c/74629_140673599313281_100001119245934_206937_4469292_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19424713.post-6923713067965352726</id><published>2010-10-20T07:20:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T07:25:03.813-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Por estes dias no Sinta10...</title><content type='html'>...apenas esta foto - cinzenta -&amp;nbsp;que me mostra&amp;nbsp;o caminho que dá para Corvo.﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TL7RRjibttI/AAAAAAAABdo/ChX26xKvJwQ/s1600/IMG_3147.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TL7RRjibttI/AAAAAAAABdo/ChX26xKvJwQ/s400/IMG_3147.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Foto: BCN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19424713-6923713067965352726?l=sinta10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/feeds/6923713067965352726/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19424713&amp;postID=6923713067965352726' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/6923713067965352726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/6923713067965352726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2010/10/por-estes-dias-no-sinta10.html' title='Por estes dias no Sinta10...'/><author><name>Benvindo Chantre Neves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13709041670741119479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TTFa2snlpVI/AAAAAAAABgo/YGEdeOhFob8/S220/PICT0123z.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TL7RRjibttI/AAAAAAAABdo/ChX26xKvJwQ/s72-c/IMG_3147.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19424713.post-1816340520438288802</id><published>2010-10-08T04:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T04:26:50.165-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"Outdoors" da minha ILHA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TK7ULyIcY2I/AAAAAAAABdQ/Algkkxjp1Jg/s1600/IMG_3763.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TK7ULyIcY2I/AAAAAAAABdQ/Algkkxjp1Jg/s400/IMG_3763.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TK7VAv1U7dI/AAAAAAAABdY/l-oWfCfNEUE/s1600/IMG_3766.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TK7VAv1U7dI/AAAAAAAABdY/l-oWfCfNEUE/s400/IMG_3766.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TK7VUBMijhI/AAAAAAAABdc/fVM99EmmPQk/s1600/IMG_3767.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TK7VUBMijhI/AAAAAAAABdc/fVM99EmmPQk/s400/IMG_3767.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Na ILHA, tudo se aproveita&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fotos: BCN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19424713-1816340520438288802?l=sinta10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/feeds/1816340520438288802/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19424713&amp;postID=1816340520438288802' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/1816340520438288802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/1816340520438288802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2010/10/outdoors-da-minha-ilha.html' title='&quot;Outdoors&quot; da minha ILHA'/><author><name>Benvindo Chantre Neves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13709041670741119479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TTFa2snlpVI/AAAAAAAABgo/YGEdeOhFob8/S220/PICT0123z.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TK7ULyIcY2I/AAAAAAAABdQ/Algkkxjp1Jg/s72-c/IMG_3763.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19424713.post-8156061648930658374</id><published>2010-10-06T15:31:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T12:51:13.316-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Nha ILHA que txuva</title><content type='html'>Imagens&amp;nbsp;do vale do Paul, neste mês de Outubro,depois das chuvas de Setembro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TK35RChIsEI/AAAAAAAABdM/6y_7q3nXMSU/s1600/IMG_3751.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TK35RChIsEI/AAAAAAAABdM/6y_7q3nXMSU/s400/IMG_3751.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TKzMhWk_LVI/AAAAAAAABc0/z6YpH_XAL3g/s1600/IMG_3672.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TKzMhWk_LVI/AAAAAAAABc0/z6YpH_XAL3g/s400/IMG_3672.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TKzNOCx7DLI/AAAAAAAABc4/b0MK1gwXYXU/s1600/IMG_3682.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TKzNOCx7DLI/AAAAAAAABc4/b0MK1gwXYXU/s400/IMG_3682.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TKzNpl-JRvI/AAAAAAAABc8/HddSA9XKJ2g/s1600/IMG_3683.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TKzNpl-JRvI/AAAAAAAABc8/HddSA9XKJ2g/s400/IMG_3683.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TKzN9LYJd1I/AAAAAAAABdA/2UhhbL91o1U/s1600/IMG_3726.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TKzN9LYJd1I/AAAAAAAABdA/2UhhbL91o1U/s400/IMG_3726.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TKzOObNIQ8I/AAAAAAAABdE/Eu8qHXVePbU/s1600/IMG_3801.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TKzOObNIQ8I/AAAAAAAABdE/Eu8qHXVePbU/s400/IMG_3801.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Fotos: BCN&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19424713-8156061648930658374?l=sinta10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/feeds/8156061648930658374/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19424713&amp;postID=8156061648930658374' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/8156061648930658374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/8156061648930658374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2010/10/nha-ilhaque-txuva.html' title='Nha ILHA que txuva'/><author><name>Benvindo Chantre Neves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13709041670741119479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TTFa2snlpVI/AAAAAAAABgo/YGEdeOhFob8/S220/PICT0123z.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TK35RChIsEI/AAAAAAAABdM/6y_7q3nXMSU/s72-c/IMG_3751.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19424713.post-7953677785602889562</id><published>2010-09-24T07:46:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-24T07:57:37.593-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Planalto Leste</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;Campanha de plantação de árvores foi um sucesso. Mais informações &lt;a href="http://asemana.publ.cv/spip.php?article56446&amp;amp;ak=1"&gt;aqui.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TJyOnzztfXI/AAAAAAAABcs/YqT43gqU5LU/s1600/dddd.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TJyOnzztfXI/AAAAAAAABcs/YqT43gqU5LU/s400/dddd.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Foto:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://asemana.publ.cv/spip.php?article56446&amp;amp;ak=1"&gt;asemanaonline&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19424713-7953677785602889562?l=sinta10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/feeds/7953677785602889562/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19424713&amp;postID=7953677785602889562' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/7953677785602889562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/7953677785602889562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2010/09/campanha-voluntaria-de-plantacao-de.html' title='Planalto Leste'/><author><name>Benvindo Chantre Neves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13709041670741119479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TTFa2snlpVI/AAAAAAAABgo/YGEdeOhFob8/S220/PICT0123z.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TJyOnzztfXI/AAAAAAAABcs/YqT43gqU5LU/s72-c/dddd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19424713.post-6069775257312665463</id><published>2010-09-14T07:42:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T07:51:19.969-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Miradouros da ILHA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TI9hiM6hNoI/AAAAAAAABck/lS-7K65uRGs/s1600/faj%C3%A3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TI9hiM6hNoI/AAAAAAAABck/lS-7K65uRGs/s400/faj%C3%A3.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fajâ Domingas Bentas visto do alto de &lt;a href="http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2009_01_01_archive.html#3717413010770563857"&gt;Topo d'Mranda&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogdopaulino.blogspot.com/"&gt;Paulino&lt;/a&gt;, zona é d'bóssa, mas a foto é minha, heheheh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19424713-6069775257312665463?l=sinta10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/feeds/6069775257312665463/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19424713&amp;postID=6069775257312665463' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/6069775257312665463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/6069775257312665463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2010/09/miradouros-da-ilha.html' title='Miradouros da ILHA'/><author><name>Benvindo Chantre Neves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13709041670741119479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TTFa2snlpVI/AAAAAAAABgo/YGEdeOhFob8/S220/PICT0123z.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TI9hiM6hNoI/AAAAAAAABck/lS-7K65uRGs/s72-c/faj%C3%A3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19424713.post-320902100847138853</id><published>2010-09-07T07:44:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T07:49:33.084-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Foto da Semana</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Planalto Leste&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TIYlGH-h9jI/AAAAAAAABcE/FmKSjJAR4Ao/s1600/IMG_1505+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TIYlGH-h9jI/AAAAAAAABcE/FmKSjJAR4Ao/s400/IMG_1505+copy.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Este ano ainda não choveu na ILHA, apesar das constantes demonstrações&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Foto: BCN&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19424713-320902100847138853?l=sinta10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/feeds/320902100847138853/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19424713&amp;postID=320902100847138853' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/320902100847138853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/320902100847138853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2010/09/foto-da-semana.html' title='Foto da Semana'/><author><name>Benvindo Chantre Neves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13709041670741119479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TTFa2snlpVI/AAAAAAAABgo/YGEdeOhFob8/S220/PICT0123z.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TIYlGH-h9jI/AAAAAAAABcE/FmKSjJAR4Ao/s72-c/IMG_1505+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19424713.post-1745711019143892998</id><published>2010-08-26T08:15:00.015-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T08:48:18.566-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ribeira Grande: um concelho, duas vilas (duas cidades, aliás)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/THZZkl-5lWI/AAAAAAAABbc/aXgiup-VHfk/s1600/IMG_2455.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="262" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/THZZkl-5lWI/AAAAAAAABbc/aXgiup-VHfk/s400/IMG_2455.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Arial Narrow'; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px;"&gt;Na passada segunda-feira, 23, foi publicada no &lt;a href="http://www.incv.gov.cv/publicacao.cfm?Z=C28E4B9F-EC92-D87C-223B7AC2FF5239AF&amp;amp;W=23-8-2010&amp;amp;Y=C28E4BA1-C219-5DC9-5569D43A5D388461"&gt;Boletim Oficia&lt;/a&gt;l a decisão que transforma em cidade todas a sedes de municípios &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Arial Narrow'; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;st1:personname productid="em Cabo Verde" w:st="on"&gt;em Cabo Verde&lt;/st1:personname&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Arial Narrow'; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px;"&gt; (Lei n.º 77/VII/2010). Por conseguinte, o país passa a ter 25 cidades, sendo 9 em Santiago, 4 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Arial Narrow'; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;st1:personname productid="em Santo Antão" w:st="on"&gt;em Santo Antão&lt;/st1:personname&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Arial Narrow'; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px;"&gt;, 3 no Fogo, 2 na ilha de São Nicolau, 2 no Sal e as restantes ilhas juntaram-se à São Vicente com uma cidade cada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Arial Narrow'; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;Voltando o focinho para a ILHA: o concelho da Ribeira Grande de Santo Antão ganha, de uma assentada, duas cidades: &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/goog_1666221785"&gt;Puvoçon&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;e &lt;a href="http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2009_11_01_archive.html#1057979967087443938"&gt;Ponta do Sol&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Vamos lá falar destas duas urbes, ou melhor destas duas cidades. Tenho uma relação especial com elas. Puvoçon é a minha primeira referência em termos de vivência urbana, é minha escola... era para lá que minha mãe me levava, ainda ao colo, para tomar vacina no então PMI-PF. É a vila das minhas lembranças nos tempos de escola. Foi lá que eu fiz todos os meus estudos secundários e, antes, boa parte dos estudos primários/ básico-integrado. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Arial Narrow'; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Arial Narrow'; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;O meu contacto mais assíduo e consciente com Puvoçon (a nossa agora cidade) começa no ano de 1993. Estávamos em finais de Setembro e ansiava por começar a 4ª classe (a tal classe que, no &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#624378569079871578"&gt;viva kel vim&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, todos diziam “ca era brincadera”). Até então tinha estudado na escola nº 9 de Lugar de Guene, &lt;a href="http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2010_05_01_archive.html#6103356307891367430"&gt;(Ribeira da Torre)&lt;/a&gt; na famosa escolinha coberta de palha que serviu muitas gerações, mas que a partir do ano lectivo 1993/94 deixou de funcionar como estabelecimento escolar devido ao seu avançado estado de degradação.&amp;nbsp; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Arial Narrow'; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;Fomos então transferidos da modesta escolinha de palha, de duas salas apenas, para a majestosa Escola Central, mais tarde rebaptizada &lt;a href="http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#8547201192493113431"&gt;Escola Roberto Duarte Silva&lt;/a&gt;. Foi um choque: muitos alunos, muitas salas, muitos professores, e nós, meninos com ares rurais, a tentar imiscuir num meio estranho. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/THZZ7jFzWuI/AAAAAAAABbk/49NWaz-5m4I/s1600/IMG_1620.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/THZZ7jFzWuI/AAAAAAAABbk/49NWaz-5m4I/s400/IMG_1620.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Arial Narrow'; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;Passado pouco tempo já sentia um peixinho a nadar num espaço bem meu. E depressa já conhecia todos os cantos, recantos, ruas, ruelas, becos, gentes e tudo mais da vila, agora cidade. E assim foi até 2002, ano em que concluí o ensino secundário no liceu Suzete Delgado.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Arial Narrow'; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;Com Ponta do Sol a história é diferente. Era o lugar &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;xique &lt;/i&gt;que povoava a o meu imaginário de menino: &lt;a href="http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2007_03_30_archive.html"&gt;aeroporto&lt;/a&gt;, avião, &lt;i&gt;Légéd&lt;/i&gt;, barcos, botes, Empa, o grande edifício da&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2009_10_01_archive.html#3096806727742315590"&gt;Câmara Municipal&lt;/a&gt;... queria lá ir, ia mesmo! Acompanhava meus irmãos mais velhos ou minha mãe nos expedientes nessa vila. Certidões de Nascimento, Bilhetes de Identidade, tudo que dissesse respeito aos serviços de Cartório e Notariado era (é) na Ponta do Sol. Queria ir só para ver o mar de mais perto, ver botes, peixes ainda vivos a saltitar dos botes da Boca de Pistola, avião (Djô Canela) enfim...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Arial Narrow'; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;Vila bonita, arrumada, ruas largas e limpas, sempre admirei a Ponta do Sol. Hoje a minha relação com essa vila (cidade, aliás) é mais profunda e efectiva. Ultrapassou, por razões sentimentais, aquela relação que mantenho com Puvoçon.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Arial Narrow'; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;Conheço muito bem estas duas vilas (cidades, aliás). Estão separadas por escassos &lt;st1:metricconverter productid="4 quilómetros" w:st="on"&gt;4 quilómetros&lt;/st1:metricconverter&gt; e 50 escudos chegam para uni-las. O tráfego diário de pessoas e produtos entre estas duas vilas (cidades) foi sempre intenso. Intensa é também a rivalidade entre elas. Outrora maior ainda e era mais notória nas partidas de futebol entre as equipas de Rosariense (Puvoçon) e &lt;a href="http://www.rtc.cv/nacional2010/index.php?paginas=30&amp;amp;id_cod=8&amp;amp;equipa=Solpontense"&gt;Solpontense&lt;/a&gt; (Ponta do Sol) e no &lt;a href="http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#7854573501441924951"&gt;Carnaval&lt;/a&gt; quando grupos de uma e outra vila (agora cidade) se encontravam. Mas as duas vilas (cidades, aliás) coabitam numa complementaridade interessante. Algumas instituições e serviços estão numa vila (cidade), outros estão noutra. A vida no concelho se projecta e desenvolve-se em torno dessas duas vilas (cidades, aliás). &lt;a href="http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2008_10_01_archive.html#388073889654886615"&gt;Hospital Regional&lt;/a&gt;, liceu, os melhores mercados estão &lt;st1:personname productid="em Puvoçon. Ponta" w:st="on"&gt;em  Puvoçon. Ponta&lt;/st1:personname&gt; do Sol é o quartel-general do poder local, a capital administrativa do concelho, digamos. Alberga os Paços do Concelho, os serviços Fiscais, o Cartório Notarial, a &lt;a href="http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2009_07_01_archive.html#6257143382690470622"&gt;Cadeia Regional.&lt;/a&gt;..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Arial Narrow'; font-size: 16px;"&gt;Puvoçon já não pode crescer mais em termos espaciais, saturou-se e resignou-se por entre montanhas. Ponta do Sol caminha para o mesmo destino. Terrenos já não há.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/THZbgHPv55I/AAAAAAAABb0/kQC-cTKm7sc/s1600/IMG_1652.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/THZbgHPv55I/AAAAAAAABb0/kQC-cTKm7sc/s400/IMG_1652.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Arial Narrow'; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;As duas vilas dormiram e acordaram cidades, tal como muitas outras colegas por este Cabo Verde fora. Nem sequer sonharam! Acordaram cidades e cidades agora vão permanecer. Não sei se as duas urbes pularam de contente ou se encolheram os ombros; se soltaram gargalhadas desmedidas ou se riram timidamente em tom irónico… enfim não sei qual foi a reacção dessas duas vilas ao acordarem-se como cidades. A ILHA agora tem 4 cidades. Porto Novo já não pode gabar-se de ser a única na ilha. A vila das Pombas também agora é ex. vila, é cidade. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Arial Narrow'; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Arial Narrow'; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;Da vila das Pombas não falo porque não tenho uma relação forte com essa vila (cidade, aliás), não conheço os seus becos ou as suas ruelas, a sua vivência como conheço as de Puvoçon e Ponta do Sol. Só conheço a única rua dessa vila, a avenida que começa onde começa a cidade e acaba onde acaba a cidade. Por isso não vou falar dessa cidade. Só vou tentar aprender a dizer Cidade da Vila das Pombas (uups! Assim não! Deve ser Cidade das Pombas). Mas também terei que aprender a dizer Cidade da Ponta do Sol, Cidade da Ribeira Grande de Santo Antão (prefiro dizer Cidade da Povoação ou Puvoçon, se bem que essa designação possa parecer contraditória. Quanto à cidade do Porto Novo, todos já sabem chamá-la cidade. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Arial Narrow'; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Arial Narrow'; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;Mas estou confuso. Vou à ilha e não sei como me dirigirei às duas cidades do meu concelho! Elas me conhecem desde pequenino, viram-me crescer, deram-me &lt;i&gt;drops&lt;/i&gt;, rebuçados e outras guloseimas. Deram-me carinho, tenho muito respeito por elas. Quando for abordá-las, como farei? Chamar-lhes-ei cidade? E se responderem: “por amor de Deus, trata-me por Ponta de Sol, por Puvoçon”. E se antecipasse e chamasse cada uma logo pelos próprios nomes, que diriam? Será que me levaria a mal? Será que achariam falta de respeito da minha parte? E se me disserem com ar de reprovação: “agora sou cidade, respeito é bom e eu gosto”. Bem vou tentar encontrar uma solução. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Arial Narrow'; font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Arial Narrow'; font-size: 16px;"&gt;De repente lembrei-me de uma tal cidade linear. Onde foi mesmo que li isso? Já sei, foi num artigo de António Jorge Delgado, publicado há muitos anos, acho que na saudosa revista Kathos do Paúl. Ele propunha na altura uma única cidade linear que abarcaria todas as três vilas da costa norte da ILHA. Será que desistiu da ideia? Desisto eu de escrever mais sobre tantas cidades (cidéd inguerrnel! - diria o outro)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Arial Narrow'; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Arial Narrow'; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fotos: BCN&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19424713-1745711019143892998?l=sinta10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/feeds/1745711019143892998/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19424713&amp;postID=1745711019143892998' title='10 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/1745711019143892998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/1745711019143892998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2010/08/ribeira-grande-1-concelho-duas-vilas.html' title='Ribeira Grande: um concelho, duas vilas (duas cidades, aliás)'/><author><name>Benvindo Chantre Neves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13709041670741119479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TTFa2snlpVI/AAAAAAAABgo/YGEdeOhFob8/S220/PICT0123z.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/THZZkl-5lWI/AAAAAAAABbc/aXgiup-VHfk/s72-c/IMG_2455.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19424713.post-7420840047873564708</id><published>2010-08-17T15:31:00.012-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T06:11:34.123-04:00</updated><title type='text'>À Caminho de Fontaínhas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Uma perspectiva (de lana) caprina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TGu2AmOGacI/AAAAAAAABZw/TJbKIMnPgck/s1600/SINTA+CABRA.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TGu2AmOGacI/AAAAAAAABZw/TJbKIMnPgck/s400/SINTA+CABRA.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TGu2raCEWDI/AAAAAAAABZ0/gj6zflKmv40/s1600/CUIDADO+CABRA.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TGu2raCEWDI/AAAAAAAABZ0/gj6zflKmv40/s400/CUIDADO+CABRA.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Sinal de trânsito" - Estrada Ponta do Sol - Fontaínhas&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;O poeta escrevera que "as cabras ensinaram-nos a comer pedras para não perecermos". Pois bem, na sua sina de ir escapando a vida o cabo-verdiano encontrou na pedra um grande aliado. Para além de "comer a pedra" o homem santantonense aprendeu a arte de juntar pedra sobre pedra para não ficar isolado. E construiu estradas, veredas, muralhas... muitos vezes desafiando a Natureza mesmo à beira de precipícios.&amp;nbsp;Quem nunca passou pela estrada que liga Ponta do Sol à Fontaínhas, certamente não fará ideia do que digo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Á propósito,&amp;nbsp;há dias&amp;nbsp;ao passear pela "estradinha" de Fontaínhas deparei-me com uma advertência colocada bem no alto de uma curva: &lt;b&gt;"cuidado com as cabras"&lt;/b&gt;.&amp;nbsp;Pus-me a pensar: será para alertar o criador de gado para o perigo que esses animais poderão constituir para o motorista? Ou será para chamar atenção do condutor para ter cuidado com um animal, que afinal de contas, ensinou o nativo a domar a pedra???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TGwB3sahMCI/AAAAAAAABZ4/9-flmg4Wepk/s1600/fonta%C3%ADnhas.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TGwB3sahMCI/AAAAAAAABZ4/9-flmg4Wepk/s400/fonta%C3%ADnhas.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TGwB7ElfM-I/AAAAAAAABZ8/Tic5mr6vfIw/s1600/IMG_3122.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TGwB7ElfM-I/AAAAAAAABZ8/Tic5mr6vfIw/s400/IMG_3122.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TGGO3hhJ5BI/AAAAAAAABXs/KaM-8y5NNtk/s1600/IMG_1547+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TGGO3hhJ5BI/AAAAAAAABXs/KaM-8y5NNtk/s400/IMG_1547+copy.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;O professor universitário António Silva, actualmente radicado na Holanda, está&amp;nbsp;em Santo Antão para uma série de contactos tendo em vista a concretização do seu sonho: criar uma universidade agrícola na ILHA. Segundo a Inforpress,&amp;nbsp;António Silva está a manter encontros "com algumas figuras políticas e e quadros na ilha para o pontapé de saída, no sentido da materialização dessa universidade que centrará a sua acção na área profissionalizante".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ainda, segundo a agência de notícias cabo-verdiana, "essa instituição de ensino superior visará a criação de um 'viveiro de quadros' especializados na área agrícola, capaz de se debruçar sobre a investigação dos mais diferentes aspectos, como o cultivo da cana sacarina e a problemática de mil-pés". Mais detalhes &lt;a href="http://www.inforpress.publ.cv/index.php?option=com_content&amp;amp;task=view&amp;amp;id=32066&amp;amp;Itemid=59"&gt;aqui&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TGGSjASrV2I/AAAAAAAABX8/EDVNpQLg0N4/s1600/IMG_1870+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TGGSjASrV2I/AAAAAAAABX8/EDVNpQLg0N4/s400/IMG_1870+copy.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Bem, a ideia é interessante... e &amp;nbsp;Sinta10, que gosta de agricultura e &lt;i&gt;séb pegá n'inxada&lt;/i&gt;, vai continuar a cultivar, em regime de policultura, esse pódoce de txon, com ou sem universidade agrícola.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2010_04_01_archive.html#8359437504166466020"&gt;Cana pêxe&lt;/a&gt;, cana brésil, cana sénguinha, &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/R55PlYAKzFI/AAAAAAAAALw/nJFh9-dmCw8/s1600-h/banana.jpg"&gt;banana anã&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2008_04_01_archive.html#4608276197188014653"&gt;banana roxa&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2009_10_01_archive.html#6853257638125040271"&gt;banana prata&lt;/a&gt;, nhéme, &lt;a href="http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2010_01_01_archive.html#1233179211991629010"&gt;papaia&lt;/a&gt;,&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2009_01_01_archive.html#7570445771906985586"&gt;bóbra&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#116793665332060540"&gt;mendioca&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116256510152677213"&gt;fruta pão&lt;/a&gt;,&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#6838738984808708807"&gt;kêfê&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2009_12_01_archive.html#6897963704641488318"&gt;tóbói&lt;/a&gt;, enfim... tud casta de produto tá dá nesse propriedéde.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fotos: BCN&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&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/19424713-2404186642535549550?l=sinta10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/feeds/2404186642535549550/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19424713&amp;postID=2404186642535549550' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/2404186642535549550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/2404186642535549550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2010/08/universidade-agricola-para-ilha.html' title='Universidade agrícola para a ILHA'/><author><name>Benvindo Chantre Neves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13709041670741119479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TTFa2snlpVI/AAAAAAAABgo/YGEdeOhFob8/S220/PICT0123z.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TGGO3hhJ5BI/AAAAAAAABXs/KaM-8y5NNtk/s72-c/IMG_1547+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19424713.post-6905061114701768416</id><published>2010-08-06T10:48:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T08:19:16.218-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Festival Nacional Violino</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TFwggMJU-3I/AAAAAAAABWs/ErUrpiEeObI/s1600/camara+violino+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TFwggMJU-3I/AAAAAAAABWs/ErUrpiEeObI/s400/camara+violino+copy.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;É hoje, 6 de Agosto, &amp;nbsp;que arranca mais uma edição do Festival Nacional de Violino. É na Vila da Ponta do Sol. Este ano o certame veio um pouquinho mais tarde, mas chegou! Sinta10, mesmo ao longe, vai lançar a sua espreitadela em torno deste evento que todos os anos homenageia o saudoso Nhô K'Zick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Adenda: &lt;/b&gt;segue agora o link para a notícia (video) sobre o evento:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rtc.cv/tcv/index.php?paginas=13&amp;amp;id_cod=4825"&gt;http://www.rtc.cv/tcv/index.php?paginas=13&amp;amp;id_cod=4825&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19424713-6905061114701768416?l=sinta10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/feeds/6905061114701768416/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19424713&amp;postID=6905061114701768416' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/6905061114701768416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/6905061114701768416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2010/08/festival-nacional-violino.html' title='Festival Nacional Violino'/><author><name>Benvindo Chantre Neves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13709041670741119479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TTFa2snlpVI/AAAAAAAABgo/YGEdeOhFob8/S220/PICT0123z.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TFwggMJU-3I/AAAAAAAABWs/ErUrpiEeObI/s72-c/camara+violino+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19424713.post-4956797038350217319</id><published>2010-08-04T14:36:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T06:07:42.578-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Foto da Semana</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;A partir de agora, destacamos semanalmente aqui no Sinta10 uma foto nossa, sobre a ILHA.&amp;nbsp;A abrir, esta escultura natural com "decoração" humana.&amp;nbsp;Onde? É na foz da Ribeira das Pombas, algures entre Vila (cidade!) das Pombas e Janela.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TGLx1LQkEmI/AAAAAAAABYU/LXFP-vUCnvg/s1600/JANELA+SELO2jpg.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TGLx1LQkEmI/AAAAAAAABYU/LXFP-vUCnvg/s400/JANELA+SELO2jpg.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Foto: BCN&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19424713-4956797038350217319?l=sinta10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/feeds/4956797038350217319/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19424713&amp;postID=4956797038350217319' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/4956797038350217319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/4956797038350217319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2010/08/foto-da-semana.html' title='Foto da Semana'/><author><name>Benvindo Chantre Neves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13709041670741119479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TTFa2snlpVI/AAAAAAAABgo/YGEdeOhFob8/S220/PICT0123z.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TGLx1LQkEmI/AAAAAAAABYU/LXFP-vUCnvg/s72-c/JANELA+SELO2jpg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19424713.post-9099256814917544419</id><published>2010-07-28T06:05:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T15:44:07.546-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tempos de Crise?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TGLzlYGcAFI/AAAAAAAABYc/IUP6CrEaXYU/s1600/COCO+ERECTO+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TGLzlYGcAFI/AAAAAAAABYc/IUP6CrEaXYU/s400/COCO+ERECTO+copy.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TGL1JDlIYKI/AAAAAAAABYk/mo6HXausf00/s1600/PAPAIA+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TGL1JDlIYKI/AAAAAAAABYk/mo6HXausf00/s400/PAPAIA+copy.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TGL7fX4oABI/AAAAAAAABY0/X2Ck0kd1Yig/s1600/COCO+2+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TGL7fX4oABI/AAAAAAAABY0/X2Ck0kd1Yig/s400/COCO+2+copy.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;FOTO: BCN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Pléneta t'umbokód s'melhént"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, diriam os velhos da ILHA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19424713-9099256814917544419?l=sinta10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/feeds/9099256814917544419/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19424713&amp;postID=9099256814917544419' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/9099256814917544419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/9099256814917544419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2010/07/tempos-de-crise.html' title='Tempos de Crise?'/><author><name>Benvindo Chantre Neves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13709041670741119479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TTFa2snlpVI/AAAAAAAABgo/YGEdeOhFob8/S220/PICT0123z.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TGLzlYGcAFI/AAAAAAAABYc/IUP6CrEaXYU/s72-c/COCO+ERECTO+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19424713.post-84364827391813082</id><published>2010-07-20T08:26:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T05:54:33.551-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Miradouros da ILHA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TEWUT1O_2HI/AAAAAAAABVA/SQjHJakBSqk/s1600/IMG_1510.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TEWUT1O_2HI/AAAAAAAABVA/SQjHJakBSqk/s400/IMG_1510.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TEWysd5C3ZI/AAAAAAAABVI/tC4urR8vGtg/s1600/IMG_1532.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TEWysd5C3ZI/AAAAAAAABVI/tC4urR8vGtg/s400/IMG_1532.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;FOTOS: BCN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Uma&amp;nbsp;esplêndida&amp;nbsp;vista com a vila da Ribeira Grande &lt;a href="http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html#4001389865048966283"&gt;(Puvoçon)&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;ao fundo. Panorama a partir do Planalto Leste, algures na &lt;a href="http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2009_09_01_archive.html#4757434629840007365"&gt;descida Corda-Losnã.&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;Nota-se a imponência do cemitério do Alto de São Miguel, no lado direito da Vila&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19424713-84364827391813082?l=sinta10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/feeds/84364827391813082/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19424713&amp;postID=84364827391813082' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/84364827391813082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/84364827391813082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2010/07/miradouros-da-ilha.html' title='Miradouros da ILHA'/><author><name>Benvindo Chantre Neves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13709041670741119479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TTFa2snlpVI/AAAAAAAABgo/YGEdeOhFob8/S220/PICT0123z.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TEWUT1O_2HI/AAAAAAAABVA/SQjHJakBSqk/s72-c/IMG_1510.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19424713.post-1096610906753544480</id><published>2010-07-14T07:38:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T12:13:34.412-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Juventude em Marcha - Otaca - Bibinha Cabral: que Simbiose!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;No último fim-de-semana assistiu-se na Assembleia Nacional, na Praia, uma apresentação memorável do grupo&lt;a href="http://www.jemarcha.cv/index.htm"&gt; Juventude em Marcha&lt;/a&gt;,&amp;nbsp;em dose tripla.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Respondendo à um convite de Pedro Martins, o autor do livro &lt;a href="http://livroditera.blogspot.com/2006/11/testemunho-de-um-combatente.html"&gt;Testemunho de um Combatente&lt;/a&gt;, o grupo teatral de Santo Antão chamou à si a responsabilidade de interpretar um drama, assente num dos episódios mais arrepiantes da história destas ilhas: as torturas no Campo de Concentração do Tarrafal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Ainda que o grupo esteja habituado a levar para o palco episódios&amp;nbsp;dramáticos&amp;nbsp;vividos pelo povo cabo-verdiano (caso das secas, as fomes...) sem no entanto deixar de fora o lado hilariante, desta vez não havia lugar para comédia. O grupo soube passar de forma&amp;nbsp;áurea&amp;nbsp;no duro teste, um teste que ficou ainda mais exigente pelo facto de os actores terem de interpretar a peça não na variante que tão bem sabem manejar - a de Santo Antão - mas sim na de Santiago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Mas, o mais interessante de tudo, quanto a mim, foi a simbiose&amp;nbsp;perfeita que se viu no palco. Foram necessárias cerca de 50 pessoas para dar corpo ao trabalho e, para isso, o grupo contou com as indispensáveis colaborações da sua congénere de Santiago - o Otaca - e do grupo de dança Bibinha Cabral. Foi um coisa bonita de se ver e um verdadeiro exemplo de como as diferentes ilhas poderão desenvolver muito mais a cooperação, a começar pela vertente cultural.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;E mais... a entrada em cena da Terezinha Araújo (5ª foto) a interpretar uma mítica canção dos tempos de luta de libertação, foi de arrepiar. Aliás, quase todas as cenas da peça nos faziam arrepiar. Uma grande oferta ainda na refrega das comemorações dos 35º aniversário da Independência Nacional.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TD2b8SzswuI/AAAAAAAABTw/j5OkIJRXd74/s1600/IMG_2934.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TD2b8SzswuI/AAAAAAAABTw/j5OkIJRXd74/s400/IMG_2934.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TD2cV8BporI/AAAAAAAABT4/WPkED8zQXoA/s1600/IMG_2942.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="257" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TD2cV8BporI/AAAAAAAABT4/WPkED8zQXoA/s400/IMG_2942.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TD2cdZ4INWI/AAAAAAAABUA/-lbF9p2nweE/s1600/IMG_2937.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TD2-Yi-F3uI/AAAAAAAABUg/HGUAlrG-QCQ/s400/IMG_2963.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fotos: BCN&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19424713-1096610906753544480?l=sinta10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/feeds/1096610906753544480/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19424713&amp;postID=1096610906753544480' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/1096610906753544480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/1096610906753544480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2010/07/testemunho-de-um-combatente-em.html' title='Juventude em Marcha - Otaca - Bibinha Cabral: que Simbiose!'/><author><name>Benvindo Chantre Neves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13709041670741119479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TTFa2snlpVI/AAAAAAAABgo/YGEdeOhFob8/S220/PICT0123z.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TD2b8SzswuI/AAAAAAAABTw/j5OkIJRXd74/s72-c/IMG_2934.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19424713.post-6590366225442538850</id><published>2010-07-09T06:46:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T06:51:08.541-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Testemunho de um Combatente</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TDb7AeD1dDI/AAAAAAAABTo/o5Do3_AOZBY/s1600/IMG_1351.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TDb7AeD1dDI/AAAAAAAABTo/o5Do3_AOZBY/s400/IMG_1351.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O grupo teatral &lt;b&gt;Juventude em Marcha&lt;/b&gt; apresenta hoje, 09, e também nos dias 10 e 11 de Julho, na Assembleia Nacional, a encenação do "Testemunho de um Combatente", peça baseada na obra do mesmo nome, do arquitecto Pedro Martins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinta10 estará presente para registar mais um momento marcante do grupo de &amp;nbsp;"Nhe Lolita". Prometemos depois um feed-back. Pelo menos, garantimos fotos, hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Foto: Cena da peça Chuva Braba, numa apresentação na Assembleia Nacioanl. Por BCN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19424713-6590366225442538850?l=sinta10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/feeds/6590366225442538850/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19424713&amp;postID=6590366225442538850' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/6590366225442538850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/6590366225442538850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2010/07/testemunho-de-um-combatente.html' title='Testemunho de um Combatente'/><author><name>Benvindo Chantre Neves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13709041670741119479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TTFa2snlpVI/AAAAAAAABgo/YGEdeOhFob8/S220/PICT0123z.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TDb7AeD1dDI/AAAAAAAABTo/o5Do3_AOZBY/s72-c/IMG_1351.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19424713.post-1112202026242232534</id><published>2010-06-18T09:02:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T08:49:09.361-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Porta mais folgód</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;É lançado, esta sexta-feira, 18,&amp;nbsp;a primeira pedra para as obras de modernização e expansão do porto de Porto Novo. Vão ser construídos novos molhes, protecção marítima e uma gare de passageiros. Caso para dizer que a&amp;nbsp;única&amp;nbsp;porta de entrada e saída de Sintadés vai ficar mais &lt;i&gt;folgód&lt;/i&gt;, pelo que, a partir de finais de 2011, já não haverá tanto&amp;nbsp;congestionamento.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TBtgwiqzuzI/AAAAAAAABTQ/voxZkJJUda0/s1600/IMG_1000.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TBtgwiqzuzI/AAAAAAAABTQ/voxZkJJUda0/s400/IMG_1000.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TBthBfe9jcI/AAAAAAAABTY/vM7zClwYIZM/s1600/IMG_1052.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TBthBfe9jcI/AAAAAAAABTY/vM7zClwYIZM/s400/IMG_1052.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TBthZkThijI/AAAAAAAABTg/yzYBfF3egJ4/s1600/IMG_1130.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TBthZkThijI/AAAAAAAABTg/yzYBfF3egJ4/s400/IMG_1130.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;fotos:BCN&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19424713-1112202026242232534?l=sinta10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/feeds/1112202026242232534/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19424713&amp;postID=1112202026242232534' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/1112202026242232534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/1112202026242232534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2010/06/blog-post.html' title='Porta mais folgód'/><author><name>Benvindo Chantre Neves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13709041670741119479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TTFa2snlpVI/AAAAAAAABgo/YGEdeOhFob8/S220/PICT0123z.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TBtgwiqzuzI/AAAAAAAABTQ/voxZkJJUda0/s72-c/IMG_1000.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19424713.post-8864745636729573400</id><published>2010-06-05T07:57:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T08:10:48.206-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cómp d'Fralda</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TAo2d8Kfw1I/AAAAAAAABS4/Q6-Q5BC0UUU/s1600/IMG_1897.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TAo2d8Kfw1I/AAAAAAAABS4/Q6-Q5BC0UUU/s400/IMG_1897.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TAo2rtgCHVI/AAAAAAAABTA/cxGS7gpnKF4/s1600/IMG_1898.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TAo2rtgCHVI/AAAAAAAABTA/cxGS7gpnKF4/s400/IMG_1898.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TAzhFKKkLvI/AAAAAAAABTI/-6f8bL7EGMQ/s1600/IMG_0589.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TAzhFKKkLvI/AAAAAAAABTI/-6f8bL7EGMQ/s400/IMG_0589.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Há dias via imagens do &lt;a href="http://www.rtc.cv/nacional2010/index.php?paginas=13&amp;amp;id_cod=48"&gt;Campeonato Nacional de Futebol&lt;/a&gt;, vindas da ilha Brava. Não se conseguia saber, com exactidão, o que os jogadores disputavam: se era a bola ou se eram punhados de &lt;i&gt;massapé&lt;/i&gt; (terra bufa).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sem querer, dei comigo a comparar o Aquiles de Oliveira com alguns campinhos de fralda da minha ILHA.&amp;nbsp;Se formos comparar seus pisos com o do maltratado Aquiles... Uuh!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;E mais... pelas ribeiras da ILHA, muitos desses "estádios" até têm parcelas de "relva" natural. Pena é que essas "infraestruturas" são sazonais: vêm umas cheias e o campo corre para o mar. Foi o que aconteceu com o saudoso estádio do Varzim, em Ribeira da Torre&amp;nbsp;(foto). Hoje o "malogrado" jaz no Atlântico (desde Outubro último)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fotos: BCN&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19424713-8864745636729573400?l=sinta10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/feeds/8864745636729573400/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19424713&amp;postID=8864745636729573400' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/8864745636729573400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/8864745636729573400'/><link rel='alternate' 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sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;"A poeira levantada pela movimentação de viaturas e máquinas nas obras de construção da estrada de penetração no vale da Ribeira da Torre provoca transtornos às pessoas que vivem no vale e trabalham na vila da Ribeira Grande.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;A denúncia é feita por esses utentes que dizem chegar ao trabalho cheios de pó e pedem que a empresa passe a molhar o piso da estrada de terra batida."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;Homero Fonseca, RCV.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;A propósito disso, lembrei-me das nossas jornadas diárias à caminho da escola, algo sobre o qual um dia escrevi &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2008_11_01_archive.html#2541390372348173141"&gt;aqui.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;foto: BCN&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19424713-6103356307891367430?l=sinta10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/feeds/6103356307891367430/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19424713&amp;postID=6103356307891367430' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/6103356307891367430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/6103356307891367430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2010/05/pe-sujo.html' title='Pê sujo'/><author><name>Benvindo Chantre Neves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13709041670741119479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TTFa2snlpVI/AAAAAAAABgo/YGEdeOhFob8/S220/PICT0123z.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/S_u4aQIlt6I/AAAAAAAABSA/BpNRovB32bg/s72-c/IMG_0603.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19424713.post-6617641624571640953</id><published>2010-05-19T09:19:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T09:53:58.379-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Abóle perfumód</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/S_PobNpyG8I/AAAAAAAABRc/1QxxBaIlQWo/s1600/IMG_1039.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/S_PobNpyG8I/AAAAAAAABRc/1QxxBaIlQWo/s400/IMG_1039.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Por estes dias a terra tem dado sinais de querer tremer na ILHA. Desde o passado domingo que tem havido relatos de pequenos tremores de terra, o que tem deixado os &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;sintadezenses &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;algo apreensivos, porquanto não é muito comum a terra fazer rebuliço por estas paragens.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Alguns órgãos de comunicação social nacionais têm acompanhado, de forma mais ou menos atenta, o desenrolar da situação. Por exemplo, hoje fiquei a saber que em Fajâ Domingas Bentas, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/goog_1947735654"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/goog_1947735654"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;um frasco de perfume, colocado na cabeceira da cama, terá caído em cima de um jovem que na altura se encontrava deitado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://noticias.sapo.cv/inforpress/artigo/8008.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Uaabaaaak, esse kê abóle, &amp;nbsp;uma notícia, ou melhor, um abóle perfumód, pá!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Bruno Faria, um especialista da área, já pedi pa maltas estód dsegód, porque isso poderá ser (apenas) a libertação de tensão por parte das rochas (ês devê estód stressód, digo eu).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;O Boss da Administração Interna também já reagiu, a partir das Canárias, onde se encontra em visita de trabalho. Lívio Lopes &amp;nbsp;disse que o executivo está a acompanhar a situação com a devida atenção. Até comparou Sintadés com a ilha Brava, onde, como disse, a actividade&amp;nbsp;sísmica&amp;nbsp;é, de longe, mais intensa do que Santo Antão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Por isso, maltas, e'n nê pe bsot tremê ke medo.... so terra já basta!!! &amp;nbsp;(ma, gent e'n de brinncá ke kosa séria, assim diz mamãe).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;FOTO:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; Um vulcãozinho algures entre Janela e Porto Novo&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Por: BCN)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19424713-6617641624571640953?l=sinta10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/feeds/6617641624571640953/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19424713&amp;postID=6617641624571640953' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/6617641624571640953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/6617641624571640953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2010/05/abole-perfumod.html' title='Abóle perfumód'/><author><name>Benvindo Chantre Neves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13709041670741119479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TTFa2snlpVI/AAAAAAAABgo/YGEdeOhFob8/S220/PICT0123z.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/S_PobNpyG8I/AAAAAAAABRc/1QxxBaIlQWo/s72-c/IMG_1039.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19424713.post-1746086297864347688</id><published>2010-05-18T09:36:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T05:44:41.059-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Entardecer na ILHA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/S_KXf_WzjlI/AAAAAAAABRM/1S0U13X-J3E/s1600/IMG_1768.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/S_KXf_WzjlI/AAAAAAAABRM/1S0U13X-J3E/s400/IMG_1768.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Praia de Armazém, Porto Novo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Foto: BCN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19424713-1746086297864347688?l=sinta10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/feeds/1746086297864347688/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19424713&amp;postID=1746086297864347688' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/1746086297864347688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/1746086297864347688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2010/05/entardecer-na-ilha.html' title='Entardecer na ILHA'/><author><name>Benvindo Chantre Neves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13709041670741119479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TTFa2snlpVI/AAAAAAAABgo/YGEdeOhFob8/S220/PICT0123z.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/S_KXf_WzjlI/AAAAAAAABRM/1S0U13X-J3E/s72-c/IMG_1768.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19424713.post-7281259510017817994</id><published>2010-05-07T14:35:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T07:26:53.112-04:00</updated><title type='text'>S'bi Montanha (B'eská k'fêzê)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Há dias via na Televisão Nacional um programa sobre o combate às drogas. Nessa edição, falava-se do alcoolismo no concelho da Ribeira Grande de Santo Antão (a verdadeira droga no concelho chama-se grog)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Numa determinada altura, quando a&amp;nbsp;jornalista entrevistava&amp;nbsp;alguns jovens, uma moça respondeu que no concelho "não há nada para fazer, não há nada para ocupar os tempos livres". Nisto, a repórter replicou: Mas, com tantas&amp;nbsp;montanhas, tantas paisagens lindas, voces não fazem campismo ou outras actividades do género?" visivelmente desconcertada e meio atabalhoada, talvez por causa do termo (campiiiissmooo!!!!) a&amp;nbsp; moça deixou sair um Não, meio com a boca, meio com a cabeça.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Pois bem, campismo,&amp;nbsp;caminhadas,&amp;nbsp;escaladas... ai como adoro escalar montanhas e sentir a brisa bem fresquinha, ver a paisagem de um outro ângulo, experimentar o (des)conforto da vertigem e fazer umas fotos &lt;i&gt;d'riba pr'ó bóxe&lt;/i&gt;. É uma das minhas ocupações preferidas na ilha onde "não há nada para fazer nos tempos livres"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;As fotos, feitas no último verão, mostram duas escaladas distintas: uma ao &lt;a href="http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2009_01_01_archive.html#3717413010770563857"&gt;Topo de Miranda&lt;/a&gt; e outra feita no percurso &lt;a href="http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2009_09_01_archive.html#4757434629840007365"&gt;Planalto Leste - Ribeira da Torre.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/S-RhWLFNlVI/AAAAAAAABPk/FUa6czRnasg/s1600/IMG_0642.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/S9Nb2lTiOII/AAAAAAAABPA/klPpQF1TIQs/s1600/Cd+de+Cordas+do+Sol.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="352" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/S9Nb2lTiOII/AAAAAAAABPA/klPpQF1TIQs/s400/Cd+de+Cordas+do+Sol.jpg" tt="true" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Há pouco mais de&amp;nbsp;de 3 meses atrás o grupo&amp;nbsp;Cordas do Sol &lt;a href="http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2010_01_01_archive.html#7153298987918930502"&gt;apresentava na Praia o mais recente disco&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lume de Lenha&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. O&amp;nbsp;sucesso foi tal que os organizadores do espectáculo prometeram trazer o grupo de volta.&amp;nbsp;Mas, confesso que não estava a espera que esse regresso fosse acontecer&amp;nbsp;tão cedo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Pois bem, no regresso de uma digressão pela Europa, o grupo de Sintanton vai aterrar na Praia para mais um concerto. É já no dia 7 de Maio.&amp;nbsp; Quem não esteve no show anterior, tem agora esta oportunidade. E para quem la esteve antes, que tal&amp;nbsp;reviver uns bons momentos na "quentura" de um&amp;nbsp;Lume de Lenha?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Até que chegue&amp;nbsp;à capital do país, o grupo vai passeando pelos palcos da Europa. No link a seguir pode ver a participação do grupo num programa da televisão portuguesa SIC. Veja&amp;nbsp;a actuação &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sic.sapo.pt/online/video/programas/companhia-das-manhas/2010/4/cordas-do-sol23-04-2010-173434.htm"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;aqui&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&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/19424713-680871523735151422?l=sinta10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/feeds/680871523735151422/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19424713&amp;postID=680871523735151422' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/680871523735151422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/680871523735151422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2010/04/cordas-do-sol-de-novo-na-praia.html' title='Cordas do Sol (de novo) na Praia'/><author><name>Benvindo Chantre Neves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13709041670741119479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TTFa2snlpVI/AAAAAAAABgo/YGEdeOhFob8/S220/PICT0123z.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/S9Nb2lTiOII/AAAAAAAABPA/klPpQF1TIQs/s72-c/Cd+de+Cordas+do+Sol.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19424713.post-4439784672212181448</id><published>2010-04-19T13:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T13:35:23.585-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Porto Novo: céu, mar e terra</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/S8Cv3K0m2ZI/AAAAAAAABNo/BsqfA45hPL4/s1600/IMG_2450.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/S8Cv3K0m2ZI/AAAAAAAABNo/BsqfA45hPL4/s400/IMG_2450.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/S8CxoGE_d2I/AAAAAAAABNw/JYAsQ7CvQG0/s1600/IMG_2451.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/S8CxoGE_d2I/AAAAAAAABNw/JYAsQ7CvQG0/s400/IMG_2451.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Segundo &lt;a href="http://asemana.publ.cv/spip.php?article51614&amp;amp;ak=1"&gt;asemanaonline&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"a&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #555555; font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px;"&gt;alta de mão-de-obra está a dificultar a colheita de cana-sacarina e o cumprimento do prazo de algumas obras públicas nos concelhos da zona norte da ilha de Santo Antão".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px;"&gt;Hahahahah, então maltas ca crê pa cana-pêxe renhés, neh? Também, sei bem o que é um rónhe de cana pêxe, pa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px;"&gt;Brincadeiras à parte, gostaria mais era de ter lido algo que dissesse que "entre os jovens há falta de gargantas para dar cabo do grogue, o que está a deixar as autoridades de saúde de Santo Antão muito satisfeitos".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fotos: BCN&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19424713-8359437504166466020?l=sinta10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/feeds/8359437504166466020/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19424713&amp;postID=8359437504166466020' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/8359437504166466020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/8359437504166466020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2010/04/cana-e-ronhe.html' title='Cana e rónhe'/><author><name>Benvindo Chantre Neves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13709041670741119479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TTFa2snlpVI/AAAAAAAABgo/YGEdeOhFob8/S220/PICT0123z.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/S8Cv3K0m2ZI/AAAAAAAABNo/BsqfA45hPL4/s72-c/IMG_2450.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19424713.post-6766614547457329876</id><published>2010-03-30T13:35:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T13:25:44.803-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Méria k'zê ke bo tem</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="313" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/S7I09m77GbI/AAAAAAAABM4/BPkHsrV1djU/s400/Untitled-1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ão chego a ser da&amp;nbsp;geração&amp;nbsp;dos famosos bailes nos terraços, ou então dos bailes de conjunto, este último muito falado nos últimos dias aqui em Cabo Verde.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Em Santo Antão ficaram famosos muitos terraços onde aconteciam os tais bailes. Ainda hoje oiço falar muito do Salão &lt;i&gt;Págá Pouco&lt;/i&gt;, ou então do Quintalona, um antigo espaço referência para os bailes de conjunto e outras actividades culturais na vila da Ribeira Grande&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2008_05_27_archive.html#4001389865048966283"&gt;(Puvoçon)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Embora fosse ainda criança, lembro-me de alguns terraços famosos onde aconteciam esses bailes. Lembrei-me agora do grupo &lt;b&gt;Porto Grande&lt;/b&gt; a actuar, ao vivo, no terraço de Nhô João de Lúcio, em &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/S6CvzS6IQoI/AAAAAAAABJ0/pskHPrAE5yA/s1600-h/IMG_0632.jpg"&gt;Ribeirinha de Jorge&lt;/a&gt;. Decorriam os primeiros anos da década de 90 e eu era ainda criança. Ficava a ouvir ao longe porque naquele tempo as crianças&amp;nbsp;ainda&amp;nbsp;tinham de ir para a cama com o cair da noite. Mesmo a partir da nossa cama era possível ouvir o ecoar dos sons que vinham dos terraços (esses não tinham, como é&amp;nbsp;óbvio, isolamento&amp;nbsp;acústico).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Por falar em Porto Grande, vale a pena trazer para aqui a quase lendária canção &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/goog_15532900"&gt;"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rtc.cv/tcv/index.php?paginas=36&amp;amp;id_cod=352"&gt;Méria kze k bo tem"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rtc.cv/tcv/index.php?paginas=36&amp;amp;id_cod=352"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;, uma melodia que, com muito humor,&amp;nbsp;faz-nos viajar pelas profundezas da ILHA e mergulhar nas ricas tradições e crenças que outrora guiavam o seu povo. Quão famosa ficou essa música&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;e tantos outros do grupo &lt;b&gt;Porto Grande&lt;/b&gt;!&amp;nbsp;Pena que o conjunto não tivesse gravado um único disco. Mas o seu trabalho foi decisivo para resgatar a cultura santantonense, como um dia reconhecemos &lt;a href="http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2007_07_09_archive.html#3411808984912016556"&gt;neste artigo.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19424713-6766614547457329876?l=sinta10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/feeds/6766614547457329876/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19424713&amp;postID=6766614547457329876' title='13 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/6766614547457329876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/6766614547457329876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2010/03/meria-kze-ke-bo-tem.html' title='Méria k&apos;zê ke bo tem'/><author><name>Benvindo Chantre Neves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13709041670741119479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TTFa2snlpVI/AAAAAAAABgo/YGEdeOhFob8/S220/PICT0123z.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/S7I09m77GbI/AAAAAAAABM4/BPkHsrV1djU/s72-c/Untitled-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19424713.post-8645652795806060507</id><published>2010-03-29T09:17:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T09:23:29.593-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Chuva Braba na Assembleia Nacional</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Neste sábado, dia da mulher cabo-verdiana, o grupo teatral &lt;b&gt;Juventude em Marcha&lt;/b&gt;, apresentou pela 2ª vez na Praia a mais recente encenação: a peça &lt;a href="http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2009_09_21_archive.html#8980843785699106921"&gt;Chuva Braba.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;O espectáculo aconteceu na ressaca de mais um aniversário do grupo. Este ano, a passagem das 26 velinhas, foi assinalada em estreita colaboração com a Câmara Municipal da Praia. O público soube acolher, uma vez mais, o grupo. A noite foi bastante agradável, com sala cheia e aquela gargalhada de sempre. Sinta10 esteve lá e registou alguns momentos da peça. Ei-los&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/S7Ci-hoI_WI/AAAAAAAABLE/cwjQYIA8NeE/s1600/IMG_2541.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/S7Ci-hoI_WI/AAAAAAAABLE/cwjQYIA8NeE/s320/IMG_2541.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/S7CjXnZm4fI/AAAAAAAABLU/JoIM944tHMc/s1600/IMG_2553.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/S7CjXnZm4fI/AAAAAAAABLU/JoIM944tHMc/s320/IMG_2553.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/S7Cjf1HPxFI/AAAAAAAABLc/JVfSLTo1LTs/s1600/IMG_2556.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/S7Cjf1HPxFI/AAAAAAAABLc/JVfSLTo1LTs/s320/IMG_2556.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/S6uSaETIUII/AAAAAAAABKc/r4x-8mcpm9o/s1600/JemMSal07_16.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="307" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/S6uSaETIUII/AAAAAAAABKc/r4x-8mcpm9o/s400/JemMSal07_16.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;26 óne e'n nê 26 dia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Parabéns ao grupo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Foto: &lt;/b&gt;arquivo do grupo&lt;a href="http://www.jemarcha.cv/index.htm"&gt; (aqui)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19424713-8700505383747657046?l=sinta10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/feeds/8700505383747657046/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19424713&amp;postID=8700505383747657046' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/8700505383747657046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/8700505383747657046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2010/03/juventude-em-marcha.html' title='Juventude em Marcha'/><author><name>Benvindo Chantre Neves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13709041670741119479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TTFa2snlpVI/AAAAAAAABgo/YGEdeOhFob8/S220/PICT0123z.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/S6uSaETIUII/AAAAAAAABKc/r4x-8mcpm9o/s72-c/JemMSal07_16.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19424713.post-2247121401758165157</id><published>2010-03-24T13:12:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T11:36:11.185-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Água(r)dente</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/S6o7Y9k4NII/AAAAAAAABKE/Xofl6OPSXEQ/s1600/12.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/S6o7Y9k4NII/AAAAAAAABKE/Xofl6OPSXEQ/s400/12.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;No início desta semana comemorou-se o Dia Mundial da Água e o lema para este ano girou em torno da "qualidade versus quantidade".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Em Cabo Verde o INGRH aproveitou a efeméride para debater,&amp;nbsp;numa jornada de reflexão,&amp;nbsp;a "Água limpa para um Mundo Saudável". Foi então que se despoletou a questão da qualidade da água que é consumida na Ilha Brava. Às antenas da RCV o presidente de INGRH, António Borges, disse que "a&amp;nbsp;água consumida pela população da ilha da Brava possui mais de 400 por cento(!) de flúor do que recomendado pelas normas internacionais, que estipulam como nível normal 1,5 miligrama por litro. Na ilha das Flores o teor de flúor na água para o consumo humano é de sete miligramas por litro"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Finalmente, o problema parece ter saído do isolamento (uma das palavra mais usadas na Brava) para entrar na ordem do dia. &amp;nbsp;Agora é o Delegado de Saúde da Ilha das Flores quem veio dizer que "o excesso de flúor na água distribuída na ilha da Brava é uma caso de saúde pública", um problema que, para além da vertente estética relacionada com manchas nos dentes, contribui também para a degradação do esmalte.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;É verdade, certamente todos os cabo-verdianos devem saber da existência de uma marca distintiva das gentes da Brava: os dentes amarelecidos e bastante degradados por causa de uma certa água. Mas este problema, de saúde pública, já agora, não afecta somente os bravenses. Em algumas localidades do Norte da Boavista &lt;a href="http://cabrers.blogspot.com/2008/10/o-regresso-do-cabrersblogspotcom.html"&gt;(ver aqui)&lt;/a&gt; acontece o mesmo e também em algumas zonas de Santo Antão. Aliás, eis a razão por que trouxe o assunto para este blog.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Quem visitar, ou conhecer os naturais de Monte Trigo, por exemplo, sabem que quase todos os habitantes têm os dentes amarelecidos e definhados por causa da água da zona. Gente bonita e simpática que acaba por retrair um sorriso que por natureza devia ser fácil e espontânea.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Muitas são as zonas de Santo Antão onde a água tem componentes como fluor, sódio e outros em alta dose. São os casos, por exemplo, da água do furo de Horta Grande, em Ribeira da Torre ou a nascente de &lt;a href="http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2008_09_17_archive.html#7905154236812078647"&gt;Estritin,&lt;/a&gt; em Caibros (foto). Um tema que poderá ser alvo de estudos aprofundados.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Arial Narrow';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Foto: nascente em Caibros. Por BCN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&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/19424713-2247121401758165157?l=sinta10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/feeds/2247121401758165157/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19424713&amp;postID=2247121401758165157' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/2247121401758165157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/2247121401758165157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2010/03/aguardente.html' title='Água(r)dente'/><author><name>Benvindo Chantre Neves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13709041670741119479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TTFa2snlpVI/AAAAAAAABgo/YGEdeOhFob8/S220/PICT0123z.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/S6o7Y9k4NII/AAAAAAAABKE/Xofl6OPSXEQ/s72-c/12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19424713.post-6998501348616207072</id><published>2010-03-23T06:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T06:20:10.618-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Museu</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/S6iSIcJlP5I/AAAAAAAABJ8/YVBEJhw2FvU/s1600-h/2023315.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/S6iSIcJlP5I/AAAAAAAABJ8/YVBEJhw2FvU/s400/2023315.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;"Os currais de trapiche tradicionais existentes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:personname productid="em Santo Antão" w:st="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;em Santo Antão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:personname&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; devem ser transformados em museus, por serem uma referência para a ilha.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;A sugestão foi feita, domingo, pelo presidente da Câmara Municipal do Porto Novo, Amadeu Cruz, durante o Segundo Capítulo da Confraria do Grogue de Santo Antão, que teve lugar na cidade do Porto Novo. Amadeu Cruz, que é presidente da Associação dos Municípios de Santo Antão (AMANSA), considerou que os currais de trapiche tradicionais de Santo Antão podem ser uma importante oferta turística da Ilha das Montanhas e deu como exemplo o trapiche do proprietário Ildo Benrós, no Paul, muito visitado por turistas.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;O referido trapiche, já com cerca de quatro séculos de existência (400 anos), é um dos mais antigos de Cabo Verde e recebe constantemente visitas de muitos turistas que se deslocam à ilha.&amp;nbsp;Apesar da idade, o trapiche continua ainda a funcionar, segundo o proprietário.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;O autarca Amadeu Cruz defende a necessidade de se avançar com o projecto de criação do Instituto do Grogue de Santo Antão e garantiu que a AMANSA está a trabalhar no sentido da padronização da produção do grogue de Santo Antão"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fonte: &lt;a href="http://www.inforpress.publ.cv/"&gt;Inforpress&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Foto&lt;/b&gt;: &lt;b&gt;Olhares&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/goog_1269338577987"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://br.olhares.com/grogue___sto_antao___cabo_verde_i_foto2023315.html"&gt;(aqui)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19424713-6998501348616207072?l=sinta10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/feeds/6998501348616207072/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19424713&amp;postID=6998501348616207072' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/6998501348616207072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/6998501348616207072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2010/03/museu.html' title='Museu'/><author><name>Benvindo Chantre Neves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13709041670741119479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TTFa2snlpVI/AAAAAAAABgo/YGEdeOhFob8/S220/PICT0123z.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/S6iSIcJlP5I/AAAAAAAABJ8/YVBEJhw2FvU/s72-c/2023315.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19424713.post-2250666199029374761</id><published>2010-03-17T06:38:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T05:56:15.758-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Figuras da Ilha</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Péd K'Sóróla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/S6CvzS6IQoI/AAAAAAAABJ0/pskHPrAE5yA/s1600-h/IMG_0632.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/S6CvzS6IQoI/AAAAAAAABJ0/pskHPrAE5yA/s400/IMG_0632.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ribeirinha de Jorge, uma das zonas do vale da Ribeira da Torre, é &amp;nbsp;um lugarejo fértil em pirraças. Arrisco-me até a dizer que deve ser das zonas da ilha com mais "figuras" por metro quadrado.&amp;nbsp;Péd K'sórola é um deles. Amante do seu &lt;i&gt;kékin&lt;/i&gt; e do &lt;i&gt;cancan&lt;/i&gt;, chegou a dizer um dia que iria dixar de beber&amp;nbsp;ponche&amp;nbsp;porque essa bebida &lt;i&gt;tava estód te feze'l kustipód&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Mas, não é disso que vou falar, até porque cedo Péd pôde se aperceber de que não era esse derivado de "água de cana" que lhe causava constipação, mas sim o uso excessivo de &lt;i&gt;tóbók puído.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Pois bem, Péd gosta das telenovelas, mas como é muito crítico, vê cada episódio sempre a comentar, o que as vezes irrita aqueles que estão por perto e que normalmente tendem a ficar&amp;nbsp;hipnotizados ao passar de cada cena. Certo dia, Péd K'sorola ouve o anúncio de que a próxima telenovela da noite na Televisão Nacional passaria ser "Anjo Mau".&amp;nbsp;Na sua qualidade de crítico, Péd ficou muito&amp;nbsp;desiludido e, com cara de poucos amigos, barafustou:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;- "Anjo Mau? Aaaanjo mau? Bsot é mut palhaço, condê q'ónje foi móu??? Mi'n séb ukiê que bsot tem ne kébeça! Antes era "Suave Veneno" (condê que veneno foi suave??), agora é "Anjo Mau". Ammm, bsot é mut palhaço!!!"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/S6CvjqyfnII/AAAAAAAABJs/Espi-tQuUHA/s1600-h/IMG_0554.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/S6CvjqyfnII/AAAAAAAABJs/Espi-tQuUHA/s400/IMG_0554.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fotos: BCN&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19424713-2250666199029374761?l=sinta10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/feeds/2250666199029374761/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19424713&amp;postID=2250666199029374761' title='10 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/2250666199029374761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/2250666199029374761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2010/03/figuras-da-ilha.html' title='Figuras da Ilha'/><author><name>Benvindo Chantre Neves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13709041670741119479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TTFa2snlpVI/AAAAAAAABgo/YGEdeOhFob8/S220/PICT0123z.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/S6CvzS6IQoI/AAAAAAAABJ0/pskHPrAE5yA/s72-c/IMG_0632.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19424713.post-7033115136438023357</id><published>2010-03-04T13:49:00.266-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T05:47:33.316-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Arlindo Évora sobre o novo CD do "Cordas do Sol":</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/S5EGuuY_nmI/AAAAAAAABJM/V7BFagFe4r4/s1600-h/arlindo.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/S5EGuuY_nmI/AAAAAAAABJM/V7BFagFe4r4/s200/arlindo.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Tentámos evoluir, mas conservando aquilo que constitui a nossa linha original"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Depois de algum tempo "hibernado", o grupo "Cordas do Sol" voltou, &amp;nbsp;em Dezembro último, com um novo CD &amp;nbsp;- &amp;nbsp;"Lume de Lenha". O Disco, com 13 faixas, revela-nos um Cordas do Sol inovador, com um pendor mais universal e engajado com as questões sociais.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Nesta entrevista, Arlindo Évora, líder do grupo, transporta-nos para o calor e os segredos do "Lume de lenha": explica o significado de algumas composições, fala das mexidas registadas no grupo e abre o jogo sobre a pausa que antecedeu este novo trabalho.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Esta entrevista é a transcrição de uma conversa que Arlindo Évora manteve com a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rtc.cv/rcvmais/index.php"&gt;&lt;b&gt;RCV&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;, em Janeiro, aquando da passagem do grupo pela Cidade da Praia, onde esteve a apresentar o novo CD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #ea9999;"&gt;Entrevista conduzida por: Gil Noro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #ea9999;"&gt;Tradução/transcrição: Benvindo Neves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Para começar, falemos das mensagens contidas neste novo CD. O que traz de novo este "lume de lenha"?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Arriscámos trazer um disco com o máximo de conteúdo possível. Tendo em conta o novo panorama musical, onde há muita oferta, corre-se o risco de ser apenas mais um música a sair. Então, quisemos investir bastante no conteúdo. Trouxemos mensagens sobre assuntos mais universais, que vão desde a problemática dos direitos da criança, passando pelo problema da droga, o acesso &amp;nbsp;ou a própria protecção dos que já estão dependentes; homenageamos a mãe, mostramos o amor que ela nos dá, quisemos mostrar que é possível criar todos os filhos sem muitos recuros materiais, basta ter amor, educação carinho e protecção. Trouxemos também uma mensagem mais forte de carácter mais continental, que é a liberdade de expressão; o direito ao conhecimento, o não ao analfabetismo, mas também fizemos a nossa recolha das tradições orais de Santo Antão. Por exemplo a célebre forma de cumprimentar de antigamente (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;cumpéd lovód nosse senhor, kmenê k'ocê está);&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;homenageamos também os pescadores, a própria mulher cabo-verdiana (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;ondê ke tem um cabo-verdiana, tem mut m'nino ne quintal ta gritá n'algazarra);&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;abordamos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;o próprio homem da pedra, que trabalha com a pedra &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;(ondê ke tem um pedrêr, tem um casa de palha e tem um sobród);&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; a própria forma de cozinhar; os pescadores (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;ondê ke tem um pescador tem um cavala sék pa assá na brasa);&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;enfim... são muitas mensagens que nos transportam para uma paisagem tipicamente cabo-verdiana.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;E a nível sonoro, que novidades trouxeram?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Tentámos evoluir, mas conservando aquilo que constitui a nossa linha original. Introduzimos mais percussão, introduzimos bateria para fazer um acasalamento entre "djambe" e os outros elementos da percussão. Acrescentámos mais uma guitarra - a guitarra base para dar mais &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;power&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;e introduzimos uma voz feminina que veio embelezar mais a composição vocal. Deixamos de ter 4 vozes para passarmos a ter uma performance de 6. Como sabe, Cordas do Sol tem uma marca na forma como confere muita "cor" às&amp;nbsp;canções. Temos um estilo próprio mas numa das músicas fugimos um bocadinho para beber nos ritmos Afro. Não se trata de uma morna nem de uma coladeira,&amp;nbsp;mas também não é reggae, é uma mistura de ritmos, como um estilo mais afro, até porque nessa música homenageamos a&amp;nbsp;Mamãe&amp;nbsp;África.&amp;nbsp;Temos também outras fusões em termos de géneros: &amp;nbsp;procuramos fazer uma fusão do Kolá San Jon com o Batuque, numa tentativa de aproximação à universalidade dos géneros musicais de Cabo Verde. Entretanto, não esquecemos do&amp;nbsp;próprio&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;San Jon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; típico de Santo Antão; temos a coladeira; fomos buscar também um bocadinho de samba... Como vê, este é um CD onde trabalhamos bastante, desde o género, a temática, os estilos, os instrumentos, buscamos inovação, enfim fizemos um trabalho que pensamos que o público entenderá rapidamente aquilo que quisemos trazer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;E porque escolheram o nome "Lume de Lenha" para este novo Disco?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Fomos inspirar num tema que já existe e que é "lume de lenha". Mas, neste CD, o título tem um simbolismo: como tivemos muito tempo parado, muita gente pensou que tivéssemos desaparecido. Em Santo Antão, toda a comida que é cozida sobre a lenha dizemos que tem outo sabor.&amp;nbsp; Sabemos também que&amp;nbsp; demora um pouco mais a ficar pronta, mas, em compensação, tem outro sabor. Por isso, este CD, o seu conteúdo, o próprio projecto ganhou o nome de "Lume de lenha". É como se fosse um prato muito especial, íntimo, rústico, algo muito próprio que estaríamos a oferecer à Nação.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Porque é que estiveram tanto tempo parado?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Muita gente não entendeu essa paragem. Mas, para nós, tratou-se de uma paragem estratégica. Qualquer grupo enfrenta os seus problemas, evolui-se de uma forma, mas surgem também outros conflitos. Pode haver conflitos internos, mas também surgem problemas ligados ao prórpio processo de criação, pode registar aquilo que eu chamaria uma “paralização criativa”. Deste modo, torna-se necessário parar, inspirar-se para depois podermos renovar. Mas também tínhamos os projectos pessoais. Muitos viajaram para o estrangeiro e alguns quiseram ficar por lá. Enquanto isso, fomos trabalhando nos bastidores, trabalhar as composições, pensar naquilo que poderia ser feito. Durante esse tempo de meditação, aqueles que voltaram reintegraram o grupo. Mas houve necessidade de colmatar a lacuna deixada por aqueles que não regressaram. Nesse sentido, começamos a “namorar” um grupo de jovens, prepará-los para poderem criar o cordão umbilical que pudesse ligá-los ao Cordas do Sol. Digo isso porque Cordas do Sol é um grupo onde&amp;nbsp; as composições são muito íntimas, em termos de interacção entre os seus membros. Então, durante cerca de um ano estiveram a trabalhar, conhecer as nossas técnicas, aprender a gostar das músicas até entranhar nelas. E hoje demostram essa aprendizagem no projecto Lume de Lenha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Qual foi a altura em que&amp;nbsp;vocês&amp;nbsp;acharam que tinha chegado a hora de gravar o terceiro disco?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Tínhamos muita pressão, muita gente nos perguntava se afinal não íamos continuar. Houve inclusive quem tivesse dito que Cordas do Sol havia desaparecido. Mas nós sabíamos que não.&amp;nbsp;Estávamos&amp;nbsp;a trabalhar as composições &lt;i&gt;tud dbóx d’ômon&lt;/i&gt;. Depois, quando achámos que já estavam reunidas todas as condições para regressarmos, anunciámo-lo. Lembro-me que foi numa entrevista, em Novembro de 2008. Na altura anunciámos que o nosso regresso seria em junho e que a nossa nova temporada propriamente dita arrancaria com o lançamento de um novo CD, em dezembro. Conseguimos cumprir&amp;nbsp; a agenda precisamente um ano depois do anúncio e isso deixou-nos satisfeitos. Foi com muito trabalho, muita dedicação, porque tínhamos que evoluir. Como costumo dizer, não basta fazer duas notas para dizer que já tocamos, ou então não basta termos intenção de cantar para dizer que já somos cantores. Por isso tivemos que dedicar bastante, ler muito para que&amp;nbsp;pudéssemos,&amp;nbsp;de facto, evoluir. É que, estando na música, tens que encará-la como uma outra profissão qualquer que exige dedicação, muita pesquisa, já que tens que ter em conta que&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;uvid de gente e’n ne tchkêr&lt;/i&gt;. As pessoas querem ouvir algo com qualidade. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;E em todo esse trabalho, quais foram as principais dificuldades encontradas?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Veja, já não somos mais aquele grupo de amigos de uma mesma localidade, onde basta uma assobiadela para todos se juntarem no pátio da casa de um amigo. Os elementos agora estão dispersos. Uns estão no Paul, outros em Porto Novo ou São Vicente. Juntar os elementos&amp;nbsp; implica muitos custos, que vão desde as passagens, o alojamento... sabe, a parte logista é muitas vezes complicada. Havia necessidade de fazer ensaios intensivos e metódicos. Por iso essa foi a parte mais difícil! Só que todos estavam muito motivados, todos viram que afinal o projecto não era nenhum &lt;i&gt;bluff&lt;/i&gt;, havia muita espectativa, muita gente a espera. Isso também motivou-nos mais e conseguimos ultrapassar as barreiras para concluirmos o projecto e hoje temos no mercado o CD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Neste novo disco há uma música que se chama "Sôrron Rensód". Porquê "sôrron rensód?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sôrron&lt;/i&gt; é uma espécie de mala feita de pele de cabra. Antigamente era usado para transportar mantimentos. Um indivíduo saía para a faina e levava dentro do &lt;i&gt;sorron&lt;/i&gt; o seu farnel, a sua marmita de comida... Mas também, se fosse à vila, no regresso ao campo era aí que trazia as encomendas: - guloseimas, &lt;i&gt;sucrinhas&lt;/i&gt;, &amp;nbsp;pão, bolacha, coisas que não existiam no campo. Então, num &lt;i&gt;sôrron&lt;/i&gt; havia sempre uma coisa boa, &lt;i&gt;um cusinha sabe&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;de manha&lt;/i&gt;. Se uma criança via uma pessoa com o seu &lt;i&gt;sôrron&lt;/i&gt; pensava logo que havia algo de bom dentro: uma bolacha, um &lt;i&gt;drops&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;um cosa de manha&lt;/i&gt;, enfim o &lt;i&gt;sôrron&lt;/i&gt; era visto sempre como algo de muito bom. Por analogia, em Santo Antão ficou um dito: normalmente quando temos um grande amor, e por uma razão qualquer contrária à nossa vontade, houve uma separação, se depois de algum tempo voltarmos a encontrar dizem: &lt;i&gt;Uhmmm, bsot cuidód kê sôrron ke já carregá tucin, se sol da na ele el te revê!!&lt;/i&gt;. Portanto, nessa música&amp;nbsp; homenageamos algumas pessoas de bem, que fizeram algo de bom no nosso meio. Como na música referimos os nomes dessas pessoas, então ficam metidas dentro desse &lt;i&gt;sôrron&lt;/i&gt;. É que quando vemos um &lt;i&gt;sôrron&lt;/i&gt;, lembramos de algo positivo. Daí esse título simbólico &lt;i&gt;"sorron rensód".&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Dá para ver que vocês andam pela sociedade santantonense, ou mesmo mindelense, à cata de situações do quaotidiano para fazem as músicas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;É isso... temos bastante trabalho de pesquisa e reflectimos bastante o nosso quotidiano. Cada música que fazemos tem que encerrar uma história, um significado.&amp;nbsp; Mas também procuramos resumir sempre as nossas hstórias. Cada poesia que escrevemos requer uma filtragem, para não dispersarmos muito daquilo que queremos transmitir. Temos a preocupação de dar às pessoas a oportunidade de acompanharem aquilo que estamos a dizer, sem fugir muito. Não podemos ter uma letra muito cansativa. Posso dizer que temos tido muita sorte de, em poucas palavras, em poucos versos, dizer aquilo que queremos e a mensagem passa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Que projectos para este novo disco?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Bem como qualquer disco, a primeira espectativa é o lançamento, promoção e venda. Começamos na Cidade da Praia. Usamos o auditório nacional como rampa de lançamento. Aproveitamos para agradecer toda a mobilização dos nossos parceiros e a adesão em massa do público&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Estavam a espera da lotação esgotada para o espectáculo no Auditório Nacional, na Praia?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Antes de mais, devo dizer que ter lotação esgotada no momento do lançamento de qualquer projecto parece-me ser o sonho de qualquer artista. Mas devo dizer que isso foi também graças à todo um trabalho de promoção e divulgação, feito pela rádio, pelas televisões, pelos jornais, amigos, etc. Sem essa promoção creio que não conseguiríamos ter esse registo. Fizemos a nossa parte, mas sem a colaboração dos órgãos de comunicação social, não conseguiríamos. Mas, sinceramente, tínhamos algumas dúvidas. Sabemos que em Santiago há uma grande paixão pelo Cordas do Sol e nós também temos muito carinho para com a ilha, mas a questão dos espectáculos as vezes é um bocado relativo. Algo poderia correr mal, mas tudo correu bem e estamos satisfeitos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;E depois da Cidade da Praia, qual é o próximo passo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Vamos preparar a montagem de um concerto em São Vicente, que é também um grande centro para nós. Vamos prepar também 3 concertos para Santo Antão (Porto Novo, Ribeira Grande e Paul) todos devem acontecer numa mesma semana.&amp;nbsp;Depois temos um lançamento na ilha do Sal. Neste mês de Março vamos à Portugal, segue depois Paris, e outros.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Que mensagem deixa para quem gosta do grupo Cordas do Sol?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Temos dito que nós não estamos a vender o CD. Estamos, sim, a fazer uma troca. Oferecemos o disco e o público colabora com a sua edição. Portanto, pedimos a todos para comprarem o CD para ouvir ou então oferecer. Mesmo que já o tenham no computador ou num MP3,&amp;nbsp; não faz mal, são meios que temos que utilizar, mas que não nos impedem de comprar o CD. Despender 1300&amp;nbsp; ou 1500 escudos no trabalho não é nada.&amp;nbsp; É como se um amigo tivesse encontrado o grupo e para comemorar o regresso, decidisse pagar uma cerveja. Somos 8 elementos, mais o amigo já seriam 9 cervejas, o que dária 900 escudos. Ora, normalmente, não se bebe uma única cerveja e, em Santo Antão, costuma-se dizer que não se anda com apenas um pé. Volta-se então a pedir mais 9 cervejas para o grupo e já foram 1800 escudos. Então, comprar o CD seria exactamente como pagar duas cervejas ao grupo, sem contar que ganhaste por não ter usado alcool. Acabaste sim, por comemorar de forma saudável e ainda ganhaste o direito de reivindicar outros trabalhos, uma forma do Cordas do Sol continuar a fazer um bom trabalho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;E ja agora, Cordas do Sol tem sido vítima de pirataria?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Nao, quanto a isso não temos razão de queixa. Fazemos questão de dizer isso. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Isso deve-se ao carácter tradicional do vosso trabalho?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Acho que sim, mas veja, o CD chega e esgota. Há pessoas que dizem: "eu não consegui arranjar o CD". E quando digo que não faz mal e que podem copiá-lo, elas retorquem: "não, eu quero o original, não quero cópia". Isso é interessante, consegues ver o carinho das pessoas, é algo de tão especial que faz com que não tenhamos receio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Mas antes de terminar não poderia deixar de mandar um abraço às velhas guardas que não conseguiram participar neste projecto, como é o caso, por exemplo, do Djudjuck e outros. Sei que no fundo existe a ideia de que Cordas do Sol ficou com poucos elementos, mas não é verdade. Em princípio, saída mesmo foi apenas a do Djudjuck. Ele ficou nos EUA, casou, uma portuguesa tomou conta dele (risos). Mas ele está bem e consideramo-lo com sendo ainda do Cordas do Sol. É pena não termos contado com o seu contributo, sentimos a falta do seu companheirismo, mas, como sabe, a regra diz que quem não treina não joga. De todo o modo, estamos satisfeitos. A nível técnico temos o Bruce que presta todo aquele suporte técnico. Enfim, houve saídas e entradas, os grupos são dinâmicos e é assim que vamos continuar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&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/19424713-7033115136438023357?l=sinta10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/feeds/7033115136438023357/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19424713&amp;postID=7033115136438023357' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/7033115136438023357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/7033115136438023357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2010/03/entrevista-com-arlindo-evora.html' title='Arlindo Évora sobre o novo CD do &quot;Cordas do Sol&quot;:'/><author><name>Benvindo Chantre Neves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13709041670741119479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TTFa2snlpVI/AAAAAAAABgo/YGEdeOhFob8/S220/PICT0123z.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/S5EGuuY_nmI/AAAAAAAABJM/V7BFagFe4r4/s72-c/arlindo.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19424713.post-6185776149947549431</id><published>2010-02-23T08:43:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T12:41:38.503-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Um aeroporto no fundo do...  Horizonte</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/S4VWnN_Ue4I/AAAAAAAABI0/LNnTC7dDauw/s1600-h/IMG_0974+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="307" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/S4VWnN_Ue4I/AAAAAAAABI0/LNnTC7dDauw/s400/IMG_0974+copy.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Acho sempre divertido o conteúdo&amp;nbsp;dos spots televisivos que ultimamente anunciam a inauguração de uma infra-estrutura em Cabo Verde. Por exemplo, aquando da inauguração da &lt;a href="http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2009_05_09_archive.html"&gt;estrada Porto Novo - Janela&lt;/a&gt; o spot respectivo fazia um &lt;em&gt;tour&lt;/em&gt; pela ilha, para depois terminar em apoteose: &lt;strong&gt;"quem te viu e quem te vê, ó grande ilha!"&lt;/strong&gt; e eu a contrapor em tom jocoso:&lt;strong&gt; "quem te via e quem agora não te vê".&lt;/strong&gt; É que, pela nova estrada, rodovia importantíssima para a ilha, sem dúvidas, não se tem aquela vista maravilhosa que a outra estrada mostra(va) ao visitante.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Mais recentemente, a ilha voltou a ser alvo de mais um daqueles spots, desta vez para anunciar a apresentação do estudo sobre a localização do (novo) aeroporto da ilha (Pois é, o evento mereceu spot e tudo!)&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Novamente,&amp;nbsp;lá se ouvia um texto bem&amp;nbsp;rechonchudo que, depois de vários elementos figurativos textuais e visuais, rematava com um sonoro e bem vistoso PARABÉNS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Parabéns por causa&amp;nbsp;da apresentação do estudo?&amp;nbsp;É o próprio Manuel Inocêncio a admitir que o processo ainda vai demorar bastante. &amp;nbsp;Por isso, ainda é cedo para parabéns &lt;em&gt;(gente e'n de dá&amp;nbsp;fogo antes de festa).&lt;/em&gt; Os mais supersticiosos costumam dizer que dar os parabéns antes da data certa pode trazer coisa ruim. Não vá o aeroporto (projecto) ficar mais algumas dezenas de anos escondido debaixo de papelada. Basta lembrar que, depois do "encerramento temporário" do &lt;a href="http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2007_03_30_archive.html"&gt;Aeródromo Agostinho Neto&lt;/a&gt;,&amp;nbsp;há já&amp;nbsp;uma década que a ilha não vê um &lt;em&gt;aviunzin&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Foto: BCN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19424713-6185776149947549431?l=sinta10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/feeds/6185776149947549431/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19424713&amp;postID=6185776149947549431' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/6185776149947549431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/6185776149947549431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2010/02/uma-luz-no-fundo-do-horizonte.html' title='Um aeroporto no fundo do...  Horizonte'/><author><name>Benvindo Chantre Neves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13709041670741119479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TTFa2snlpVI/AAAAAAAABgo/YGEdeOhFob8/S220/PICT0123z.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/S4VWnN_Ue4I/AAAAAAAABI0/LNnTC7dDauw/s72-c/IMG_0974+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19424713.post-8090840061074483011</id><published>2010-02-19T08:35:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T09:01:25.380-04:00</updated><title type='text'>O vale, o verde e a (falta de) estrada III</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/S36H7tFaVRI/AAAAAAAABIM/gxyJj20EoUM/s1600-h/IMG_0562.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/S36H7tFaVRI/AAAAAAAABIM/gxyJj20EoUM/s400/IMG_0562.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://asemana.publ.cv/spip.php?article50107&amp;amp;ak=1"&gt;Esta notícia&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;reavivou a minha apetência para ser, as vezes, tão fastento, ou melhor, i&lt;i&gt;nguniód&lt;/i&gt; ou &lt;i&gt;peterrnênte&lt;/i&gt;, como queira, para estar a escrever sempre sobre determinados assuntos. Ribeira da Torre, neste caso. Esta é, pelo menos, a terceira vez que eu trago este assunto para o Sinta10. Primeiro foi &lt;a href="http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2006_07_18_archive.html#115322771268857812"&gt;aqui&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;e mais tarde&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2009_07_15_archive.html"&gt;aqui&lt;/a&gt;…hiihih.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Mas só quem conhece as potencialidades do vale, um dos maiores celeiros da ilha, entende a angústia da sua gente em ainda não ter uma estrada decente. Sim, sim, sim… as obras para a construção da estrada de penetração do vale já começaram, sei. Mas, não é com o começo das obras que o pessoal deixa de sofrer as consequências da falta de estrada, é só quando a infra-estrutura estiver prontinha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sabe uma coisa, caro leitor, vou parar de&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt; gungar&lt;/i&gt; e cunvdób pe deliciá exe foto:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/S356Ah1lVdI/AAAAAAAABH8/v1Lmtv-vVnM/s1600-h/IMG_0606.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/S356Ah1lVdI/AAAAAAAABH8/v1Lmtv-vVnM/s400/IMG_0606.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/S3569q_c1ZI/AAAAAAAABIE/9_fk70bOZLc/s1600-h/IMG_0607.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/S3569q_c1ZI/AAAAAAAABIE/9_fk70bOZLc/s400/IMG_0607.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/S354xlSOCGI/AAAAAAAABH0/wfnfjFNNBuU/s1600-h/IMG_0589.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/S354xlSOCGI/AAAAAAAABH0/wfnfjFNNBuU/s400/IMG_0589.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/S35zJMf-jXI/AAAAAAAABHk/xJ_oUL2lq9U/s1600-h/IMG_0584.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/S35zJMf-jXI/AAAAAAAABHk/xJ_oUL2lq9U/s400/IMG_0584.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/S35zXIFhxwI/AAAAAAAABHs/D9Q_pWPlyW4/s1600-h/IMG_0585.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/S35zXIFhxwI/AAAAAAAABHs/D9Q_pWPlyW4/s400/IMG_0585.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;NB&lt;/b&gt;: Sempre que, na Praia, sou obrigado a comer, por preço de ouro, uma bananinha, daquelas que fazem lembrar “menino nascido na fraqueza de lua”, como diria Baltazar Lopes, lembro-me do vale, onde as bananas são gordas e luzídias. Hah milpés! Foi preciso quase 3 décadas para hoje virem “descobrir” que "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A eliminação do milpés em alguns tubérculos através de imersão em água a temperatura ambiente por um período de 20 minutos mostrou uma eficácia de 100%...&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;".&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Apetece-me gritar bem alto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;EUREKAAAAAAA!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Verdana; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Verdana; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fotos: BCN&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19424713-8090840061074483011?l=sinta10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/feeds/8090840061074483011/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19424713&amp;postID=8090840061074483011' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/8090840061074483011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/8090840061074483011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2010/02/o-vale-o-verde-e-falta-de-estrada-iii.html' title='O vale, o verde e a (falta de) estrada III'/><author><name>Benvindo Chantre Neves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13709041670741119479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TTFa2snlpVI/AAAAAAAABgo/YGEdeOhFob8/S220/PICT0123z.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/S36H7tFaVRI/AAAAAAAABIM/gxyJj20EoUM/s72-c/IMG_0562.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19424713.post-969587672682424497</id><published>2010-01-30T08:07:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T13:26:14.965-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dia de mut...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/S2QgmspSWKI/AAAAAAAABHc/GSP1Ukop-sk/s1600/1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="cssfloat: left; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/S2QgmspSWKI/AAAAAAAABHc/GSP1Ukop-sk/s400/1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Com a ida do navio "Mar d'Canal" para a doca, viajar de e para Santo Antão tem-se revelado nestes dias uma autêntica dor de cabeça. Se mesmo com o Mar d'Canal e o Ribeira de Paul juntos, as vezes a coisa não é tão folgada, imaginemos agora com centenas de pessoas a dependerem do velhinho Ribeira de Paul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Costuma-se dizer na ilha que "&lt;i&gt;dia de mut é véspera de nada". &lt;/i&gt;Pois bem, há relativamente pouco tempo, quando a Moura Company se tinha intrometido na área com um dos seus catamarãs, &amp;nbsp;vangloriava-me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2008_01_05_archive.html#7863381919067283924"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;aqui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt; com a reanata dos navios no canal. Só que a embarcação não teve estômago para o canal e depressa abandonou a corrida, desaparecendo de cena que &lt;em&gt;nem lume de paia de bnênera, ne dia de vento!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Agora é a vez do Mar d'Canal ir, uma vez mais, à doca, deixando a população dependente de um naviozinho velho, desconfortável e com muitas limitações á nível do transporte de cargas. E como a ocasião não faz apenas o ladrão, faz também o negócio, a venda de bilhetes de passagem no mercado negro é que está a dar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Dá para imaginar o fluxo de passageiros e carga de e para Santo Antão a depender exclusivamente de um &lt;i&gt;bérkin&lt;/i&gt; como Ribeira de Paul?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;foto: BCN&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;img height="76" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/S2QgmspSWKI/AAAAAAAABHc/GSP1Ukop-sk/s400/1.jpg" style="filter: alpha(opacity=30); left: 223px; mozopacity: 0.3; opacity: 0.3; position: absolute; top: 39px;" width="96" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19424713-969587672682424497?l=sinta10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/feeds/969587672682424497/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19424713&amp;postID=969587672682424497' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/969587672682424497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/969587672682424497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2010/01/dia-de.html' title='Dia de mut...'/><author><name>Benvindo Chantre Neves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13709041670741119479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TTFa2snlpVI/AAAAAAAABgo/YGEdeOhFob8/S220/PICT0123z.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/S2QgmspSWKI/AAAAAAAABHc/GSP1Ukop-sk/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19424713.post-7153298987918930502</id><published>2010-01-26T11:18:00.015-04:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T06:32:49.626-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cordas do Sol na Praia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Lume de Lenha e kentura no Auditório Nacional&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/S2GCNfQzsOI/AAAAAAAABGs/BkNAg3eoCMw/s1600-h/IMG_2232.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/S2GCNfQzsOI/AAAAAAAABGs/BkNAg3eoCMw/s400/IMG_2232.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: #cc0000; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; color: black; white-space: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Os 3&amp;nbsp;últimos&amp;nbsp;posts publicados aqui no Sinta10 foram macabros. Mas este não é, definitivamente, o tom deste blogue, a nossa música é outra. E por falar em música, vamos lá dar um safanão no tom fúnebre dos últimos textos e falar do espectáculo do Cordas do Sol no último fim-de-semana, na Praia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Antes de mais, o espectáculo estava marcado para as 22 horas, começou exactamente a hora marcada e já com sala cheia! Isso tem alguma coisa de especial? Sim, claro que tem, se se levarmos em conta o nosso hábito, bem cabo-verdiano, de começar a chegar aos eventos uma hora depois...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Vamos agora ao que interessa: o espectáculo foi maravilhoso, houve muita&amp;nbsp;interacção&amp;nbsp;entre o público e o grupo, muita&amp;nbsp;descontracção, sobretudo devido ao grande sentido de humor de um dos elementos do grupo, o Arlindo Évora. O show fez-nos viajar pelo Santo Antão profundo, revisitar o quotidiano da ilha, &amp;nbsp;entranhar em cada vale ou &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;selada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; e sentir o "rumor das coisas simples da minha terra", parafraseando o grande poeta Jorge Barbosa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Cada música, cada melodia &amp;nbsp;nos transportava para uma ponta da ilha: com &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Zéka Brônke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; senti o gosto de um &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Lovód Nome de Deus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;; vi o rosto intrigado das nossas avozinhas a soltar um &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Kréde n'Mstér &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;para depois sentenciar que &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Mund ta um perd'mênt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;; mas também deliciei-me com a imagem de uma panela de &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;catxupa te rolá férva&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;, sob as ordens de um &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;lume dzefnód de lenha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; de mangueira.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Mas, o reportório revistou também os "clássicos" do grupo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Marijoana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; disse presente &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;ke sê Cónhót tervessód nó boca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;É Boi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; fez rodar os trapiches e fez grogue para o tal &lt;b&gt;Kzemênte de R'bera Riba&lt;/b&gt;, embora com queda &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;d'Riba próboxe;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; as &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;FAIMO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; voltaram às ribeiras da ilha, com &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;txmada no ponto e tud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; e &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;nininha fêma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; voltou a não ir pó bói (pelo menos ficou o conselho).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Tudo isso fez com que o Auditório Nacional Jorge Barbosa se transformasse, na noite de sábado, num autêntico enclave de Santo Antão na Praia. Depois de alguma água gelada na fervura, Cordas do Sol voltou com muita lenha na fogueira, o que quer dizer que para os próximos tempos o fumo vai continuar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;r'bokóde.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;O CD é bom, diversificado nos assuntos e nos estilos. A voz bela e forte da Seuzany trouxe outro timbre às melodias, sem dúvida. Só que, na minha opinião, o modo como se apresentou não se encaixou bem ao estilo do grupo. Ou foi mesmo propositado, uma preocupação em aliar a tradição à modernidade? Bem, está na moda!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Por último, não resisto em comparar este &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Lume de lenha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;com os trabalhos anteriores. Sente-se que Cordas do Sol procurou inovar bastante. Saiu do "folclore" estritamente santantonense e projectou um olhar mais global. Pensou nos meninos de rua, no flagelo da droga, na necessidade de libertar a Mamãe África... "suavizou" mais o dialecto santantonense e isso fez com que o grupo tenha aproximado mais do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;buçê&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Portanto, acho que os dois primeiros trabalhos foram mais genuínos, mais terra-terra, enquanto este tem pretensões mais globais. Nada de errado, tudo depende da estratégia ou visão que o grupo tiver traçado. Mas isto não mexe com a qualidade do trabalho. Gostei muito!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/S2QILEcOHSI/AAAAAAAABHU/NaFloJuVgm8/s1600-h/IMG_2234.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/S2QILEcOHSI/AAAAAAAABHU/NaFloJuVgm8/s400/IMG_2234.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/S2QHnBYiR9I/AAAAAAAABHM/Awb-C5Zbp_M/s1600-h/IMG_2222.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/S2QHnBYiR9I/AAAAAAAABHM/Awb-C5Zbp_M/s400/IMG_2222.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/S2QHJifNsZI/AAAAAAAABHE/trlDCee5BXA/s1600-h/IMG_2238.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/S2QHJifNsZI/AAAAAAAABHE/trlDCee5BXA/s400/IMG_2238.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/S2QGu5gZyhI/AAAAAAAABG8/KaVZm1v-Lvc/s1600-h/IMG_2249.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/S2QGu5gZyhI/AAAAAAAABG8/KaVZm1v-Lvc/s400/IMG_2249.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/S2GE1fyweoI/AAAAAAAABG0/y7ciZJpGSpg/s1600/IMG_2248.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/S2GE1fyweoI/AAAAAAAABG0/y7ciZJpGSpg/s400/IMG_2248.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Fotos: BCN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19424713-7153298987918930502?l=sinta10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/feeds/7153298987918930502/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19424713&amp;postID=7153298987918930502' title='10 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/7153298987918930502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/7153298987918930502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2010/01/seguir.html' title='Cordas do Sol na Praia'/><author><name>Benvindo Chantre Neves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13709041670741119479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TTFa2snlpVI/AAAAAAAABgo/YGEdeOhFob8/S220/PICT0123z.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/S2GCNfQzsOI/AAAAAAAABGs/BkNAg3eoCMw/s72-c/IMG_2232.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19424713.post-2007465299494039677</id><published>2010-01-23T06:21:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T05:54:08.126-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Adeus, Luis Romano</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/S16-cBNrbnI/AAAAAAAABGk/h3mmK0sXtMo/s1600-h/romano.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="373" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/S16-cBNrbnI/AAAAAAAABGk/h3mmK0sXtMo/s400/romano.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;O autor de "Famintos", e que nasceu na Ponta do Sol em 1922, deixa este mundo, também ele, nos inícios de 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Há cerca de ano e meio, Sinta10 &amp;nbsp;elegera-o como sendo um dos &lt;a href="http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2008_07_18_archive.html"&gt;vultos da ilha.&lt;/a&gt; Passado algum tempo, chegava a &lt;a href="http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2009_07_08_archive.html#2025185787076805926"&gt;notícia (falsa)&lt;/a&gt; de que ele tinha morrido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dias depois, ouvia-o numa entrevista com Jorge Guimarães, onde, apesar da débil voz trémula, falava com muito sentido de humor, da saudade da sua terra, do grogue que ainda podia "enfiar" um cálice, enfim...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Desta vez, não se trata, infelizmente, de falso alarme: morreu Luis Romano, aos 88 anos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19424713-2007465299494039677?l=sinta10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/feeds/2007465299494039677/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19424713&amp;postID=2007465299494039677' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/2007465299494039677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/2007465299494039677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2010/01/adeus-luis-romano.html' title='Adeus, Luis Romano'/><author><name>Benvindo Chantre Neves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13709041670741119479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TTFa2snlpVI/AAAAAAAABgo/YGEdeOhFob8/S220/PICT0123z.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/S16-cBNrbnI/AAAAAAAABGk/h3mmK0sXtMo/s72-c/romano.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19424713.post-5442155900178302885</id><published>2010-01-15T14:09:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T14:10:57.070-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Vadu e Ribeira Grande: da paixão à tragédia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/S1Cur_mwSDI/AAAAAAAABGc/ypQi7Pyl9_U/s1600-h/Vadu.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/S1Cur_mwSDI/AAAAAAAABGc/ypQi7Pyl9_U/s320/Vadu.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Arial Narrow'; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;O caso de Vadu é mais uma daquelas histórias de paixão que acaba &lt;st1:personname productid="em trag￩dia. Um" w:st="on"&gt;em tragédia. Um&lt;/st1:personname&gt; jovem natural de Santiago, desenvolve uma grande paixão por Ribeira Grande e passa a visitar constantemente a ilha. Cria laços de amizade com as gentes da ilha, sobretudo com jovens das vilas da Ribeira Grande e Ponta do Sol. No campo cultural faz actuações esporádicas no espaço “Lêdera de Séntísssima” um cantinho emblemático das noites de &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Puvoçon&lt;/i&gt;, troca experiências com jovens músicos da ilha e fundem estilos em sessões informais de simples convivência.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Arial Narrow'; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;Nas suas deslocações à ilha, busca nas montanhas, no mar (isso mesmo, no mar) e no groguin, como dizia, a inspiração para algumas das suas melodias. Compõe uma música a exaltar Ribeira Grande e apresenta-a no seu último CD Dixi Rubera. À melodia, deu o nome de &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;“fazen Sabi”&lt;/i&gt; e nela diz que &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;“esse mar, esse rotxa, esse bentu, esse groguin ta faze’n sabi”&lt;/i&gt;. Ainda na mesma música faz referência ao Terreiro, o centro da Vila da ribeira Grande e ponto de encontro da juventude de &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Puvoçon&lt;/i&gt;, &amp;nbsp;o que evidencia a sua perfeita integração no meio local &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;(rapazis na Terêru ta konta storia…)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Arial Narrow'; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;Vadu estava há quase um mês &lt;st1:personname productid="em Santo Ant￣o. Passara" w:st="on"&gt;em Santo Antão. Passara&lt;/st1:personname&gt; a quadra festiva na Ribeira Grande e ia ser o cabeça de cartaz do festival de música integrado nas actividades alusivas à festa do município da Ribeira Grande, que é comemorada à 17 de Janeiro. Nos últimos tempos, por já levar algum tempo na ilha, essa sua preferência por Ribeira Grande era motivo de comentários vários por parte dos ribeiragrandenses que se vangloriavam pelo facto de um artista como Vadu ter migrado da Praia para a pacata Ribeira Grande, que é como quem diz, do centro para a periferia.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Arial Narrow'; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;A paixão pela ilha das montanhas era tanta que Vadu já havia solicitado á Câmara Municipal da Ribeira Grande um terreno para construir uma “casinha” em Ponta do Sol. Foi, alias, o próprio presidente da Câmara, Orlando Delgado, quem revelou isso, numa entrevista à RCV, no dia seguinte ao fatídico acidente.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Arial Narrow'; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;Vadu já era considerado um filho da Ribeira Grande. Não sei como terá nascido essa sua paixão por Santo Antão. Contudo, não deixa de ser curioso o facto de Zezé de Nha Reinalda, tio de Vadu, também nutrir um sentimento especial pela ilha, facto que ficou bem provado nalgumas das suas canções, como por exemplo o tema “&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Santanton”,&lt;/i&gt; do CD “Lugar pa Nos tudu”, uma composição com uma letra maravilhosa, um tributo à ilha que Zezé fez questão de repetir no mais recente disco “Dukumentu”.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Arial Narrow'; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;As rochas e o mar que inspiraram Vadu, que &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;fazel sabi&lt;/i&gt;, acabariam por ser os mesmos que o ceifariam a vida. Quis o destino que o rapazinho do Bairro Craveiro Lopes fosse perder a vida na terra que aos poucos ia adoptando, uma terra que, para lá chegar, ele teve &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;ki salta tudu mar e rotcha tamanhu&lt;/i&gt;, para depois concluir: sabura kin pasa, ka ta da pa konta, Kantu um da rinkada pan bai, um ka rapendi. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Arial Narrow'; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;Foto: &lt;a href="http://cafemargoso.blogspot.com/2010/01/cafe-em-silencio_13.html"&gt;aqui&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19424713-5442155900178302885?l=sinta10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/feeds/5442155900178302885/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19424713&amp;postID=5442155900178302885' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/5442155900178302885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/5442155900178302885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2010/01/vadu-e-ribeira-grande-da-paixao.html' title='Vadu e Ribeira Grande: da paixão à tragédia'/><author><name>Benvindo Chantre Neves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13709041670741119479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TTFa2snlpVI/AAAAAAAABgo/YGEdeOhFob8/S220/PICT0123z.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/S1Cur_mwSDI/AAAAAAAABGc/ypQi7Pyl9_U/s72-c/Vadu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19424713.post-8925164315979623149</id><published>2010-01-13T06:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T06:25:57.875-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Acidente grave em Santo Antão</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/S02dtTRoT8I/AAAAAAAABGM/yGpiPatI5tg/s1600-h/local+acidente+Vadu.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/S02dtTRoT8I/AAAAAAAABGM/yGpiPatI5tg/s400/local+acidente+Vadu.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;O artista Vadu, natural da ilha de Santiago, é tido como uma das vítima de um grave acidente que aconteceu na noite de ontem, terça feira, na estrada Ponta do Sol - Vila Ribeira Grande. O acidente deu-se por volta das 19h20min, na zona de Ribeira dos Órgãos (círculo na foto).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Vadu era o cabeça de cartaz para as festas do município, 17 de Janeiro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/S02fTaoG2XI/AAAAAAAABGU/a4m43pmuu2E/s1600-h/local+acidente+Vadu2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/S02fTaoG2XI/AAAAAAAABGU/a4m43pmuu2E/s400/local+acidente+Vadu2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19424713-8925164315979623149?l=sinta10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/feeds/8925164315979623149/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19424713&amp;postID=8925164315979623149' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/8925164315979623149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/8925164315979623149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2010/01/acidente-grave-em-santo-antao.html' title='Acidente grave em Santo Antão'/><author><name>Benvindo Chantre Neves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13709041670741119479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TTFa2snlpVI/AAAAAAAABgo/YGEdeOhFob8/S220/PICT0123z.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/S02dtTRoT8I/AAAAAAAABGM/yGpiPatI5tg/s72-c/local+acidente+Vadu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19424713.post-1233179211991629010</id><published>2010-01-12T07:46:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T08:40:15.361-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Meninos da ilha</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/S0xgrYlp2aI/AAAAAAAABFs/iaQve45BHOg/s1600-h/Papaya+2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/S0xgrYlp2aI/AAAAAAAABFs/iaQve45BHOg/s400/Papaya+2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/S0xqlnxEtiI/AAAAAAAABGE/pE4Vj9qzPeM/s1600-h/IMG_0520.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/S0xqlnxEtiI/AAAAAAAABGE/pE4Vj9qzPeM/s400/IMG_0520.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/S0xma75WEAI/AAAAAAAABF0/zBCAuWOqd0c/s1600-h/IMG_0507.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/S0xma75WEAI/AAAAAAAABF0/zBCAuWOqd0c/s400/IMG_0507.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/S0xnUrg4UyI/AAAAAAAABF8/MLyEFnfvDcU/s1600-h/IMG_0521.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/S0xnUrg4UyI/AAAAAAAABF8/MLyEFnfvDcU/s400/IMG_0521.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;As papaeiras da infância dos meninos do campo da Ilha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Cresci a trepá-las, quando ainda éram abundantíssimas na ilha. Apesar das &lt;i&gt;cocêras&lt;/i&gt; na pela por causa do "leite" viscoso, apesar das constantes pancadas no &lt;i&gt;kétchin d'ovo&lt;/i&gt;, não resistíamos a uma trepadela, mesmo que fosse apenas para mostrar a nossa perícia e agilidade, só mesmo dos gatos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19424713-1233179211991629010?l=sinta10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/feeds/1233179211991629010/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19424713&amp;postID=1233179211991629010' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/1233179211991629010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/1233179211991629010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2010/01/menino-da-ilha.html' title='Meninos da ilha'/><author><name>Benvindo Chantre Neves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13709041670741119479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TTFa2snlpVI/AAAAAAAABgo/YGEdeOhFob8/S220/PICT0123z.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/S0xgrYlp2aI/AAAAAAAABFs/iaQve45BHOg/s72-c/Papaya+2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19424713.post-3596182515980594116</id><published>2010-01-05T07:20:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T07:41:01.875-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Posto de venda da ENACOL assaltado</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/S0Mj1xLx1fI/AAAAAAAABFM/_Nz1lQAJHzI/s1600-h/santo_antao_ribeira_grande_1024_768.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/S0Mj1xLx1fI/AAAAAAAABFM/_Nz1lQAJHzI/s400/santo_antao_ribeira_grande_1024_768.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://asemana.publ.cv/spip.php?article48664&amp;amp;ak=1#ancre_comm"&gt;Esta notícia&lt;/a&gt; foi a primeira que eu li nesta manhã de terça-feira (&lt;i&gt;terça é terciód,&lt;/i&gt; como diz Nhana, minha avó).&amp;nbsp;O assalto aconteceu&amp;nbsp;em plena zona central da Vila da Ribeira Grande,&amp;nbsp;em Sintadés.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;E nós que sempre realçámos os brandos costumes de Sintadés!!! É a descentralização do crime (este então, particularmente urbano)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Créd ne m'xtêr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Foto:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.atlantikinseln.com/kapverde/bilder/desktop_wallpaper.php"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;www.atlantikinseln.com&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19424713-3596182515980594116?l=sinta10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/feeds/3596182515980594116/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19424713&amp;postID=3596182515980594116' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/3596182515980594116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/3596182515980594116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2010/01/posto-de-venda-da-enacol-assaltado.html' title='Posto de venda da ENACOL assaltado'/><author><name>Benvindo Chantre Neves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13709041670741119479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TTFa2snlpVI/AAAAAAAABgo/YGEdeOhFob8/S220/PICT0123z.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/S0Mj1xLx1fI/AAAAAAAABFM/_Nz1lQAJHzI/s72-c/santo_antao_ribeira_grande_1024_768.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19424713.post-2433905662636643431</id><published>2009-12-30T14:15:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T14:41:16.933-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sete Sóis Sete Luas /09... CANCELADO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/SzuYohqYyRI/AAAAAAAABE8/EFh7uZqT3do/s1600-h/sete+sois.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/SzuYohqYyRI/AAAAAAAABE8/EFh7uZqT3do/s400/sete+sois.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tal como já tinha prometido &lt;a href="http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2009_11_09_archive.html#6849091458730070324"&gt;aqui&lt;/a&gt;, Sinta10 retoma o tema Sete Sóis Sete Luas. Não sei o que me deu, mas o certo é que um pressentimento me dissera na altura que a notícia do adiamento mais não seria do que o adiamento do anúncio de cancelamento.Dito (quer dizer, pensado) e feito!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A Câmara Municipal da Ribeira Grande decidiu cancelar definitivamente a edição 2009 do Festival Sete Sóis Sete Luas. Segundo disse à RCV o vereador Arlindo Fortes, uma das opções seria associar o Festival às festividades do Município (17 Janeiro), mas o Director Internacional do Festival sugeriu que fosse realizado em finais do mês de Janeiro, por dificuldades de conciliação de agenda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Foi então que a porca torceu o rabo. A Câmara achou que "seria muito dispendioso fazer o festival pouco tempo depois das festas do município" e decidiu cancelar esta edição.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Disse Arlindo Fortes que "é norma fazer um festival musical por altura das festas do município, pelo que seria difícil em termos de encargos realizar o Sete Sóis Sete Luas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Cá pra mim seria mais adequado cancelar o dito festival de musica que conforme o (nosso) vereador é norma ser realizado todos os anos (!), e avançar com o Sete Sóis Sete Luas. Esse Festival é de âmbito Internacional e tem projectado bastante a pacata &lt;a href="http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2008_05_27_archive.html#4001389865048966283"&gt;Puvoçon&lt;/a&gt; que, a que dizê-lo, não tem beneficiado de grandes projectos culturais, não obstante ser um viveiro de talentos. O festival tem revelado ser uma excelente oportunidade para intercâmbios culturais com países como&amp;nbsp;Itália,&amp;nbsp;Portugal e outas regiões do globo, não apenas na área musical mas também à nivel da pintura, escultura, &amp;nbsp;teatro, sem esquecer as acções de formação que costumam acontecer no âmbito desse festival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Não estaremos perante (+) um erro estratégico da Autarquia?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tenho uma paixão especial pelo festival. Foi numa das suas edições (se não me engano foi mesmo na 1ª) &amp;nbsp;que vi, pela 1ª vez Orlando Pantera a actuar, tendo mesmo ganho na altura o direito de ir gravar um disco, algo que não teve tempo de concretizar.Também foi nesse festival que vi pela 1ª vez os Cordas do Sol ao vivo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;E assim vai a (nossa) Câmara. Um ano cancela o&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2009_06_11_archive.html#3418429186263824488"&gt;Festival Nacional de Violino&lt;/a&gt;, outro ano o Sete Sóis Sete Luas... Uadjébéééék!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19424713-2433905662636643431?l=sinta10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/feeds/2433905662636643431/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19424713&amp;postID=2433905662636643431' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/2433905662636643431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/2433905662636643431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2009/12/sete-sois-sete-luas-2009-cancelado.html' title='Sete Sóis Sete Luas /09... CANCELADO'/><author><name>Benvindo Chantre Neves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13709041670741119479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TTFa2snlpVI/AAAAAAAABgo/YGEdeOhFob8/S220/PICT0123z.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/SzuYohqYyRI/AAAAAAAABE8/EFh7uZqT3do/s72-c/sete+sois.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19424713.post-2596630874152688041</id><published>2009-12-29T09:29:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T05:41:50.163-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cordas do Sol está de volta</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/SzoD-giWWpI/AAAAAAAABE0/BkNBSpAMMT0/s1600-h/co.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/SzoD-giWWpI/AAAAAAAABE0/BkNBSpAMMT0/s400/co.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Mais um lumnada já lumnhá grupo Cordas do Sol (já não era sem tempo, dpos te tónt tempo ne escuro!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;O 3º CD do grupo já está pronto e tem o sugestivo título: &lt;b&gt;Lume de Lenha. (&lt;/b&gt;heheh, a coisa promete aquecer)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Ainda é cedo para dar meus palpites (já ouvi apenas duas músicas) mas já já estarei cá com um post mais elaborado sobre este novo trabalho, oito looongos anos depois do último album, o etrondoso Marijoana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19424713-2596630874152688041?l=sinta10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/feeds/2596630874152688041/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19424713&amp;postID=2596630874152688041' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/2596630874152688041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/2596630874152688041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2009/12/cordas-do-sol-esta-de-volta.html' title='Cordas do Sol está de volta'/><author><name>Benvindo Chantre Neves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13709041670741119479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TTFa2snlpVI/AAAAAAAABgo/YGEdeOhFob8/S220/PICT0123z.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/SzoD-giWWpI/AAAAAAAABE0/BkNBSpAMMT0/s72-c/co.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19424713.post-6897963704641488318</id><published>2009-12-29T07:44:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T08:23:44.215-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Memórias (com espinhos)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/SznmBN8c3II/AAAAAAAABEs/2To-SkP1MB0/s1600-h/t%C3%B3b%C3%B3i.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/SznmBN8c3II/AAAAAAAABEs/2To-SkP1MB0/s400/t%C3%B3b%C3%B3i.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Este é uma das espécies de cactos mais conhecidas entre nós. É a&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Opuntia"&gt;opuntia&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;pertencente à família&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cactaceae"&gt;cactaceae&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; font-style: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;.&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Mas chega desses nomes esquisitos. Na ilha, esta planta recebe um nome bem mais simpático: Tóbói.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; font-style: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;O Tóbói &amp;nbsp;faz-me viajar pela minha infância em Sintadés. Ainda relativamente abundante na ilha, nasce espontaneamente e invade encostas e ladeiras, lá onde o agricultor não cultiva espécies comestíveis. Espera aí, e quem foi que disse que esta planta não é comestível?&amp;nbsp;Bem, bem, quer dizer, o seu fruto é que é.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pois bem, na minha infância fartei-me de comer o &lt;a href="http://images.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://www.maltawildplants.com/CACT/Pics/OPUFI/OPUFI-Opuntia_ficus-indica_t.jpg&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://www.maltawildplants.com/CACT/Opuntia_ficus-indica.php&amp;amp;usg=__8c-LxEFKi18hK2eFvQI4xIO-H7s=&amp;amp;h=548&amp;amp;w=450&amp;amp;sz=71&amp;amp;hl=pt-PT&amp;amp;start=9&amp;amp;sig2=YgqiO3gsFftObpIybButtg&amp;amp;um=1&amp;amp;tbnid=gfvUYQk6Ea9MDM:&amp;amp;tbnh=133&amp;amp;tbnw=109&amp;amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3Dopuntia%2Bficus-indica%26hl%3Dpt-PT%26lr%3D%26sa%3DN%26um%3D1&amp;amp;ei=XfQ5S9ieFpPZ-QbMh-CuCg"&gt;fruto de&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/goog_1262089131254"&gt;tóbói&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;ainda que para o fazer tivéssemos que passar por uns maus bocados. Tal como a planta, o fruto é infestado de espinhos em toda a sua dimensão, o que nos obrigava a meter as mãos em sacos, apanhá-los e esfregá-los em terra para podermos livrar dos espinhos e abrir o fruto. De quanto em vez, um malditinho espinho conseguia engarnar-nos e invadir o banquete. Ai ai!! aí que era problema!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Uma das minhas irmãs mais velhas era especialista em "limpar" o fruto. E nós, os mais pequenos, aguardavamos ansiosos para depois podermos devorar o conteúdo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hoje em dia já não vejo muitos frutos de&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;tóbói &lt;/i&gt;na ilha&lt;i&gt;, &lt;/i&gt;kóntémés&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;crianças a comê-los. E hoje, elas têm outros paladares e se calhar nem sabem que os comíamos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;foto: &lt;a href="http://www.mindelo.info/forum/album_pic.php?pic_id=3030"&gt;aqui&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19424713-6897963704641488318?l=sinta10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/feeds/6897963704641488318/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19424713&amp;postID=6897963704641488318' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/6897963704641488318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/6897963704641488318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2009/12/memorias-com-espinhos.html' title='Memórias (com espinhos)'/><author><name>Benvindo Chantre Neves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13709041670741119479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TTFa2snlpVI/AAAAAAAABgo/YGEdeOhFob8/S220/PICT0123z.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/SznmBN8c3II/AAAAAAAABEs/2To-SkP1MB0/s72-c/t%C3%B3b%C3%B3i.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19424713.post-2783284241255165521</id><published>2009-12-22T14:23:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T06:08:57.873-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Binôkxe</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/SzEOhJNJ2AI/AAAAAAAABEk/tNd_Oq7TZDI/s1600-h/282914200_876590af53.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="281" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/SzEOhJNJ2AI/AAAAAAAABEk/tNd_Oq7TZDI/s400/282914200_876590af53.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Neste dia de inauguração do aeroporto internacional de Sóncent, pus-me a pensar no meu Sintasés que fica aí bem pertinho. Diazá na mundo que&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2007_03_30_archive.html#1079932488300383675"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;a ilha não vê um aviunzin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;, kóntémés ógora um aviônzôn. Há l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;ongotaimêgôu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt; que Sintadés ficou a ver navios (apenas). Pelo menos, &amp;nbsp; agora somos vizinhos de um aeroporto internacional. Embora&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;digam que&amp;nbsp;hoje&amp;nbsp;as boas relações de vizinhança estejam em crise, acredito que poderemos vir a contar sempre com uma kéneca d'aga dos nossos vizinhos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Se o aeroporto representar "uma alavanca para o desenvolvimento" da ilha de São Vicente&amp;nbsp;(como é fixe usar de vez em quanto esses palavreados, pa!), também nós (Sintadés) poderemos ganhar alguma coisa. &amp;nbsp;Mesmo que continuemos a ver os aviões apenas de binôkxe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19424713-2783284241255165521?l=sinta10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/feeds/2783284241255165521/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19424713&amp;postID=2783284241255165521' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/2783284241255165521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/2783284241255165521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2009/12/binokxe.html' title='Binôkxe'/><author><name>Benvindo Chantre Neves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13709041670741119479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TTFa2snlpVI/AAAAAAAABgo/YGEdeOhFob8/S220/PICT0123z.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/SzEOhJNJ2AI/AAAAAAAABEk/tNd_Oq7TZDI/s72-c/282914200_876590af53.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19424713.post-5964260081654518723</id><published>2009-12-22T09:32:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T09:36:30.331-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pedra Scrivida</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/SzDJNOKAg5I/AAAAAAAABEc/pqZrazzc_eM/s1600-h/Pedra+Escrito.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/SzDJNOKAg5I/AAAAAAAABEc/pqZrazzc_eM/s400/Pedra+Escrito.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Diz-se que as "escrituras" patentes nesta pedra, algures na Ribeira de Janela, são misteriosas. Nunca ninguém as conseguiu decifrar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Na verdade, hoje quem visita a pedra, o que mais vê &amp;nbsp;são&amp;nbsp;inscrições&amp;nbsp;de quem por lá vai passando e quer deixar sua "marca"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19424713-5964260081654518723?l=sinta10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/feeds/5964260081654518723/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19424713&amp;postID=5964260081654518723' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/5964260081654518723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/5964260081654518723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2009/12/pedra-scribida.html' title='Pedra Scrivida'/><author><name>Benvindo Chantre Neves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13709041670741119479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TTFa2snlpVI/AAAAAAAABgo/YGEdeOhFob8/S220/PICT0123z.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/SzDJNOKAg5I/AAAAAAAABEc/pqZrazzc_eM/s72-c/Pedra+Escrito.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19424713.post-8533528723602355671</id><published>2009-12-14T13:45:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T08:20:56.544-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Figuras castiças: Djô Feio</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/SyZ5ql9GexI/AAAAAAAABEU/Y-5qKiB_YSs/s1600-h/BorisCampa.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: right; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rs="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/SyZ5ql9GexI/AAAAAAAABEU/Y-5qKiB_YSs/s200/BorisCampa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Recentemente eu e o Vavá (Boltxôr) falámos na necessidade de Sinta10 e &lt;a href="http://bemdzide.blogspot.com/"&gt;Dôs Déde de Conversa&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;(2 blog k'umbigo interród ne mesmo pódóce de txôn) partilhar post's ou, pelo menos, partilhar categorias de postagens.&amp;nbsp;Na verdade, depois da "assinatura desse protocolo" pouco ou nada temos feito para dar corpo a esse acordo (bsot perdoá nôs... talvez herança de nôs raça, hahahahah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;Mas, pontualmente inspirámo-nos um no outro para postar alguma coisa. Principalmente quando se trata de contar as pirraças das figuras castiças da ilha. Bem, reconheço que&amp;nbsp;ele tem muito mais jeito para colocar em cena essas figuras, inda por cima nakel bom dialecto&amp;nbsp;k'el sô séb ratxá.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;Hoje, inspirado na peripécia do &lt;a href="http://bemdzide.blogspot.com/2009/11/figuras-casticas-djo-semedo-guste-bente.html"&gt;Djô Semedo&lt;/a&gt;, veio-me à memória mais um Djô, o Feio. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;Djô Feio era natural da &lt;a href="http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2007_03_30_archive.html"&gt;Ponta do Sol&lt;/a&gt;. Um Homenzarrão, tinha uns pés que só vistos! De tão grandes, só calçava sapatos por encomenda! (e diz-se que apenas calçou por uma vez, era num casamento, mas depressa&amp;nbsp;livrou-se deles, que alívio!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Djô ficou famoso pela sua pré disposição para ripostar com sucesso à qualquer provocação, quase sempre com uma rapidez impressionante. Mas também abria a boca e gozava com tudo e com todos, sem olhar a quem. Tanto assim era que certo dia resolveu brincar até com a&amp;nbsp;alma da sua pobre mãe, falecida pouco tempo antes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Era&amp;nbsp;2 de Novembro, Dia das Almas em que, pela tradição, os vivos vão aos cemitérios visitar as covas dos seus entes queridos. Então, uma irmã do Djô Feio à caminho do cemitério da Ponta do Sol encontra o Djô algures numa esquina e diz para o irmão: "&lt;em&gt;Djô, uli'm te bé po mamãe um flôr, bo&amp;nbsp;krê&amp;nbsp;bé ma mim?"&lt;/em&gt; Antes da senhora fechar a&amp;nbsp;boca já Djô tinha soltado esta: "&lt;em&gt;pooorrra!!!! nôss mén tem kébeça boa, ein!! Gósterdia kel bé, ja el é finélista!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19424713-8533528723602355671?l=sinta10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/feeds/8533528723602355671/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19424713&amp;postID=8533528723602355671' title='9 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/8533528723602355671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/8533528723602355671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2009/12/figuras-casticas-djo-feio.html' title='Figuras castiças: Djô Feio'/><author><name>Benvindo Chantre Neves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13709041670741119479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TTFa2snlpVI/AAAAAAAABgo/YGEdeOhFob8/S220/PICT0123z.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/SyZ5ql9GexI/AAAAAAAABEU/Y-5qKiB_YSs/s72-c/BorisCampa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19424713.post-8876932287751143214</id><published>2009-12-11T07:19:00.019-04:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T05:54:25.475-04:00</updated><title type='text'>2ª parte...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Este sábado (12)&amp;nbsp;é&amp;nbsp;dia de (re)inaugurações&amp;nbsp;em Sintadés.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;4 pontes e um pequeno troço de estrada. Iszê Méria Neves, embaixadora de Merca, um representante de MCC/CV e Ménel Inocêncio, tud ês ne Sintadés pe inauguração.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/SyQFfnIRUuI/AAAAAAAABD4/LWUXRdlZntA/s1600-h/jpg_12.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/SyQFfnIRUuI/AAAAAAAABD4/LWUXRdlZntA/s400/jpg_12.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Ahm, kuál estóra ohm..., &lt;a href="http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2009_09_14_archive.html#7930067622751483359"&gt;as&amp;nbsp;pontes já tinham sido inauguradas diazá&lt;/a&gt;, no mês de Outubro, o tal mês de &lt;em&gt;escôrroço&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Mal acabaram as obras (ou será que ainda estavam na fase de acabamento?!! acho que sim...sim, sim) mas dizia, mal acabaram as obras, vieram as cheias, e que cheias! Fizeram rebuliço, testaram a resistência das (infra)estruturas e passaram certificado. Sem discursos de ocasião, sem aplausos, sem descerramento de placa, sem convidados nem governantes, as turbulentas águas lá cumpriram o seu dever e no fim não deixaram promessas, ainda que todos saibam que um dia hão-de voltar, concerteza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Agora, nessa segunda parte da inauguração, certamente não marcarão presença as chuvas com as suas frenéticas enxurradas. É que não querem lá saber de discursos, de apertos de mão ou de aplausos. Aliás,&amp;nbsp;não é&amp;nbsp;à toa que, quando vêm,&amp;nbsp;têm a tendência de arrasar tudo elevar água abaixo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/SyQHc9bxrqI/AAAAAAAABEI/fLApo0XH20w/s1600-h/jpg_3-11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/SyQHc9bxrqI/AAAAAAAABEI/fLApo0XH20w/s400/jpg_3-11.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Mas... agora é a sério: a partir d'agora quando tiver escôrroço&amp;nbsp;maltas de Penha de França&amp;nbsp;e de Tarrafal&amp;nbsp;ca mestê&amp;nbsp;marrá corda ne cintura e ser puxód kê pe bé pe Têrrêr, ke tud risco ke isso te trezê.&amp;nbsp;Agora&amp;nbsp; é passá drriba d'aga... sem moiá pé, heheheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Aspectos&amp;nbsp;da 1ª inauguração, em Outubro&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Fotos:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.asemana.publ.cv/spip.php?article47957&amp;amp;ak=1#ancre_comm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; aqui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19424713-8876932287751143214?l=sinta10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/feeds/8876932287751143214/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19424713&amp;postID=8876932287751143214' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/8876932287751143214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/8876932287751143214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2009/12/2-parte.html' title='2ª parte...'/><author><name>Benvindo Chantre Neves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13709041670741119479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TTFa2snlpVI/AAAAAAAABgo/YGEdeOhFob8/S220/PICT0123z.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/SyQFfnIRUuI/AAAAAAAABD4/LWUXRdlZntA/s72-c/jpg_12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19424713.post-155360104389743177</id><published>2009-11-30T14:54:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T15:03:10.244-04:00</updated><title type='text'>zoom in</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/SxQFxjQW6XI/AAAAAAAABC8/BijliF7MLZo/s1600/ssss.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/SxQFxjQW6XI/AAAAAAAABC8/BijliF7MLZo/s400/ssss.JPG" yr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/SxQGtQWFjXI/AAAAAAAABDE/cYZQ2qzYmw8/s1600/sss.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/SxQGtQWFjXI/AAAAAAAABDE/cYZQ2qzYmw8/s400/sss.JPG" yr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Estava a ler um texto qualquer&amp;nbsp;e, num processo mental de intertextualidade,&amp;nbsp;fiz um &lt;em&gt;zoom in&lt;/em&gt; que "trouxe" até mim&amp;nbsp;algumas lembranças&amp;nbsp;da ilha. &lt;br /&gt;Dezembro está a entrar... foi na ressaca da última quadra festiva de Natal e Fim-de-Ano que fiz estas fotos, lá do alto do &lt;a href="http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2007_07_31_archive.html#6875207540642768901"&gt;Topo de Miranda&lt;/a&gt;, durante uma &lt;a href="http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2009_01_11_archive.html"&gt;inédita caldeirada&lt;/a&gt; com a malta de Ribeirinha de Jorge. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foto: BCN&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19424713-155360104389743177?l=sinta10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/feeds/155360104389743177/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19424713&amp;postID=155360104389743177' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/155360104389743177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/155360104389743177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2009/11/zoom-in.html' title='zoom in'/><author><name>Benvindo Chantre Neves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13709041670741119479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TTFa2snlpVI/AAAAAAAABgo/YGEdeOhFob8/S220/PICT0123z.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/SxQFxjQW6XI/AAAAAAAABC8/BijliF7MLZo/s72-c/ssss.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19424713.post-4810292870260005251</id><published>2009-11-16T09:26:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T09:27:56.849-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Meninos da Ilha</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/SwFR2WM9nII/AAAAAAAABCc/seiH8Zm7PRM/s1600/IMG_1121.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/SwFR2WM9nII/AAAAAAAABCc/seiH8Zm7PRM/s400/IMG_1121.JPG" yr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Foto: BCN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19424713-4810292870260005251?l=sinta10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/feeds/4810292870260005251/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19424713&amp;postID=4810292870260005251' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/4810292870260005251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/4810292870260005251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2009/11/meninos-da-ilha.html' title='Meninos da Ilha'/><author><name>Benvindo Chantre Neves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13709041670741119479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TTFa2snlpVI/AAAAAAAABgo/YGEdeOhFob8/S220/PICT0123z.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/SwFR2WM9nII/AAAAAAAABCc/seiH8Zm7PRM/s72-c/IMG_1121.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19424713.post-1382351762160486249</id><published>2009-11-13T12:09:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T12:19:04.520-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Engenhocas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/Sv2D4862oQI/AAAAAAAABCU/mNO7HkiMlZY/s1600-h/1pp.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sr="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/Sv2D4862oQI/AAAAAAAABCU/mNO7HkiMlZY/s400/1pp.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/Sv2C07bw11I/AAAAAAAABCE/H4vp5BPHBU4/s1600-h/1q.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sr="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/Sv2C07bw11I/AAAAAAAABCE/H4vp5BPHBU4/s400/1q.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/Sv2DTOqiaYI/AAAAAAAABCM/Zp8qFBCBbpw/s1600-h/1ppp.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sr="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/Sv2DTOqiaYI/AAAAAAAABCM/Zp8qFBCBbpw/s400/1ppp.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Fotos: BCN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;O velho ditado diz que "Morre o homem, a obra fica". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Sou um apreciador desses pequenos "empreendimentos" da Ilha, coisas simples que nasceram das mãos de anónimos sem "qualificação" nehuma. Trabalhavam tão-somente (?) para garantir um &lt;em&gt;matar-d'injú&lt;/em&gt; diário. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;As imagens referem-se a um sistema de captação de água para rega em Caibros, Ribeira Grande&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19424713-1382351762160486249?l=sinta10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/feeds/1382351762160486249/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19424713&amp;postID=1382351762160486249' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/1382351762160486249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/1382351762160486249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2009/11/engenhocas.html' title='Engenhocas'/><author><name>Benvindo Chantre Neves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13709041670741119479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TTFa2snlpVI/AAAAAAAABgo/YGEdeOhFob8/S220/PICT0123z.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/Sv2D4862oQI/AAAAAAAABCU/mNO7HkiMlZY/s72-c/1pp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19424713.post-6849091458730070324</id><published>2009-11-09T12:59:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T08:01:20.771-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sete Sóis Sete Luas adiado</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/SvhLWbCCjzI/AAAAAAAABA8/CwxMWnZS_ps/s1600-h/Rib+Grande.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402150601616428850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 222px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/SvhLWbCCjzI/AAAAAAAABA8/CwxMWnZS_ps/s400/Rib+Grande.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A versão crioula do Festival Sete Sóis Sete Luas, que acontece todos os anos em Novembro, na vila da Ribeira Grande(foto) , e que este ano estava previsto para os dias 13 e 14, foi adiado. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Motivo: dizem que é por causa da epidemia de Dengue que está a afectar o país.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Nova data: segunda quinzena de Dezembro ou inícios de Janeiro. Sinta10 fica a espera! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Foto: BCN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19424713-6849091458730070324?l=sinta10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/feeds/6849091458730070324/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19424713&amp;postID=6849091458730070324' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/6849091458730070324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/6849091458730070324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2009/11/sete-sois-sete-luas-adiado.html' title='Sete Sóis Sete Luas adiado'/><author><name>Benvindo Chantre Neves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13709041670741119479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TTFa2snlpVI/AAAAAAAABgo/YGEdeOhFob8/S220/PICT0123z.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/SvhLWbCCjzI/AAAAAAAABA8/CwxMWnZS_ps/s72-c/Rib+Grande.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19424713.post-6550140134775104980</id><published>2009-11-04T14:11:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T14:23:20.020-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/SvHD0_x3a4I/AAAAAAAAA_s/QXjoaUhIuNM/s1600-h/brevemente.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 115px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/SvHD0_x3a4I/AAAAAAAAA_s/QXjoaUhIuNM/s400/brevemente.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400312743435135874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sinta10 só tem olhos para Santo Antão! O novo espaço será mais "vagabundo" e mostrará  um pouco mais de Cabo Verde... pelas fotos que fiz, pelas fotos que faço.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19424713-6550140134775104980?l=sinta10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/feeds/6550140134775104980/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19424713&amp;postID=6550140134775104980' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/6550140134775104980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/6550140134775104980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2009/11/sinta10-so-tem-olhos-para-santo-antao-o.html' title=''/><author><name>Benvindo Chantre Neves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13709041670741119479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TTFa2snlpVI/AAAAAAAABgo/YGEdeOhFob8/S220/PICT0123z.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/SvHD0_x3a4I/AAAAAAAAA_s/QXjoaUhIuNM/s72-c/brevemente.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19424713.post-3967558372267523969</id><published>2009-11-03T11:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T12:41:33.602-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Localidades</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Boca de Coruja&lt;/strong&gt; (com publicidade gratuíta e tudo)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Situada a cerca de 10 kilómetros da vila da Ribeira Grande, no vale com o mesmo nome, a pacata zona de Boca de Coruja ganhou outro fôlego com a recente construção de um dos empreendimentos turísticos mais fabulosos da ilha: o Pedracin Vilage. Um hotel que alia a modernidade com o que de mais tradicional tem na ilha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400653083157971762" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/SvL5XYC_wzI/AAAAAAAABAU/nRl-OlN8mcg/s400/IMG_1738.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400654540770134098" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/SvL6sOE0SFI/AAAAAAAABAc/iJC8xYDDp2k/s400/IMG_1745.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400659111780994978" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/SvL-2Sauz6I/AAAAAAAABAs/aph6XJ0MzW0/s400/IMG_1690.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400657865183740450" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/SvL9tueyQiI/AAAAAAAABAk/GqwKCpAr0ws/s400/IMG_1758.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400651549986766770" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/SvL3-Iifv7I/AAAAAAAABAM/4-mMO0xEVBw/s400/IMG_1739.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400647766488209810" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/SvL0h56JWZI/AAAAAAAAA_0/sUfHZDSp7So/s400/IMG_1737.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400650688805142306" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/SvL3MAYy_yI/AAAAAAAABAE/7e7SuAixuxc/s400/IMG_1740.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fotos: BCN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19424713-3967558372267523969?l=sinta10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/feeds/3967558372267523969/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19424713&amp;postID=3967558372267523969' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/3967558372267523969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/3967558372267523969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2009/11/localidades_05.html' title='Localidades'/><author><name>Benvindo Chantre Neves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13709041670741119479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TTFa2snlpVI/AAAAAAAABgo/YGEdeOhFob8/S220/PICT0123z.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/SvL5XYC_wzI/AAAAAAAABAU/nRl-OlN8mcg/s72-c/IMG_1738.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19424713.post-1057979967087443938</id><published>2009-11-03T07:14:00.013-04:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T08:22:19.060-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Localidades</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Ponta do Sol&lt;/strong&gt; (numa tarde sem sol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Da vila da Ponta do Sol assiste-se a um pôr-de-sol fantástico! Um dos mais espectaculares no rol daqueles que costumo ver. Mas, sem sol, Ponta do Sol é igualmente interessante.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399846386776166914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/SvAbrd14UgI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/JYCpID7DYbI/s400/IMG_1662.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399847489061236978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/SvAcroLHsPI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/2ezwh7G3NIQ/s400/IMG_1658.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399841831893021730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/SvAXiVlHNCI/AAAAAAAAA_I/NtoA6wW_1q4/s400/IMG_1669.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399837825418126514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/SvAT5ITD5LI/AAAAAAAAA-4/LCbyl-yd6ok/s400/IMG_1677.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399837188570587026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/SvATUD2xn5I/AAAAAAAAA-w/kJayCfqNnRg/s400/IMG_1676.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399835451131322178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/SvARu7Y-X0I/AAAAAAAAA-o/MeitMXyS3O0/s400/IMG_1671.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399838349144176562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/SvAUXnVFN7I/AAAAAAAAA_A/1B4FFc2D56g/s400/IMG_1679.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399834739957966082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/SvARFiECJQI/AAAAAAAAA-g/pC_hpzwFNXs/s400/IMG_1670.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Post dedicado à F.C., uma leitora que não conheço pessoalmente. A próxima rubrica "Localidades" contempla a zona de Boca de Coruja, também a pedido da mesma leitora.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fotos: BCN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19424713-1057979967087443938?l=sinta10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/feeds/1057979967087443938/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19424713&amp;postID=1057979967087443938' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/1057979967087443938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/1057979967087443938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2009/11/localidades.html' title='Localidades'/><author><name>Benvindo Chantre Neves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13709041670741119479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TTFa2snlpVI/AAAAAAAABgo/YGEdeOhFob8/S220/PICT0123z.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/SvAbrd14UgI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/JYCpID7DYbI/s72-c/IMG_1662.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19424713.post-1559443805159942950</id><published>2009-10-28T13:34:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T13:58:01.148-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bonito... bonito!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/SuiF-81bwyI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/0a9mAYBy1dg/s1600-h/IMG_1997.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 310px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397711469932167970" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/SuiF-81bwyI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/0a9mAYBy1dg/s400/IMG_1997.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/SuiEEAOLfnI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/YgjQc65GUa8/s1600-h/IMG_1997.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Afinal, não é em todos os lugares deste país que se diz &lt;em&gt;"somos coitados, somos uns esquecidos, o papai&lt;/em&gt; (entende-se Governo, Câmara Municipal)&lt;em&gt; não olha pra nós, há muito tempo que estamos a espera de.&lt;/em&gt;.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.asemana.publ.cv/spip.php?article46605&amp;amp;ak=1#ancre_comm"&gt;Esta notícia &lt;/a&gt;poderá ser bastante inspiradora. Um exemplo de cidadania!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Um abraço à malta.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Foto: BCN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19424713-1559443805159942950?l=sinta10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/feeds/1559443805159942950/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19424713&amp;postID=1559443805159942950' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/1559443805159942950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/1559443805159942950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2009/10/bonito-bonito.html' title='Bonito... bonito!'/><author><name>Benvindo Chantre Neves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13709041670741119479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TTFa2snlpVI/AAAAAAAABgo/YGEdeOhFob8/S220/PICT0123z.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/SuiF-81bwyI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/0a9mAYBy1dg/s72-c/IMG_1997.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19424713.post-1570718591846350343</id><published>2009-10-28T13:13:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T13:33:32.662-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Momentos Sinta10</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397701191355156978" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/Suh8oqJtSfI/AAAAAAAAA-A/e50DGj5nHHE/s400/IMG_1879.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397703866342842402" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/Suh_EXQeICI/AAAAAAAAA-I/F_z0MgEsNX8/s400/IMG_1880.JPG" /&gt; Fotos: BCN&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19424713-1570718591846350343?l=sinta10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/feeds/1570718591846350343/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19424713&amp;postID=1570718591846350343' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/1570718591846350343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/1570718591846350343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2009/10/momentos-sinta10.html' title='Momentos Sinta10'/><author><name>Benvindo Chantre Neves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13709041670741119479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TTFa2snlpVI/AAAAAAAABgo/YGEdeOhFob8/S220/PICT0123z.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/Suh8oqJtSfI/AAAAAAAAA-A/e50DGj5nHHE/s72-c/IMG_1879.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19424713.post-6853257638125040271</id><published>2009-10-24T07:11:00.013-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T12:08:23.684-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Férias na ilha (II)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;O escritor e jornalista Miguel Sousa Tavares, citando a mãe dele, escreveu no seu livro "&lt;strong&gt;Sul&lt;/strong&gt;" que "viajar é observar". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sim, viajar é observar. Mas também viajar é fotografar. E fotografar não é uma forma de observar? Adoro observar, quer dizer fotografar, mesmo quando não há "nada" para observar e disparar. Adoro disparar e pronto. O acto - ingénuo - de disparar também compensa! Adoro viajar pelas entranhas da minha ilha e ... clik! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396132045009398994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/SuLpgUfjLNI/AAAAAAAAA9o/KpxlOsjP49I/s400/IMG_1891.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396135739681258674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/SuLs3YN9vLI/AAAAAAAAA94/msiEvlqT8ZI/s400/IMG_1869.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396132588356952434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/SuLp_8ns4XI/AAAAAAAAA9w/FmZlFXNMXUw/s400/IMG_1893.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396130202812065378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/SuLn1FxepmI/AAAAAAAAA9g/RgeC8cuuN0s/s400/IMG_1561.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396124900101483442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/SuLjAbowa7I/AAAAAAAAA9I/wqf_Upj-Ny4/s400/IMG_1547.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396124200557554498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/SuLiXtofK0I/AAAAAAAAA9A/lfkVKKF5kow/s400/IMG_1542.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396123619777611586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/SuLh16Dwh0I/AAAAAAAAA84/xNaGPhmJQ-E/s400/IMG_1570.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fotos: BCN&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19424713-6853257638125040271?l=sinta10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/feeds/6853257638125040271/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19424713&amp;postID=6853257638125040271' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/6853257638125040271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/6853257638125040271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2009/10/ferias-na-ilha-ii.html' title='Férias na ilha (II)'/><author><name>Benvindo Chantre Neves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13709041670741119479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TTFa2snlpVI/AAAAAAAABgo/YGEdeOhFob8/S220/PICT0123z.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/SuLpgUfjLNI/AAAAAAAAA9o/KpxlOsjP49I/s72-c/IMG_1891.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19424713.post-3096806727742315590</id><published>2009-10-09T12:53:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T13:22:57.050-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lua cheia em Ribeira Grande</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/Ss9q4ivvJbI/AAAAAAAAA8w/M3OXEDbbh_U/s1600-h/IMG_1863+jncopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390644798618019250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 319px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/Ss9q4ivvJbI/AAAAAAAAA8w/M3OXEDbbh_U/s400/IMG_1863+jncopy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;Não sei porquê, mas na sequência do post anterior, lembrei-me desta fotografia que fiz em Agosto último.  Haverá alguma explicação para essa relação?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Foto: BCN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19424713-3096806727742315590?l=sinta10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/feeds/3096806727742315590/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19424713&amp;postID=3096806727742315590' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/3096806727742315590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/3096806727742315590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2009/10/lua-cheia-em-ribeira-grande.html' title='Lua cheia em Ribeira Grande'/><author><name>Benvindo Chantre Neves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13709041670741119479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TTFa2snlpVI/AAAAAAAABgo/YGEdeOhFob8/S220/PICT0123z.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/Ss9q4ivvJbI/AAAAAAAAA8w/M3OXEDbbh_U/s72-c/IMG_1863+jncopy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19424713.post-595162451414752121</id><published>2009-10-07T08:30:00.016-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T12:57:38.141-04:00</updated><title type='text'>(In)Sensibilidades</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389883657696297410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 297px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/Ssy2oT2rwcI/AAAAAAAAA7s/cSjnxz7RhTs/s400/IMG_1616.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ao longo da semana passada a RCV difundiu diariamente uma série de reportagens sobre Ribeira Grande de Santo Antão, da autoria do jornalista Carlos Lima. Num dos números, um dos entrevistados foi o presidente da Câmara local, Orlando Delgado. Dentre muitos aspectos abordados, falou da questão do urbanismo, tendo particularmente chamado a minha atenção a forma como se referiu aos "edifícios velhos" das vilas da Ribeira Grande e da Ponta do Sol. Falou em "pardieiros" e na necessidade de se proceder "à demolição" de muitas dessas "casas velhas" para que "as nossas vilas possam ficar mais bonitas".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do meu ponto de vista, houve alguma ligeireza e falta de sensibilidade na forma como o autarca abordou essa questão. As vilas da Ribeira Grande e da Ponta de Sol são, a meu ver, verdadeiros patrimónios nacionais, desde logo pela sua elevada quantidade de edifícios de inegável valor histórico. Infelizmente muitos já atingiram um alto grau de degradação, e não tem havido medidas de fundo que possam garantir a sua preservação. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Veja as fotos que se seguem:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389853415907181554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 346px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/SsybIAaSw_I/AAAAAAAAA6s/WzGAtR_WESw/s400/IMG_1629.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389887188075100738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/Ssy51zilOkI/AAAAAAAAA78/qivarwxH6Rw/s400/IMG_1617.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389854001928974034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 323px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/SsybqHgxrtI/AAAAAAAAA60/ouk2s-UhuS4/s400/IMG_1614.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Edifícios do Terreiro (centro da Vila R. Grande)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389851130792560354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/SsyZC_sgxuI/AAAAAAAAA6k/6FgbeWUym1Y/s400/fachara+RDS.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389889652022281426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 293px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/Ssy8FOdXhNI/AAAAAAAAA8M/qe4ldrk4p9c/s400/IMG_1621.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Fachada lateral da casa onde nasceu &lt;a href="http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2007_02_26_archive.html"&gt;Roberto Duarte Silva &lt;/a&gt;(vila R.Grande)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389855879950064162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 292px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/SsydXbr5WiI/AAAAAAAAA7E/1DFOcMEp18k/s400/IMG_1646.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389885004519397394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 312px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/Ssy32tKVWBI/AAAAAAAAA70/kg2iCIftF1w/s400/IMG_1647.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Casa onde funciona o Cartório Notarial e Conservadora dos Registos (Ponta do Sol)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389855015720871426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/SsyclILmZgI/AAAAAAAAA68/vnZ9WuRtLmQ/s400/IMG_1645.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389888156221696754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 279px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/Ssy6uKKt6vI/AAAAAAAAA8E/xy_kcv_KP4c/s400/IMG_1641.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Aspecto de uma casa numa das principais ruas da Ponta do Sol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389859638367265954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 283px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/SsygyM4YpKI/AAAAAAAAA7c/MH6eTW9i_6U/s400/IMG_1635.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Edifício ex. residência oficial do Pres. CMRG (Ponta do Sol)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meio a sério meio a brincar, constumo dizer que essas vilas podem ser consideradas as São Filipe de Santo Antão. Mas carecem de uma atenção especial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Fotos: BCN &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19424713-595162451414752121?l=sinta10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/feeds/595162451414752121/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19424713&amp;postID=595162451414752121' title='11 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/595162451414752121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/595162451414752121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2009/10/in-sensibilidades-e-urbanismo.html' title='(In)Sensibilidades'/><author><name>Benvindo Chantre Neves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13709041670741119479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TTFa2snlpVI/AAAAAAAABgo/YGEdeOhFob8/S220/PICT0123z.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/Ssy2oT2rwcI/AAAAAAAAA7s/cSjnxz7RhTs/s72-c/IMG_1616.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19424713.post-4757434629840007365</id><published>2009-09-30T10:05:00.016-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T09:51:21.234-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ferias na ilha</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Caminhada Corda - Rabo Curto&lt;/strong&gt; (Ribeira da Torre)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;4 horas de caminhada, num percurso de cortar a respiração. Nevoeiro, vertigem, água cristalina, hortelã e inhames a dançar ao sabor da água que corre pela ribeira de Losnã, uma outra perspectiva do tal pico e muito mais... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387613430936371906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/SsSl3uIWAsI/AAAAAAAAA6U/7ypS_a11ukg/s400/IMG_1508.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387608581490500466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/SsShdciWY3I/AAAAAAAAA6M/ZfTzxuD8Lfs/s400/IMG_1529.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387607253825912290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/SsSgQKmcfeI/AAAAAAAAA6E/TbjiBiASKV4/s400/IMG_1538.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387604991885591234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/SsSeMgN2QsI/AAAAAAAAA58/JNQLm4XCdiI/s400/IMG_1526.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387279653147339874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/SsN2TS-JbGI/AAAAAAAAA5k/ExVVcxrcxXo/s400/IMG_1512.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387602803402381650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/SsScNHeymVI/AAAAAAAAA50/CGdTEqCzJgc/s400/IMG_1532.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387268678550279730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/SsNsUfaT1jI/AAAAAAAAA5c/obR2zpYfYh8/s400/IMG_1506.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387615560803222098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/SsSnzsgLAlI/AAAAAAAAA6c/-1auvJKqhmI/s400/IMG_1573.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fotos: BCN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19424713-4757434629840007365?l=sinta10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/feeds/4757434629840007365/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19424713&amp;postID=4757434629840007365' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/4757434629840007365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/4757434629840007365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2009/09/ferias-na-ilha.html' title='Ferias na ilha'/><author><name>Benvindo Chantre Neves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13709041670741119479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TTFa2snlpVI/AAAAAAAABgo/YGEdeOhFob8/S220/PICT0123z.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/SsSl3uIWAsI/AAAAAAAAA6U/7ypS_a11ukg/s72-c/IMG_1508.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19424713.post-5529073468701131488</id><published>2009-09-28T12:17:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T12:33:46.250-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Momentos de silêncio</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/SsDhzjTG1fI/AAAAAAAAA48/QwtgG3U90Rk/s1600-h/manuel+novoas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386553430100071922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/SsDhzjTG1fI/AAAAAAAAA48/QwtgG3U90Rk/s400/manuel+novoas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...porque Santo Antão também sente muito a dor da sua partida. Foi na Penha de França, &lt;a href="http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2008_05_27_archive.html"&gt;vila da Ribeira Grande&lt;/a&gt;, que o trovador conheceu os primeiros raios de sol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Imagem: &lt;a href="http://www.asemana.publ.cv/spip.php?article45795&amp;amp;ak=1"&gt;aqui&lt;/a&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/19424713-5529073468701131488?l=sinta10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/feeds/5529073468701131488/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19424713&amp;postID=5529073468701131488' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/5529073468701131488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/5529073468701131488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2009/09/momentos-de-silencio.html' title='Momentos de silêncio'/><author><name>Benvindo Chantre Neves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13709041670741119479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TTFa2snlpVI/AAAAAAAABgo/YGEdeOhFob8/S220/PICT0123z.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/SsDhzjTG1fI/AAAAAAAAA48/QwtgG3U90Rk/s72-c/manuel+novoas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19424713.post-8980843785699106921</id><published>2009-09-21T09:48:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T09:12:59.595-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Chuva Braba</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Por estes dias quase que não se fala de outra coisa a não ser das fortes chuvas que caíram, sobretudo nas ilhas mais à norte do país (São Nicolau, São Vicente e Santo Antão). Também, pudera... uns dizem que chuva igual nunca tinham visto, outros recuam 30, 40 anos, para poderem encontrar algo parecido. Se calhar nem mesmo a tal Chuva Braba que dissuadira Mané Quim de abandonar as estorricadas terras da Ribeira das Patas rumo à Terra Longe, fora igual.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/Sren7WlUsGI/AAAAAAAAA40/iFufwe4y1CA/s1600-h/IMG_1345.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383956517660962914" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 265px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 224px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/Sren7WlUsGI/AAAAAAAAA40/iFufwe4y1CA/s320/IMG_1345.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;E por falar nisso, o grupo teatral Juventude em Marcha encerrou ontem, em Mindelo, o Festival de Teatro Mindelact, com a sua mais recente peça, Chuva Braba. Ironicamente, a apresentação acontecia exactamente na ressaca de umas chuvas deveras bravas que vieram tirar o sono às populações e autoridades de alguns municípios do Norte do país.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Há cerca de 2 meses tive oportunidade de assistir, na Cidade da Praia, a apresentação dessa peça teatral, no Auditório Jorge Barbosa. Foram duas sessões, ambas bastante concorridas, como sempre. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Algumas semanas depois, por ocasião da Taça Independência realizada na cidade do Porto Novo, mantive uma breve conversa com &lt;a href="http://www.jemarcha.cv/grupo.htm"&gt;Cesar Lélis &lt;/a&gt;, enquanto se aguardava por uma entrevista que iria conceder à TCV. Informara-lhe do facto de ter assistido a peça na Praia e ele perguntou-me qual tinha sido a minha impressão. &lt;em&gt;"Gostei imenso! Sem perder o vosso estilo, conseguiram, com muita autenticidade, transpôr para o palco aquilo que Manuel Lopes escrevera. Só que, e isso não tira o mérito do vosso trabalho, estava a espera que dessem mais protagonismo à personagem &lt;strong&gt;Nha Joquinha&lt;/strong&gt;, figura imprescindível de todo o enredo do romance. Na peça acho que passou um tanto ao lado!" &lt;/em&gt;- Respondi, ao que ele sorriu, dizendo que outras pessoas já haviam feito o mesmo reparo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Continuámos a nossa conversa por entre uma e outra pirraça (ou não estivesse a falar com Nha Lolita!) Disse-me que o grupo tem acatado as críticas e estão a pensar rever algumas passagens da peça. Como ja tinha dito, é claro que há muito mérito no trabalho. Aliás, muitos dos que realmente entendem do assunto (não me incluo nesse rol, a minha análise é apenas de um espectador) já disseram que se trata da melhor encenação que o grupo já fez até hoje.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Com toda a popularidade e a fama que tem, Nha Lolita é um exemplo de simplicidade e humildade, um tipo raro. Talvez por aqui se começa a explicação da razão de tanto sucesso do &lt;a href="http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2009_06_09_archive.html#8558979209634594130"&gt;Juventude em Marcha&lt;/a&gt;, um grupo que já experimentou o significado das bodas de Prata. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Foto: BCN&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Cena de Chuva Braba, Auditório Jorge Barbosa)&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/19424713-8980843785699106921?l=sinta10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/feeds/8980843785699106921/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19424713&amp;postID=8980843785699106921' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/8980843785699106921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19424713/posts/default/8980843785699106921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinta10.blogspot.com/2009/09/chuva-braba.html' title='Chuva Braba'/><author><name>Benvindo Chantre Neves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13709041670741119479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/TTFa2snlpVI/AAAAAAAABgo/YGEdeOhFob8/S220/PICT0123z.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqw0OlGAfTE/Sren7WlUsGI/AAAAAAAAA40/iFufwe4y1CA/s72-c/IMG_1345.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
