tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13930626525395977742024-03-13T04:47:35.001+01:00Per appunto...isabel parreirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10301980840377963407noreply@blogger.comBlogger100125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1393062652539597774.post-72826131468489269902023-05-02T18:38:00.000+02:002023-05-02T18:38:06.778+02:00Frittti de baccalà<p> </p><p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">Ingredienti:</span></span></p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">Uova-farina-latte-cipolla
e baccalà sminuzzato</span></span></p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">In
un recipiente mettere un uovo un cucchiaio di (zuppa) di latte la
cipolla sminuzzata e il baccalà disfatto.</span></span></p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"> <span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">Mischiare
il tutto </span></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">Prendere un cucchiaio del impasto per volta fare friggere in olio bollente </span></span>
</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></p>
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</p>isabel parreirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10301980840377963407noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1393062652539597774.post-27321743283830792952023-04-15T20:50:00.005+02:002023-04-15T20:52:33.492+02:00Contare le pecore<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dyx3FB8r_w6cd5zZ-HTusCETwXrOBPLA6t4dg_AAiqfl8HN8HjH5ggzIgzhFSj65s2GvzjejTvWDh65eKRGVg' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div><br /> <p></p>isabel parreirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10301980840377963407noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1393062652539597774.post-8453888346430994482023-04-15T20:49:00.000+02:002023-04-15T20:49:05.014+02:00tarantela di Pat donald<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dy-Vn8zpXOrtc4DEIYYEKx1x4FEW4vDvm6m9G8TTryXlRjQ-cu7eAK5xpHNfzHZNFtNMKtMS-PQPK6ze5cWNw' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div><br /> <p></p>isabel parreirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10301980840377963407noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1393062652539597774.post-27073281208662197492023-04-15T20:43:00.002+02:002023-04-15T20:45:11.187+02:00party cloud<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dw_1uoViuFhCGOFhY_fRaMCuC4JXJEzhq2wC5rMiq1odAUDkthg8h9ctQ9TjKu0RCt42Ypw3_5BGTGIqjeizA' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div><br /> <p></p>isabel parreirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10301980840377963407noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1393062652539597774.post-69360382688961855572023-04-15T15:24:00.003+02:002023-04-15T20:45:55.889+02:00isa fraci<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dwOBcr-DwJVSluWjd0kYV6KeskF6Y0XCZiyNvkX-3dXQm6SvD7FYbp7i7tRagGoSZEQUeYLViA7eeiJNF9wOw' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div><br /> <p></p>isabel parreirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10301980840377963407noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1393062652539597774.post-82639093404997020002022-12-21T23:03:00.006+01:002022-12-21T23:17:08.579+01:00I Racconti nella Fattoria...continuano<p></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9l3LKnUzBxBaZ_7yfC68HWQxcoYUg5C0LVhWiLTfv7vp_dJW0URT3pGiu9GvnIqXgj8i-AvjAcooi571vKzQoGmE3fJDzbWmh4lQDYunAO8jLnXzVCbD4mF3LQtDWCzE18VDIgUOT2XW1DJ2qBmAZQymjSz1deKz65J5AvKkuxv32ku3nacTZgsUt/s4000/nuovo%20libro.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="416" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9l3LKnUzBxBaZ_7yfC68HWQxcoYUg5C0LVhWiLTfv7vp_dJW0URT3pGiu9GvnIqXgj8i-AvjAcooi571vKzQoGmE3fJDzbWmh4lQDYunAO8jLnXzVCbD4mF3LQtDWCzE18VDIgUOT2XW1DJ2qBmAZQymjSz1deKz65J5AvKkuxv32ku3nacTZgsUt/w312-h416/nuovo%20libro.jpg" width="312" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">LO TROVERETE NELLE LIBRERIE FELTRINELLI E MONDDORI DI<br />AREZZO e on- line<br />LIBRO CO</td></tr></tbody></table><br /> <p></p>isabel parreirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10301980840377963407noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1393062652539597774.post-38994778738512011862021-04-17T22:59:00.004+02:002021-04-17T23:01:00.403+02:00Anello di Isabel<p> Questo che sto per raccontarvi è...</p><p> un fatto accaduto che ha realmente del incredibile</p><p>Qualche anno fa andando in Portogallo a far visita ai parenti, mia sorella Ana Paula mi regalò un anello con tre pietrine sopra era carino quindi l'ho messo al dito e d'allora in poi non me lo ero mai tolto, sembrava proprio un anello vero di brillanti .... un figurone. Ma dopo un po di anni senza mai toglierlo nonostante lavassi i panni e i piatti con varie detersivi era sempre uguale ....brillava.. purtroppo con mio disappunto mi sono accorta che una pietrina si era persa alche mi ero dispiaciuta tantissimo. Pensai , sicuramente non troverei un'altra uguale per farla incastonare allora lo tolsi l'anello dal dito e lo mise nel mio porta gioielli era un ricordo mi dispiaceva buttarlo via.</p><p>E' passato un anno all'incirca e stamattina portando il mio cagnolino Pixel per i suoi bisogni notai mentre camminavo e non molto lontano dalla casa dove abito in un parcheggio qualcosa che brillava per terra mi abbasso e guarda un pò? una pietrina! la ricuperai e mi son detta sembra uguale alla mia persa con la incastonatura. Torna a casa e .... era proprio la mia di un anno fa . Sono rimasta sbalordita perché in quel parcheggio non solo fanno la pulizia urbana ma anche le auto e dei camioncini sostano lì in un va i viene. Non credo ai miracoli ma la cosa mi ha sorpreso e mi ha fatto un enorme piacere.</p><p> Ora non vedo l'ora di portare l'anello al negozio per ripararlo e concludo come dicono nelle favole </p><p>....e vissero ( con... (l'anello)..per sempre felici e contenti </p><p>ih ih </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Jdu4CV6XgBs/YHtMDrx8x3I/AAAAAAAAIcw/J5FqFQdMpScM056SQG1N_YsMJjG6pO0_wCLcBGAsYHQ/s1480/anello.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1480" data-original-width="720" height="277" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Jdu4CV6XgBs/YHtMDrx8x3I/AAAAAAAAIcw/J5FqFQdMpScM056SQG1N_YsMJjG6pO0_wCLcBGAsYHQ/w201-h277/anello.jpg" width="201" /></a></div><br /> <p></p><p> </p>isabel parreirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10301980840377963407noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1393062652539597774.post-36827946034946531892021-01-03T12:24:00.002+01:002023-04-15T20:47:02.262+02:00le Nazioni nel mondo<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dwO7ntBOU5fKR7bZXl9yZKKCCK08Eosrpd-V4M-F55N6T6urOxIVF2hB7tCcdYbPE8kkvqrpxhJr03qHArb9A' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div><br /> <p></p>isabel parreirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10301980840377963407noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1393062652539597774.post-55722098162520860432020-10-22T22:41:00.006+02:002021-11-01T15:22:21.900+01:00fatti realmente accaduti<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZSNakjXNsl0/X5Ht9yZoU7I/AAAAAAAAINo/16qaF0sAQOAFz6tAD-bMQl6KpI5OxOzXwCLcBGAsYHQ/s1664/oca%2Banna%2B2.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1388" data-original-width="1664" height="334" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZSNakjXNsl0/X5Ht9yZoU7I/AAAAAAAAINo/16qaF0sAQOAFz6tAD-bMQl6KpI5OxOzXwCLcBGAsYHQ/w400-h334/oca%2Banna%2B2.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><p><span style="font-size: large;"> Le Oche di Anna</span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;">
</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span>Fatti
realmente accaduti </span></span>
</span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br />
</span></p><p align="LEFT" style="border: none; line-height: 133%; margin-bottom: 0cm; padding: 0cm;">
<span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">Le Oche di Anna</span></p><p align="LEFT" style="border: none; line-height: 133%; margin-bottom: 0cm; padding: 0cm;">
<span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">Un giorno avendo a disposizione un bel pò di
amarene la signora Anna decise di fare un po di grappa casalinga,
quindi dispose le amarene con il nocciolo e il zucchero dentro una
damigiana lasciandola a macerare per una settimana al sole. Essendo
lei una bravissima massaia era abituata a fare da sé non solo i
liquori ma anche tanti altri prodotti casalinghi. Abitando in
campagna aveva con sè nel cortile galli, galline e 60 oche che poi
queste ultime erano la sua gioa benché come si sa, starnazzavano in
continuazione ma chiaro per Anna, era musica per le sue orecchie e
come si sa, gli animali da cortile venivano alimentati con gli avanzi
delle verdure e quant'altro o se no se ne andavano loro stesse a
beccare quel che trovano alchè diventavano come si usa dire carne
nostrana.</span></p><p align="LEFT" style="border: none; line-height: 133%; margin-bottom: 0cm; padding: 0cm;">
<span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">Ma torniamo alla nostra grappa casalinga,
riprendendo la damigiana con le amarene zuccherate la signora Anna ha
inserito poi l'alcol lasciandola ancora a macerare per un'altra
settimana .Finito il tempo del macero e buttando via i resti delle
amarene scollate la nostra amica assaggiando poi il prodotto del suo
lavoro si disse: “Proprio buona questa grappa” saranno contenti i
miei amici nel berla. Soddisfatta dopo una giornataccia di lavoro
perché in campagna c'è sempre da fare è andata giustamente a letto
felice e contenta. Il risveglio però mattutino non è stato cosi
allegro perché Anna viene svegliata da una sua vicina che afflitta
le grida:</span></p><p align="LEFT" style="border: none; line-height: 133%; margin-bottom: 0cm; padding: 0cm;"><span style="font-size: medium;">
“ <span style="font-family: inherit;">Anna, Anna
ho Dio, le tue oche nel cortile sono morte tutti quante!</span></span></p><p align="LEFT" style="border: none; line-height: 133%; margin-bottom: 0cm; padding: 0cm;"><span style="font-size: medium;">
“ <span style="font-family: inherit;">Cosa?
_rispose Anna affasciandosi alla finestra, oh, noooo!</span></span></p><p align="LEFT" style="border: none; line-height: 133%; margin-bottom: 0cm; padding: 0cm;"><span style="font-size: medium;">
“ <span style="font-family: inherit;">Viene,
vestite scende giù!</span></span></p><p align="LEFT" style="border: none; line-height: 133%; margin-bottom: 0cm; padding: 0cm;"><span style="font-size: medium;">
“ <span style="font-family: inherit;">Vengo,vengo...</span></span></p><p align="LEFT" style="border: none; line-height: 133%; margin-bottom: 0cm; padding: 0cm;">
<span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">E Anna scendendo in lacrime guarda tutte queste
povere oche prive di vita e senza comprendere il perché.</span></p><p align="LEFT" style="border: none; line-height: 133%; margin-bottom: 0cm; padding: 0cm;">
<span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">Dovuto comunque al suo senso pratico e per
rimediare all'accaduto pensa al recupero delle penne per fare dei
soffice piumini, mani al lavoro inizia a spennacchiare tutte quante
ricogliendo il piumaggio dentro ad un sacco come illustra il disegno,
poi porta fuori le oche spennacchiate dove di solito porta la spazzatura rammaricandosi
per la perdita sia sentimentale come anche materiale perché 60 oche
sono 60 oche che avrebbe potuto vendere al mercato o potuto mangiare
almeno per un anno.</span></p><p align="LEFT" style="border: none; line-height: 133%; margin-bottom: 0cm; padding: 0cm;">
<span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">Tengo a precisare che per questo Anna è stata
cosi male che per un pò andava in depressione tanto di più che li
aveva allevate sin da piccole e ora che erano belle grassottelle,
ecco il fattaccio!</span></p><p align="LEFT" style="border: none; line-height: 133%; margin-bottom: 0cm; padding: 0cm;">
<span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">Sempre rammaricata è arrivata alla sera andando
a coricarsi. Non vi dico durante la notte, si girava in continuazione
nel letto sognando le sue pennute tanto che si svegliava in
continuazione alla fine la stanchezza ha avuto il sopravento e
finalmente si è addormentata.</span></p><p align="LEFT" style="border: none; line-height: 133%; margin-bottom: 0cm; padding: 0cm;">
<span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">La mattina seguente viene svegliata da sua madre
che li grida dal cortile:</span></p><p align="LEFT" style="border: none; line-height: 133%; margin-bottom: 0cm; padding: 0cm;"><span style="font-size: medium;">
“ <span style="font-family: inherit;">Anna
Anna...</span></span></p><p align="LEFT" style="border: none; line-height: 133%; margin-bottom: 0cm; padding: 0cm;"><span style="font-size: medium;">
“ <span style="font-family: inherit;">Che c'è ?</span></span></p><p align="LEFT" style="border: none; line-height: 133%; margin-bottom: 0cm; padding: 0cm;"><span style="font-size: medium;">
“ <span style="font-family: inherit;">Ci sono
delle oche tutte spennacchiate che stanno entrando nel cortile</span></span></p><p align="LEFT" style="border: none; line-height: 133%; margin-bottom: 0cm; padding: 0cm;">
<span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">Cosa? rispose Anna scendendo dal letto e
correndo in pigiama senza capire niente e vedendo le sue amatissime
tutte allegre e vivace benché senza penne, contenta nonostante tutto
si domandava il perché di questo miracolo.</span></p><p align="LEFT" style="border: none; line-height: 133%; margin-bottom: 0cm; padding: 0cm;">
<span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">Ebbene non c'è stato nessuno miracolo, Anna si
è poi ricordata che aveva buttato precedentemente nel cortile le
amarene imbevute nel alcol per fare la grappa e cosi loro ci sono
riempite lo stomaco mangiandole tutti quanti, altro che morte! Queste
si erano semplicemente ubriacate cadendo in un sono profondo quindi
sono state spennate vive all'insaputa della povera Anna che li
credeva prive di vita, a questo punto non sapeva se ridere o
piangere. Diciamo tra parentesi tanto per essere ottimisti che
essendo Primavera- Estate le oche tutte nude non hanno sofferto per
il freddo.</span></p><p align="LEFT" style="border: none; line-height: 133%; margin-bottom: 0cm; padding: 0cm;">
<span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">La cosa non finisci qui perché questo è venuto
a conoscenza di tutto il paesino dove abitava Anna ma credo anche che
tutta, tutta la Romania incluso il Presidente Klaus Iohannis lo abbia
saputo, ma se così non fosse ho deciso io di trascrivere e
pubblicare questa storia di</span></p><p align="LEFT" style="border: none; line-height: 133%; margin-bottom: 0cm; padding: 0cm;"><span style="font-size: medium;">
“<span style="font-family: inherit;">Fatti
realmente accaduti!</span></span></p><p align="LEFT" style="border: none; line-height: 133%; margin-bottom: 0cm; padding: 0cm;">
<span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">P.S - quando un pò per volta le oche ubriache
sono state cucinate la carne era realmente tenera dovuto l'alcol,
provare per credere!</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">
</span></p><p align="LEFT" style="border: none; line-height: 133%; margin-bottom: 0cm; padding: 0cm;">
<span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">Ah..Ah...</span></p><p></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><br />
</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><br /></p> <p></p>isabel parreirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10301980840377963407noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1393062652539597774.post-19306723931766238012015-02-11T11:50:00.006+01:002015-02-11T11:56:16.277+01:00<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I5ujvZ_NC_8/VNszoCJ7G9I/AAAAAAAAFvU/OlxbpMqIME8/s1600/bid%C3%A8%2Bnel%2Bmondo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I5ujvZ_NC_8/VNszoCJ7G9I/AAAAAAAAFvU/OlxbpMqIME8/s1600/bid%C3%A8%2Bnel%2Bmondo.jpg" height="236" width="320" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"> <b>strani</b><i>eri </i>questi bidè<i> </i></td></tr>
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<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Xft5F-SG6tM/VNs06uAuImI/AAAAAAAAFvc/GS0k-Rq9uX8/s1600/strani%2Bquesti.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Xft5F-SG6tM/VNs06uAuImI/AAAAAAAAFvc/GS0k-Rq9uX8/s1600/strani%2Bquesti.jpg" height="125" width="320" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">pure questi</td></tr>
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<br />isabel parreirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10301980840377963407noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1393062652539597774.post-20876526086459566142015-02-11T11:45:00.002+01:002015-02-11T11:52:07.346+01:00<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Rb_O1GBDZjA/VNsynkCSD8I/AAAAAAAAFvM/aqvkDVU5AdE/s1600/piano%2Bdoccia.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Rb_O1GBDZjA/VNsynkCSD8I/AAAAAAAAFvM/aqvkDVU5AdE/s1600/piano%2Bdoccia.jpg" height="293" width="320" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">una doccia tutta<b> strani</b>era</td></tr>
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<br />isabel parreirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10301980840377963407noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1393062652539597774.post-5709943911447075132015-02-11T11:25:00.004+01:002015-02-11T11:25:45.866+01:00<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cBMtTafKq0s/VNst5T0kaXI/AAAAAAAAFuw/Q489t9MRKv4/s1600/vasca%2Bda%2Bbagno.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cBMtTafKq0s/VNst5T0kaXI/AAAAAAAAFuw/Q489t9MRKv4/s1600/vasca%2Bda%2Bbagno.jpg" height="196" width="400" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">una vasca tutta italiana</td></tr>
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<br />isabel parreirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10301980840377963407noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1393062652539597774.post-79783673790069185362014-10-04T14:37:00.004+02:002014-10-04T14:37:42.863+02:00inaugurazione della nuova sede della Koine ad Arezzo<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">La natura frivola e vitale della portoghese <b>Isabel Parreira</b>
emerge dirompente nelle pagine del suo primo libro. Fiera della
capacità narrativa nonostante l’assenza di un sostrato culturale
imponente, <b>Isabel diventa autrice di un libro adatto a tutti ma soprattutto ad un pubblico di giovani lettori</b>, bambini e adolescenti, che troppo spesso ignorano le numerose sfumature della vita di campagna.</span>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Pubblicato dalla casa editrice <b>BookSprint Edizioni</b>, “<i><b>Racconti nella fattoria</b></i>” è, come si deduce dal titolo, una raccolta di piccoli racconti riferiti al mondo della natura, soprattutto animale.</span><br />
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risposta alle esigente del pubblico dell’ultima generazione, la casa
editrice fornisce la versione digitale, mentre coloro che ancora amano
sfogliare la versione cartacea possono fruire del formato tradizionale.</span>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;"> Le <i>134 pagine</i> del libro raccontano, un uno<b> stile perfettamente confacente al pubblico di destinazione</b>,
il popolato mondo della fattoria di Fabrizio e Loretta, i quali per un
certo periodo hanno affidato le cure della loro casa alla stessa
Isabel.<b> Il vivere quotidiano a stretto contatto con le creature
animali e vegetali ha stimolato la creatività dell’autrice che, con una
grossa dose di umorismo e tanta fantasia, ha fatto sì che ciascun
animale risultasse ben caratterizzato e protagonista dei racconti</b>. </span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-small;">Divertono
molto i richiami ai personaggi del cinema, delle serie animate, delle
fiction e trasmissioni televisive, ma accanto al desiderio di creare un
divertimento immediato c’è anche la voglia di stimolare alla
riflessione; <b>e non ultimo si registra l’intento dell’autrice di
rendere partecipi, noi lettori italiani, degli usi e costumi delle
realtà portoghese</b>. </span>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">A questo proposito succede di rimanere stupiti nel conoscere già in fase di lettura la vera identità della lepre Lau.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-small;">«<i>Sono
Lau la lepre e sono un ciclista, scusate se sono un po’ ansimante, ma
ho appena partecipato al Tour de France e così, dopo tutta quella
fatica, sono venuto a farmi un piccolo riposino qui alla fattoria dove
abita l’Isabel</i>.»</span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-small;">Scritto in memoria di Ladislau Parreira, padre di Isabel, il racconto è una bella riflessione sul mondo del ciclismo. E così, <b>quasi in voltata, di racconto in racconto, restiamo affascinati dall’inventiva di una donna che riesce a regalare</b> - con estrema naturalità - qualche momento di serena lettura.</span>
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<br />isabel parreirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10301980840377963407noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1393062652539597774.post-3683204467034013002013-11-14T14:41:00.002+01:002013-12-05T17:27:45.905+01:00Momenti di allegria<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Isabel " banco Portogallo"</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">foto ricordo</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Con Kadija</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">con Lorenzo</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">effetivamente </td></tr>
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wsGiKDWeuMM/UkKj9NgHpxI/AAAAAAAAEeU/j-rXgWxBQKs/s1600/IMG_0001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wsGiKDWeuMM/UkKj9NgHpxI/AAAAAAAAEeU/j-rXgWxBQKs/s320/IMG_0001.JPG" height="240" width="320" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Kadija "banco Marocco"</td></tr>
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-btiGzhYHp8E/UkKkFFvQiVI/AAAAAAAAEec/p53vxCBq0D0/s1600/IMG_0007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-btiGzhYHp8E/UkKkFFvQiVI/AAAAAAAAEec/p53vxCBq0D0/s320/IMG_0007.JPG" height="240" width="320" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"> Barbara e Marguerita "banco aretino"</td></tr>
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QZ9OGB4y1Ps/UkKkKc9D_xI/AAAAAAAAEek/KuN5a030nzM/s1600/IMG_0008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QZ9OGB4y1Ps/UkKkKc9D_xI/AAAAAAAAEek/KuN5a030nzM/s320/IMG_0008.JPG" height="240" width="320" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Bisy "banco etiope"</td></tr>
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s5k43jxgi9w/UkKkbuiOBtI/AAAAAAAAEes/HPCf-2uwKXI/s1600/Kadija+e+Bisy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s5k43jxgi9w/UkKkbuiOBtI/AAAAAAAAEes/HPCf-2uwKXI/s320/Kadija+e+Bisy.jpg" height="240" width="320" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Kadija e Bisy</td></tr>
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6oXwM9fDYFA/UkRDOFcilMI/AAAAAAAAEfk/3hsCtvxtDvI/s1600/geanina.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6oXwM9fDYFA/UkRDOFcilMI/AAAAAAAAEfk/3hsCtvxtDvI/s320/geanina.jpg" height="240" width="320" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Geanina e Cristina "banco Romania"</td></tr>
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mJQRJIMYEhk/UkKknCgw7EI/AAAAAAAAEe0/_lTF4kKSvWA/s1600/nadia.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mJQRJIMYEhk/UkKknCgw7EI/AAAAAAAAEe0/_lTF4kKSvWA/s320/nadia.jpg" height="240" width="320" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Nadia<br />
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