<?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-2298895401160039943</id><updated>2012-02-16T01:22:33.039-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Deny&amp;Her blog</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://denisaivan.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298895401160039943/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://denisaivan.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>DENY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09208571008983251486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zPsPfjATVJ0/Tv8WSTCKCzI/AAAAAAAAAAU/_syYj2r_ML0/s220/DSC03405.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>10</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2298895401160039943.post-5519422890540237138</id><published>2012-02-02T09:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-02T09:53:22.943-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SIMBOLURILE LUNII FEBRUARIE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; A doua luna a anului, &lt;u&gt;februarie &lt;/u&gt;este cea mai scurta luna a anului , singura cuprinzand mai putin de 30 de zile.Februarie insumeaza de obicei 28 de zile , avand 29 de zile in anii bisecti.Denumirea de februarie provine din cuvantul latin &lt;u&gt;“februum”&lt;/u&gt; , semnificand&lt;strong&gt; purificare si provenind din ritualul de purificare Februa&lt;/strong&gt; , care avea loc pe data de 15 februarie in vechiul calendar roman.Ianuarie si februarie au fost ultimele luni ale anului , adaugate calendarului roman (la initiativa lui Numa Pompilius , in anul 700 ) , intrucat romanii considerau iarna ca o perioada care nu ingloba anumite luni.Februarie a ramasa ultima luna a calendarului anual pana in perioada decemvirilor (Decemviri legibus seribundis) , in jurul anului 450 i.Hr. , cand a devenit a doua luna &amp;nbsp;a anului.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; In finlandeza , februarie este cunoscut sub numele de “helmikuu” , adica “luna perlelor”, intrucat atunci zapada de pe ramurile copacilor se topeste , ea se transforma in picaturi care , odata inghetate, se aseamana cu niste perle de gheata.In Romania, numele popular al lunii februarie este Faurar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Florile lunii Fenruarie sunt violeta si primula.In simbolismul crestin , &lt;strong&gt;violeta reprezinta virtutea umilintei sau modestiei , ea rasarind , adesea , conform unor legende, pe mormintele virginelor sau sfintilor.&lt;br /&gt;Primula , “prima rosa”&lt;/strong&gt; sau cea dintai floare a anului , este un binecunoscut simbol al primaverii si al Pastelui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Primula &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;simbolizeaza atat tineretea sau prima iubire , cat si moartea prematura.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sa nu uitati de SFANTUL VALENTIN pe 14 Februarie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" id="il_fi" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dxt1MjLkYmg/Szdvbn6gmNI/AAAAAAAAAFk/hni5yc6wUWs/s400/happy-valentines-day_t.jpg" style="padding-bottom: 8px; padding-right: 8px; padding-top: 8px;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iubiti-va!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2298895401160039943-5519422890540237138?l=denisaivan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://denisaivan.blogspot.com/feeds/5519422890540237138/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://denisaivan.blogspot.com/2012/02/simbolurile-lunii-februarie.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298895401160039943/posts/default/5519422890540237138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298895401160039943/posts/default/5519422890540237138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://denisaivan.blogspot.com/2012/02/simbolurile-lunii-februarie.html' title='SIMBOLURILE LUNII FEBRUARIE'/><author><name>DENY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09208571008983251486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zPsPfjATVJ0/Tv8WSTCKCzI/AAAAAAAAAAU/_syYj2r_ML0/s220/DSC03405.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dxt1MjLkYmg/Szdvbn6gmNI/AAAAAAAAAFk/hni5yc6wUWs/s72-c/happy-valentines-day_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2298895401160039943.post-5477504263856925447</id><published>2012-01-15T07:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T07:07:53.797-08:00</updated><title type='text'>O zi speciala de iarna</title><content type='html'>Ieri a fost o zi speciala pentru mine...Poate va veti intreba de ce?Tocmai mi-am propus sa va povestesc...&lt;br /&gt;M-am trezit intr-un paradis cu copaci albi,fulgi de nea stralucitori,zane imaginare si ce e mai important...Craiasa Zapezii a&amp;nbsp;sosit in sfarsit!!Totul era ca intr-un vis minunat.Dar nu ma pot opri aici din povestioara,asa ca voi continua.Am aflat de la mama ca trebuie sa mergem impreuna sa facem niste analize pentru ca nu am mai facut de foarte mult timp.Nu m-am intristat si nici nu am inceput sa plang cum faceam in ceilalati ani.Totul a trecut repede si astept rezultatul analizelor.Imi doresc sa fie bune.!Pentru ca am fost cuminte si nu am plans,mami mi-a oferit 2 minitarte cu fructe de sezon de la cofetaria,,Tuffly".Apoi ne-am plimbat pe strada,,Cuza-Voda",prin fata Teatrului National si pe strada,,Stefan-cel-Mare" mergand pe urmele domnitorilor de odinioara.Aveam impresia ca ma plimb prin vechiul orasel Iasi,deoarece toate pareau neschimbate pe acele drumuri.&lt;br /&gt;Spre seara am avut placerea sa merg la aniversarea nasilor mei.Acolo m-am intalnit cu multi prieteni,am jucat,,Baba-Oarba",monopoly si neuitatul joc,,Adevar,provocare,foc sau procent?".Am gustat din fiecare delicatesa facuta de priceputa mea nana,,LILI" si am baut o racoritoare limonada.(Yummiiiiiii...!!!)Timpul a trecut foarte repede si nu mai doream sa plec,pentru ca ma simteam foarte bine.&lt;br /&gt;Aceasta a fost speciala mea povestioara.Sper ca v-ati bucurat citind-o.!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2298895401160039943-5477504263856925447?l=denisaivan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://denisaivan.blogspot.com/feeds/5477504263856925447/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://denisaivan.blogspot.com/2012/01/o-zi-speciala-de-iarna.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298895401160039943/posts/default/5477504263856925447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298895401160039943/posts/default/5477504263856925447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://denisaivan.blogspot.com/2012/01/o-zi-speciala-de-iarna.html' title='O zi speciala de iarna'/><author><name>DENY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09208571008983251486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zPsPfjATVJ0/Tv8WSTCKCzI/AAAAAAAAAAU/_syYj2r_ML0/s220/DSC03405.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2298895401160039943.post-5713683436134547864</id><published>2012-01-09T10:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T10:43:07.933-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scoala iarasi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Mai sunt foarte putine zile si scoala va reincepe... Aceeasi rutina in fiecare zi.Enervantul trezit la ora 06:45;imbracarea in enervanta uniforma de negruzzist(macar e frumoasa);sanatosul spalat pe dinti;desfasurarea orelor la scoala;plecarea acasa(in sfarsit);efectuarea enervantelor si uneori a dificilelor teme(Ohhh...Ce greu e la mate...!!..);uitatul la televizor;cititul cartii,,Povestea fara sfarsit"(Interesanta);sanatosul spalat pe dinti;Noapte buna! am adormit...&lt;/div&gt;Dar sunt si parti bune la scoala:&lt;br /&gt;-Invatam lucruri interesante la orice materie;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;-Ma intalnesc cu dragii mei prieteni&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;-Si multe altele...﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Si uite asa este o viata de scolar...Destul de plictisitoare...Noroc de calculator(HA,HA,HA)...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zPsPfjATVJ0/Tv8WSTCKCzI/AAAAAAAAAAU/_syYj2r_ML0/s220/DSC03405.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2298895401160039943.post-7183837255080790324</id><published>2012-01-08T02:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T02:57:11.553-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The boy who liked words</title><content type='html'>Robert likes words.His favourite words are adjectives.Robert often helps his mother to find the right word.For example,last month she walked into his bedroom and said,'Robert!Your bedroom is so,so,so'...'untidy?'said Robert.'Yes',said Robert's mother.'Exacly.Please tidy it.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes Robert forgets to talk to people.Last week,his Aunt Jill came for lunch.Robert was sitting at the kitchen table reading the dictionary.When Aunt Jill came into the room,Robert did not say anything to her.'Robert',said Robert's mother.'Don't be so,so,so...''unfriendly?'said Robert.'Yes',said Robert's mother.'Exactly.Now please say hello to Aunt Jill.'Robert closed his book and apologised to Aunt Jill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Robert likes thinking he is someone else.Yesterday he thought he wa an alien.He painted his face green and sat on his bad being an alien.When his mother came in,she said,'Robert!You look so,so,so...''ill?'Said Robert.'yes',said Robert's mother.'I'll call the doctor.'It's only paint,Mum',said Robert.'i'm very healty'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning,Robert's mother said,'Oh,Robert,you're so,so,so,...''differrent?'said Robert.'Yes'said Robert's mother.'Exacly.You're not the same as other boys.'Then Robert smiled and said,'I just like words,Mum.'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2298895401160039943-7183837255080790324?l=denisaivan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zPsPfjATVJ0/Tv8WSTCKCzI/AAAAAAAAAAU/_syYj2r_ML0/s220/DSC03405.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2298895401160039943.post-246705613571956997</id><published>2012-01-08T02:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T02:19:11.239-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Povestea Sfantului Ioan Botezatorul</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Creştinii prăznuiesc vineri naşterea Sfântului Ioan Botezătorul, profetul care l-a criticat public în mod repetat pe împăratul Irod Antipa pentru culpa de a se fi căsătorit cu Irodiada, fosta soţie a fratelui său vitreg, Philippus, fapt care a atras întemniţarea sa în cetatea Machaerus, din Pereia (azi în Iordania&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;).&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a class="highslide" getparams="null" href="http://www.ziuaveche.ro/wp-content/uploads/2011/06/taierea-_capului_sf_ioan_botezatorul.jpg" onclick="return vz.expand(this)" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Povestea Sfântului Ioan Botezătorul religie cultura religie" class="size-large wp-image-39327" height="206" src="http://www.ziuaveche.ro/wp-content/uploads/2011/06/taierea-_capului_sf_ioan_botezatorul-300x194.jpg" title="Povestea Sfântului Ioan Botezătorul" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="wp-caption alignleft" id="attachment_39327" style="width: 310px;"&gt;&lt;div class="wp-caption-text"&gt;Taierea capului Sf. Ioan Botezatorul&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;La o petrecere cu mulţi oaspeţi, Salomeea, fiica &lt;strong&gt;Irodiadei&lt;/strong&gt;, ar fi dansat în faţa tatălui său vitreg, &lt;strong&gt;Irod&lt;/strong&gt; Antipa, cerându-i capul lui &lt;strong&gt;Ioan Botezătorul&lt;/strong&gt; în schimbul favorului de a-i deveni amantă.&lt;br /&gt;Potrivit scripturilor, &lt;strong&gt;Ioan Botezătorul&lt;/strong&gt; a fost ucis în aceeaşi seară, prin decapitare, iar capul său i-a fost dus Salomeei pe o tavă. Trupul lui &lt;strong&gt;Ioan Botezătorul&lt;/strong&gt; a fost dus de susţinătorii săi în oraşul Samaria (azi în Israel), unde a fost îngropat.&lt;br /&gt;Se spune că împăratul roman &lt;strong&gt;anticreştin&lt;/strong&gt; Julianus Apostata (360-363) ar fi ars rămăşiţele lui &lt;strong&gt;Ioan Botezătorul&lt;/strong&gt;, împrăştiindu-i cenuşa. Capul ar fi fost salvat şi dus la Alexandria (Egipt), apoi la Constantinopol (Turcia), de unde a fost dus în provincia Poitou (Franţa). Din trup ar mai fi rămas nearse numai un braţ şi un deget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Iisus&lt;/strong&gt; şi-a început activitatea publică numai după moartea lui &lt;strong&gt;Ioan Botezătorul&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Anual, la 24 iunie, se celebrează în lumea &lt;strong&gt;creştină naşterea lui Ioan Botezătorul&lt;/strong&gt;, o mare excepţie făcută în cazul acestuia, întrucât &lt;strong&gt;sfinţii&lt;/strong&gt; şi martirii sunt comemoraţi în ziua &lt;strong&gt;morţii&lt;/strong&gt; lor, considerată a fi ziua &lt;strong&gt;naşterii&lt;/strong&gt; lor pentru Împărăţia Cerurilor.&lt;br /&gt;Cultul său s-a dezvoltat iar &lt;strong&gt;Biserica&lt;/strong&gt;, atât în Răsărit, cât şi în Apus, i-a consacrat câteva sărbători importante: Soborul &lt;strong&gt;Sf. Ioan Botezătorul&lt;/strong&gt; (7 ianuarie), &lt;strong&gt;Naşterea lui Ioan Botezătorul&lt;/strong&gt; (24 iunie) şi &lt;strong&gt;Tăierea capului&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Sf. Ioan Botezătorul&lt;/strong&gt; (29 august).&lt;br /&gt;Peste două milioane de români poartă numele &lt;strong&gt;Sfântului Ioan&lt;/strong&gt; sau derivate ale acestuia îşi serbează vineri onomastica.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2298895401160039943-246705613571956997?l=denisaivan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://denisaivan.blogspot.com/feeds/246705613571956997/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://denisaivan.blogspot.com/2012/01/povestea-sfantului-ioan-botezatorul.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298895401160039943/posts/default/246705613571956997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298895401160039943/posts/default/246705613571956997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://denisaivan.blogspot.com/2012/01/povestea-sfantului-ioan-botezatorul.html' title='Povestea Sfantului Ioan Botezatorul'/><author><name>DENY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09208571008983251486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zPsPfjATVJ0/Tv8WSTCKCzI/AAAAAAAAAAU/_syYj2r_ML0/s220/DSC03405.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2298895401160039943.post-2195513858097679982</id><published>2012-01-04T11:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T11:30:00.939-08:00</updated><title type='text'>VISIT THE EDINBURGH FESTIVAL!</title><content type='html'>Every year,thousands of people come to&lt;strong&gt; Edinburgh&lt;/strong&gt;,the capital city of &lt;strong&gt;Scotland&lt;/strong&gt;,to be part of the&lt;strong&gt; Edinburgh&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Festival&lt;/strong&gt;.For three weeks every&lt;strong&gt; August &lt;/strong&gt;and&lt;strong&gt; September&lt;/strong&gt; the city is filled with actors and artists from all over the world.They come to&lt;strong&gt; Edinburgh&lt;/strong&gt; for the &lt;strong&gt;biggest arts festival&lt;/strong&gt; in &lt;strong&gt;Britain&lt;/strong&gt;.During this time the streets of the city are alive with&lt;strong&gt; music&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;dance &lt;/strong&gt;from early morning until late at night.You can even see artists painting pictures on the streets.One of the best parts of the &lt;strong&gt;Festival is the 'Fringe'&lt;/strong&gt;,where students do comedy shows in small halls and cafes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The tickets for these performances are quite cheap and it is usually easier to see your favourite star in &lt;strong&gt;Edinburgh than it is in London&lt;/strong&gt;.So&lt;strong&gt; come to Edinburgh&lt;/strong&gt; next summer,but remember it can be difficult to find a room,so why not&lt;strong&gt; book your hotel now!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://t2.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQu_stDBH-xDfrGS1sZ-UqWr_HWWKuEvWvkpLnD6SAmHUfIah7wtA" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" class="rg_hi" data-height="186" data-width="271" height="273" id="rg_hi" sb_id="ms__id1836" src="http://t2.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQu_stDBH-xDfrGS1sZ-UqWr_HWWKuEvWvkpLnD6SAmHUfIah7wtA" 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;strong&gt;That's super!But it's only one of this miracles!﻿&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/2298895401160039943-2195513858097679982?l=denisaivan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://denisaivan.blogspot.com/feeds/2195513858097679982/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://denisaivan.blogspot.com/2012/01/visit-edinburgh-festival.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298895401160039943/posts/default/2195513858097679982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298895401160039943/posts/default/2195513858097679982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://denisaivan.blogspot.com/2012/01/visit-edinburgh-festival.html' title='VISIT THE EDINBURGH FESTIVAL!'/><author><name>DENY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09208571008983251486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zPsPfjATVJ0/Tv8WSTCKCzI/AAAAAAAAAAU/_syYj2r_ML0/s220/DSC03405.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2298895401160039943.post-314744773323568994</id><published>2012-01-03T07:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T11:30:46.108-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The mystery...</title><content type='html'>Milly has always loved animals.She likes to learn about how animals live.She goes to the beach and looks for starfish on the sand and catches crabs.&lt;br /&gt;Milly's favourite animal is the flamingo.She likes the beautiful pink colours of its feathers.She also likes its small,black, fin and long,thin legs.Milly wants to travel to Bolivia in South America when she is older to see this animal in the wild.&lt;br /&gt;Milly also like dinosaurs.She has read many books about these strange,strong creatures.Milly often asks herself one question: WHY DID THESE ANIMALS BECAME EXTINCT? It's a great mystery...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2298895401160039943-314744773323568994?l=denisaivan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://denisaivan.blogspot.com/feeds/314744773323568994/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://denisaivan.blogspot.com/2012/01/milly-has-always-loved-animals.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298895401160039943/posts/default/314744773323568994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298895401160039943/posts/default/314744773323568994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://denisaivan.blogspot.com/2012/01/milly-has-always-loved-animals.html' title='The mystery...'/><author><name>DENY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09208571008983251486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zPsPfjATVJ0/Tv8WSTCKCzI/AAAAAAAAAAU/_syYj2r_ML0/s220/DSC03405.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2298895401160039943.post-4574649963212440692</id><published>2011-12-31T05:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T05:58:24.394-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LEGENDA LUI MOS CRACIUN</title><content type='html'>Sunt sigura ca la toti a venit MOS CRACIUN cu multe daruri frumoase.Nu-i asa? Dar v-ati intrebat vreodata care este legenda...EU va voi spune o legenda mica ,mica ,mica:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nimeni nu stie sigur cine este el si de unde vine. Dar se stie ca Mosul traia candva intr-un sat plin de copii. El avea o casuta mica la marginea satului si era un mester atat de priceput... Desi era sarac, strangea si lucra tot anul cu toata dragostea jucarii pentru coii, jucarii frumoase, lucrate ca nicaieri in lume si unice fiecare. Apoi, cum venea iarna, pleca sa le vanda pe bani putini, bucuros ca poate aduce zambete pe chipul copiilor.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Obisnuia sa le vanda chiar in preajma Craciunului, ca de sarbatori copiii sa fie fericiti.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Intr-o iarna a plcat, asa cum obisnuia, in targ, cu sacul plin de jucarii. Batran fiind, mergea agale, dar cum il vedeau copiii tipau de bucurie si abia asteptau sa le ia parintii o jucarie, caci Mosul era iubit de toti micutii. Mereu vindea toate jucariile, la fel si in anul acela.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Venind spre casa, a inceput un viscol puternic si s-a ratacit in padurea pe unde se intorcea. Tot mergand, a ajuns langa o casuta mica, sarcacioasa, in care sapte copii saraci tare vorbeau in camera lor, speand ca poate, intr-o zi, micul lor vis se va implini: “Daca am avea o jucarie, oricat de mica, ne-am juca in fiecare zi si treburile casei ne-ar parea atat de usoare...”.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mosul stia ca nu mai are nicio jucarie, insa isi dorea atat de mult sa ii mai fi ramas macar vreuna pe fundul sacului... Si ca prin minune pe fundul sacului aparu un calut de lemn pe care Mosul il darui in acea seara saracilor copiii.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Domnul a vazut fapta buna a Mosului si inima sa buna si s-a gandit ca intentiile Mosului ar trebui puse in fapta. Asa ca i-a trimis o sanie magica zburatoare cu 6 reni vorbitori, iar acestia i-au zus ca il vor lua cu ei intr-o lume magica in care va putea sa faca cele mai frumoase jucarii pentru toti copiii din lume. Cand a auzit asa veste fantastica, Mosul nici n-a mai stat pe ganduri, s-a suit pe sanie si a pornit ca prin vis spre un taram despre care nici el nu stie sa spuna unde este. Unii cred ca este in Laponia, dar cine poate sti cu adevarat? Straiele Mosului au fost schimbate ca prin minune in unele rosii, frumoase, cu blanita alba, iar barba mosului aparu deodata pieptanata, de parca nici nu trecuse prin viscol.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sper ca va placut!!!:-)Intotdeauna sa va bucurati de sarbatorile de Craciun alaturi de cei dragi!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2298895401160039943-4574649963212440692?l=denisaivan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://denisaivan.blogspot.com/feeds/4574649963212440692/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://denisaivan.blogspot.com/2011/12/sunt-sigura-ca-la-toti-venit-mos.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298895401160039943/posts/default/4574649963212440692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298895401160039943/posts/default/4574649963212440692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://denisaivan.blogspot.com/2011/12/sunt-sigura-ca-la-toti-venit-mos.html' title='LEGENDA LUI MOS CRACIUN'/><author><name>DENY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09208571008983251486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zPsPfjATVJ0/Tv8WSTCKCzI/AAAAAAAAAAU/_syYj2r_ML0/s220/DSC03405.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2298895401160039943.post-7553557502190986631</id><published>2011-12-31T05:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T05:24:59.643-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SFARSIT DE AN</title><content type='html'>Imi pare rau ca si acest an s-a incheiat atat de repede...Chiar neasteptat...Toata lumea se pregateste de revelion.Desigur si eu.De abia astept sa ma intalnesc cu fostele&amp;nbsp;mele colege&amp;nbsp;de clasa,cu verisorii mei si alti prieteni.Stiu ca va fi o seara de vis.&lt;br /&gt;Imi doresc multe sa ramana neschimbate&amp;nbsp;in anul viitor,dar de asemenea am si multe planuri, pe care trebuie sa vi le spun:&lt;br /&gt;1.Sa merg in LONDRA cu parintii;&lt;br /&gt;2.Sa am aceleasi note bune la scoala in semestrul II;&lt;br /&gt;3.Sa pot machia pe cineva cu adevarat, deoarece eu imi doresc sa devin make-up artist in LONDRA;&lt;br /&gt;4.Sa mai am planuri si pentru celalalt an; :-)&lt;br /&gt;5.Sa primesc cadouri de sarbatori si de ziua mea de nastere;&lt;br /&gt;6.Sa fiu sanatoasa; adica imi doresc ca toti oamenii sa fie sanatosi;&lt;br /&gt;7.Sa mai fiu super ca in acest an; sa stiti ca aceasta calitate nu mi-am dat-o singura,ci asa mi-au scris majoritatea fetelor in oracol-jurnalul meu;&lt;br /&gt;8.Sa apara in librarii cartea:INSEMNARILE UNEI PUSTOAICE 2;&lt;br /&gt;9.Sa fiu haioasa ca in acest an care se sfarseste astazi; CE RAU...&lt;br /&gt;10.Sa imi pastrez aceeasi atitudine cu familia, colegii, profesorii, rudele si prietenii;&lt;br /&gt;Dca va doriti si voi aceleasi planuri pentru anul ce o sa vie puteti sa imi trimiteti un comentariu in care sa scrieti: ,,Imi doresc aceleasi planuri pentru anul ce o sa vie!".&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; La multi ani,romani! La multi ani,anul 2012!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2298895401160039943-7553557502190986631?l=denisaivan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://denisaivan.blogspot.com/feeds/7553557502190986631/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://denisaivan.blogspot.com/2011/12/sfarsit-de.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298895401160039943/posts/default/7553557502190986631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298895401160039943/posts/default/7553557502190986631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://denisaivan.blogspot.com/2011/12/sfarsit-de.html' title='SFARSIT DE AN'/><author><name>DENY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09208571008983251486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zPsPfjATVJ0/Tv8WSTCKCzI/AAAAAAAAAAU/_syYj2r_ML0/s220/DSC03405.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2298895401160039943.post-6916845968061708559</id><published>2011-12-28T10:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T10:03:36.910-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ESTE VACANTA!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Vacantaaaaaaaaaa.... Va urez la toti o vacanta cat mai placuta alaturi de cei dragi!Sarbatori fericite! Sa aveti parte de multa caldura in suflet si in casa, bucurie in inima si multa sanatate. La multi ani!:)&lt;br /&gt;Acum voi spune si cateva cuvinte despre incheierea semestrului I,clasa aV-a:&lt;br /&gt;Am terminat semestrul I cu 10 pe linieeee...!!!Am facut o mica serbare cu clasa:am cantat colinde in limba romana,engleza si germana,apoi am facut doua scenete mici:CAPRA si URSUL.Mi-au placut numai ca au iesit putin de pe ritm baietii care executau scenetele.Am avut doua scenete in limba engleza si anume(A good thing about Christmas is... si cealalta era Hansel si Gretel).Cu domnul diriginte am pregatit un plugusor in limba romana evident.Strofele au fost foarte interesante si ne caracterizau pe toti.&lt;br /&gt;La sfarsit am primit fiecare cate un mar si o bombonica...yummi,yummi!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Asta este tot ce va pot spune despre serbare!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2298895401160039943-6916845968061708559?l=denisaivan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://denisaivan.blogspot.com/feeds/6916845968061708559/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://denisaivan.blogspot.com/2011/12/este-vacanta.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298895401160039943/posts/default/6916845968061708559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298895401160039943/posts/default/6916845968061708559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://denisaivan.blogspot.com/2011/12/este-vacanta.html' title='ESTE VACANTA!!!!!!!'/><author><name>DENY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09208571008983251486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zPsPfjATVJ0/Tv8WSTCKCzI/AAAAAAAAAAU/_syYj2r_ML0/s220/DSC03405.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
