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cesar.La niña pelirroja jugaba con sus amigos en el parque,mientras cogían flores,violetas,amarillas,verdes,de todos los colores.Su mama le contó una vez, una historia de hadas,varitas mágicas,sonrisas y caramelos.Ella era dulce como el azúcar,cariñosa y sensible.Muchas veces llegaba a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miblogestacionesdepaso.blogspot.com/feeds/4774558392793937451/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3013580165057882818&amp;postID=4774558392793937451&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3013580165057882818/posts/default/4774558392793937451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3013580165057882818/posts/default/4774558392793937451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3013580165057882818.post-1518407411341308088</id><published>2009-09-21T08:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T08:11:57.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Calla, calla, princesa —dice el hada madrina—; en caballo, con alas, hacia acá se encamina, en el cinto la espada y en la mano el azor, el feliz caballero que te adora sin verte, y que llega de lejos, vencedor de la Muerte, a encenderte los labios con un beso de amor».Sonatina. Rubén Darío.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miblogestacionesdepaso.blogspot.com/feeds/1518407411341308088/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3013580165057882818&amp;postID=1518407411341308088&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3013580165057882818/posts/default/1518407411341308088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3013580165057882818/posts/default/1518407411341308088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miblogestacionesdepaso.blogspot.com/2009/09/calla-calla-princesa-dice-el-hada.html' title=''/><author><name>Mónica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03337465672434935933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P1fYcHpOCTw/SreXr_Jjg9I/AAAAAAAAAXo/pi5RyUDZH_k/s72-c/images2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3013580165057882818.post-8845307525325092908</id><published>2009-09-20T01:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T07:15:45.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SELAMAT DATANG MALASIA</title><summary type='text'>Silencio.De repente... movimiento,descubro un lugar,pequeño,tranquilo,incierto,me siento...me quedo.Veo pasar a gente,colores de piel,amarillo,marrón,blanco,negro,mezcla de sabores y un olor a animales muertos.Espera un segundo,huele a flores,rosas,petunias,amapolas.Se aclara el cielo,sale el sol.Camino por las calles y mercados,tomo un café.Respiro y sonrio.Oigo música,movimiento.Ojos rasgados,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miblogestacionesdepaso.blogspot.com/feeds/8845307525325092908/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3013580165057882818&amp;postID=8845307525325092908&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3013580165057882818/posts/default/8845307525325092908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3013580165057882818/posts/default/8845307525325092908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miblogestacionesdepaso.blogspot.com/2009/09/selamat-datang-malasia.html' title='SELAMAT DATANG MALASIA'/><author><name>Mónica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03337465672434935933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P1fYcHpOCTw/Sreu-8RJUYI/AAAAAAAAAXw/ZkFh2ozzXWU/s72-c/Kuala+Lumpur_2009+09+20_0448.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3013580165057882818.post-4463116040003637872</id><published>2009-06-24T09:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T12:00:25.307-07:00</updated><title type='text'>23-24 de Junio-FIESTAS SAN JUAN......CóMO ME GUSTARíA ESTAR EN ALICANTE!!</title><summary type='text'>La noche de San Juan acércate a la orilla del mar en la Comunitat Valenciana y participa del sentido mágico, festivo y abierto a todos de la cultura mediterránea. Los orígenes de las celebraciones de la noche más corta del año, el 23 de junio, víspera de la festividad de San Juan, se pierden en la noche de los tiempos de las diferentes culturas que pueblan el Mediterráneo. Como festividad pagana </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miblogestacionesdepaso.blogspot.com/feeds/4463116040003637872/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3013580165057882818&amp;postID=4463116040003637872&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3013580165057882818/posts/default/4463116040003637872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3013580165057882818/posts/default/4463116040003637872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miblogestacionesdepaso.blogspot.com/2009/06/23-24-de-junio-fiestas-san-juancomo-me.html' title='23-24 de Junio-FIESTAS SAN JUAN......CóMO ME GUSTARíA ESTAR EN ALICANTE!!'/><author><name>Mónica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03337465672434935933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3013580165057882818.post-3116202376127751485</id><published>2009-06-06T11:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T11:42:57.695-07:00</updated><title type='text'>EL AMOR</title><summary type='text'>El Amor es la unión de los semejantes, es la conexión de seres que vibran en la misma sintonía. Por ello, el amor personal de hombre a mujer es inferior desde ese punto de vista al Amor impersonal de un ser humano hacia otro ser humano. Y un espíritu que no ama de esa manera, no tiene piedad... es un espíritu partido en dos.¿Se dan cuenta que no tiene nada que ver con una mitad masculina y otra </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miblogestacionesdepaso.blogspot.com/feeds/3116202376127751485/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3013580165057882818&amp;postID=3116202376127751485&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3013580165057882818/posts/default/3116202376127751485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3013580165057882818/posts/default/3116202376127751485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miblogestacionesdepaso.blogspot.com/2009/06/el-amor.html' title='EL AMOR'/><author><name>Mónica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03337465672434935933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P1fYcHpOCTw/Siq2GzGZjxI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/w7Lx2bbFZek/s72-c/1222847195728.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3013580165057882818.post-3163690997899773780</id><published>2009-05-30T10:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T07:59:55.568-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ya son 9 años......</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miblogestacionesdepaso.blogspot.com/feeds/3163690997899773780/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3013580165057882818&amp;postID=3163690997899773780&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3013580165057882818/posts/default/3163690997899773780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3013580165057882818/posts/default/3163690997899773780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miblogestacionesdepaso.blogspot.com/2009/05/volver.html' title='Ya son 9 años......'/><author><name>Mónica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03337465672434935933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3013580165057882818.post-7067372450705906444</id><published>2009-05-18T10:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T06:05:19.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Se llenó de rabia,cogió la copa de vino que estaba encima de la mesa de cristaly la tiró al suelo.Sintió como su cuerpo se pintabade color rojo con olor a cereza fresca.Sus ojos se llenaron de agua...las lágrimas apenas se mantuvieronen ellos unos segundos....Ella se las secó con su pañuelo blancoel mismo con el que un rato antesse había limpiado el carmín de sus labios.No pensaba llorar por él..</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miblogestacionesdepaso.blogspot.com/feeds/7067372450705906444/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3013580165057882818&amp;postID=7067372450705906444&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3013580165057882818/posts/default/7067372450705906444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3013580165057882818/posts/default/7067372450705906444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miblogestacionesdepaso.blogspot.com/2009/05/ella-se-lleno-de-rabia-cogio-la-copa-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Mónica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03337465672434935933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P1fYcHpOCTw/ShGY8xgTErI/AAAAAAAAAXI/0f4OqZnXlxk/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3013580165057882818.post-1117043221210384715</id><published>2009-05-16T09:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T10:12:29.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'>POEMA 1</title><summary type='text'>Tú que posees fama de mitoProducto de imaginaciones.Tú que no dejas descubrirteComo niño jugando al escondite.La duda impresaLa cara ocultaSonrisa de corazón agitadoDe esencia coloreanteSiempre a tu libre albedrío.Hoy es viernes.Descansa,dormida estás.Escucha las súplicasGritos desgarradores de poetas ficticiosMitad de sueños anheladosDeseosos de tiritar con tu presenciaOh despiertaMónica</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miblogestacionesdepaso.blogspot.com/feeds/1117043221210384715/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3013580165057882818&amp;postID=1117043221210384715&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3013580165057882818/posts/default/1117043221210384715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3013580165057882818/posts/default/1117043221210384715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miblogestacionesdepaso.blogspot.com/2009/05/poema-1.html' title='POEMA 1'/><author><name>Mónica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03337465672434935933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3013580165057882818.post-6002770863697631312</id><published>2009-05-10T11:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T11:20:04.737-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gracias Mark</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miblogestacionesdepaso.blogspot.com/feeds/6002770863697631312/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3013580165057882818&amp;postID=6002770863697631312&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3013580165057882818/posts/default/6002770863697631312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3013580165057882818/posts/default/6002770863697631312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miblogestacionesdepaso.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html' title='Gracias Mark'/><author><name>Mónica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03337465672434935933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3013580165057882818.post-5673574196817021295</id><published>2009-05-05T23:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T00:08:25.587-07:00</updated><title type='text'>EL ALMA GEMELA</title><summary type='text'>Cuando le hablas entiende tu lenguaje, comprende exactamente lo que le dices, sin tener que dar largas explicaciones para hacerte entender. Cuando clavas la mirada en sus pupilas percibe las palpitaciones que emanan de tu ser poniendo al descubierto tus emociones porque existe un latir sincronizado. Cuando está a tu lado y descubre lo inédito también a ti se te manifiestan los hechos con sólo </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miblogestacionesdepaso.blogspot.com/feeds/5673574196817021295/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3013580165057882818&amp;postID=5673574196817021295&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3013580165057882818/posts/default/5673574196817021295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3013580165057882818/posts/default/5673574196817021295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miblogestacionesdepaso.blogspot.com/2009/05/el-alma-gemela.html' title='EL ALMA GEMELA'/><author><name>Mónica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03337465672434935933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P1fYcHpOCTw/SgE3RpdQRjI/AAAAAAAAAW4/0Jv43HaLQeA/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3013580165057882818.post-8844005342002006977</id><published>2009-04-25T09:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T09:11:32.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Que siempre haya una sonrisa, que es el mayor poder que uno tiene, para convertir la oscuridad en luz.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miblogestacionesdepaso.blogspot.com/feeds/8844005342002006977/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3013580165057882818&amp;postID=8844005342002006977&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3013580165057882818/posts/default/8844005342002006977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3013580165057882818/posts/default/8844005342002006977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miblogestacionesdepaso.blogspot.com/2009/04/que-siempre-haya-una-sonrisa-que-es-el.html' title=''/><author><name>Mónica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03337465672434935933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P1fYcHpOCTw/SfM2B6KitKI/AAAAAAAAAV4/gUC26Lo_AAI/s72-c/HADAS_1_VIOLETA.png' 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height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3013580165057882818.post-5710119541815522127</id><published>2009-04-09T11:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T06:01:53.662-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hoy encontré este video y me encantó</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miblogestacionesdepaso.blogspot.com/feeds/5710119541815522127/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3013580165057882818&amp;postID=5710119541815522127&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3013580165057882818/posts/default/5710119541815522127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3013580165057882818/posts/default/5710119541815522127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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Como no emite ningún sonido solo podrá transmitirlo a Xochiquetzal, diosa de la alegría y las flores.Si pides tu deseo, éste llegará al más grande de los cielosy se cumplirá".</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miblogestacionesdepaso.blogspot.com/feeds/5094853065898648650/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3013580165057882818&amp;postID=5094853065898648650&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3013580165057882818/posts/default/5094853065898648650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3013580165057882818/posts/default/5094853065898648650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miblogestacionesdepaso.blogspot.com/2009/03/cuenta-la-leyenda-nahuatl-si-quieres.html' title=''/><author><name>Mónica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03337465672434935933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P1fYcHpOCTw/ScP4r5--ilI/AAAAAAAAAVo/7FLdpVmOXI4/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3013580165057882818.post-3426567660862622631</id><published>2009-03-18T11:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T11:42:24.682-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Para la cultura náhuatl que crecía en el valle de México cuando llegaron los conquistadores, las mariposas simbolizaban el alma de los guerreros que, habiendo caído en combate, regresaban a la tierra en esa forma colorida y hermosa para embellecer la vida de los hombres. En este caso, el símbolo está tomado en el sentido de la añoranza, del recuerdo"Los aztecas reconocieron a la mariposa monarca </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miblogestacionesdepaso.blogspot.com/feeds/3426567660862622631/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3013580165057882818&amp;postID=3426567660862622631&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3013580165057882818/posts/default/3426567660862622631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3013580165057882818/posts/default/3426567660862622631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miblogestacionesdepaso.blogspot.com/2009/03/para-la-cultura-nahuatl-que-crecia-en.html' title=''/><author><name>Mónica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03337465672434935933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3013580165057882818.post-4563298659392890477</id><published>2009-03-18T08:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T08:32:02.474-07:00</updated><title type='text'>La inspiración de mis palabras escritas</title><summary type='text'>    Si estás ausente, le hablo al silencio.Si callas,te escucho en la distancia.Si me observas,sonrío.Si lloro y me duele.... Sientes pena?Pena es no poder olvidar ni al mismo olvido.Me olvidé de mí. Si piensas en mí, recordaré quien soy. Mónica</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miblogestacionesdepaso.blogspot.com/feeds/4563298659392890477/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3013580165057882818&amp;postID=4563298659392890477&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3013580165057882818/posts/default/4563298659392890477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3013580165057882818/posts/default/4563298659392890477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miblogestacionesdepaso.blogspot.com/2009/03/si-estas-ausente-le-hablo-al-silencio.html' title='La inspiración de mis palabras escritas'/><author><name>Mónica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03337465672434935933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P1fYcHpOCTw/ScERl9Y91RI/AAAAAAAAAVg/Uc_PsOe_zj4/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3013580165057882818.post-2268191141484512619</id><published>2009-03-17T00:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T00:37:15.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sin sentir,sin cruzar palabras,sin sonreír,sin amar,sin mirar atrás,sin decir adióssin despedida.Mónica</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miblogestacionesdepaso.blogspot.com/feeds/2268191141484512619/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P1fYcHpOCTw/Sb9SRkMOKJI/AAAAAAAAAVI/QQaVMcnMUJk/s72-c/mejor%2520no%2520mirar%2520atras.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>31</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3013580165057882818.post-1126185186839009083</id><published>2009-03-17T00:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T02:37:34.712-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>No dejes de mirarme gusta cuando callas, nodejes de mirar,de frente ,de lado, de espaldas,mirar, mirarte, mirarnos ,mirarme...Mónica </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miblogestacionesdepaso.blogspot.com/feeds/1126185186839009083/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3013580165057882818&amp;postID=1126185186839009083&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3013580165057882818/posts/default/1126185186839009083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3013580165057882818/posts/default/1126185186839009083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miblogestacionesdepaso.blogspot.com/2009/03/no-me-dejes-de-mirar-me-gustas-cuando.html' title=''/><author><name>Mónica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03337465672434935933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P1fYcHpOCTw/Sb9Nm0C8hiI/AAAAAAAAAUw/9Vd0g34tkzU/s72-c/miradas9pq.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3013580165057882818.post-5313236075326937472</id><published>2009-03-10T03:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T12:45:52.618-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Me enseñé a olvidarte</title><summary type='text'>Nunca pensé que existiera algo con tanta fuerza y poder como la memoria                      La memoria se vuelve nada y nada es                       un pensamiento de vez en cuando.                      Un pensamiento me hace sonreír,                      Un pensamiento me hace recordar,                      Un pensamiento me hace llorar.                   Un pensamiento es un simple </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miblogestacionesdepaso.blogspot.com/feeds/5313236075326937472/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3013580165057882818&amp;postID=5313236075326937472&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3013580165057882818/posts/default/5313236075326937472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3013580165057882818/posts/default/5313236075326937472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miblogestacionesdepaso.blogspot.com/2009/03/me-ensene-olvidarte.html' title='Me enseñé a olvidarte'/><author><name>Mónica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03337465672434935933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3013580165057882818.post-5806245202945215226</id><published>2009-02-23T08:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T12:28:33.004-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PARA MIS PADRES EN EL DíA DE SU CUMPLEAñOS</title><summary type='text'>Por ser la mujer más generosa,fuerte y luchadora.Por ser el hombre más bueno y protector.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miblogestacionesdepaso.blogspot.com/feeds/5806245202945215226/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3013580165057882818&amp;postID=5806245202945215226&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3013580165057882818/posts/default/5806245202945215226'/><link rel='self' 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title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3013580165057882818&amp;postID=2310720548044189253&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3013580165057882818/posts/default/2310720548044189253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3013580165057882818/posts/default/2310720548044189253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miblogestacionesdepaso.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post_18.html' title=''/><author><name>Mónica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03337465672434935933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3013580165057882818.post-4591001978796588049</id><published>2009-02-16T02:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T02:17:18.282-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DESAFíOS</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miblogestacionesdepaso.blogspot.com/feeds/4591001978796588049/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3013580165057882818&amp;postID=4591001978796588049&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3013580165057882818/posts/default/4591001978796588049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3013580165057882818/posts/default/4591001978796588049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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Besos del color del otoño                                 hojas blancas                                            lágrimas transparentes.              Amores azules                        corazones violetas</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miblogestacionesdepaso.blogspot.com/feeds/4601576803356773726/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3013580165057882818&amp;postID=4601576803356773726&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3013580165057882818/posts/default/4601576803356773726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3013580165057882818/posts/default/4601576803356773726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miblogestacionesdepaso.blogspot.com/2009/02/secretos.html' title='SECRETOS'/><author><name>Mónica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03337465672434935933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P1fYcHpOCTw/SZkt6RJG89I/AAAAAAAAAUo/iJkKxecA2sg/s72-c/Esta.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3013580165057882818.post-1095156884896342774</id><published>2009-02-14T05:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T06:03:36.252-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PARA TODAS MIS AMIGAS/OS EN EL DíA DE SAN VALENTíN</title><summary type='text'>&lt; object width="425" height="344"&gt;&gt;</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miblogestacionesdepaso.blogspot.com/feeds/1095156884896342774/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3013580165057882818&amp;postID=1095156884896342774&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3013580165057882818/posts/default/1095156884896342774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3013580165057882818/posts/default/1095156884896342774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miblogestacionesdepaso.blogspot.com/2009/02/para-todas-mis-amigasos-en-el-dia-de.html' title='PARA TODAS MIS AMIGAS/OS EN EL DíA DE SAN VALENTíN'/><author><name>Mónica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03337465672434935933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3013580165057882818.post-5938858698039145019</id><published>2009-02-11T01:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T01:14:54.882-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miblogestacionesdepaso.blogspot.com/feeds/5938858698039145019/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3013580165057882818&amp;postID=5938858698039145019&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3013580165057882818/posts/default/5938858698039145019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3013580165057882818/posts/default/5938858698039145019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miblogestacionesdepaso.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Mónica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03337465672434935933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3013580165057882818.post-7356673555454430173</id><published>2009-02-05T11:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T23:39:06.208-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Las hadas son criaturas mágicas que iluminan tus sueños.</title><summary type='text'> Que la magia te inunde...de colores,lunas y besos.Besos de mandarina,agua,lunas y universos.Un sueño de cristal irrompible,una varita mágicaque te conceda todos tus deseos.Un mundo de fantasía y brujitas blancas.Un jardín lleno de flores,estrellas,mariposas y sonrisas de caramelo.Mónica</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miblogestacionesdepaso.blogspot.com/feeds/7356673555454430173/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3013580165057882818&amp;postID=7356673555454430173&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3013580165057882818/posts/default/7356673555454430173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3013580165057882818/posts/default/7356673555454430173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miblogestacionesdepaso.blogspot.com/2009/02/las-hadas-son-criaturas-magicas-que.html' title='Las hadas son criaturas mágicas que iluminan tus sueños.'/><author><name>Mónica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03337465672434935933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P1fYcHpOCTw/SYs6TO-rEyI/AAAAAAAAATo/ZjlCjoga9JA/s72-c/hada.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3013580165057882818.post-1651173833366807154</id><published>2009-02-05T10:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T11:52:28.756-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BESOS DEL UNIVERSO</title><summary type='text'>Los besos son mágicosy tienen poderes curativos.Hay besos de luna- se dan por la noche antes de cerrar los ojos.Besos de agua-los que te bañan,Besos de mandarina- con mucho sabor,Besos caseros-de tu propia cosecha,Besos del universo-los que nunca se olvidan.Mónica</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miblogestacionesdepaso.blogspot.com/feeds/1651173833366807154/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3013580165057882818&amp;postID=1651173833366807154&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3013580165057882818/posts/default/1651173833366807154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3013580165057882818/posts/default/1651173833366807154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miblogestacionesdepaso.blogspot.com/2009/02/besos-del-universo.html' title='BESOS DEL UNIVERSO'/><author><name>Mónica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03337465672434935933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P1fYcHpOCTw/SYszVjnMWyI/AAAAAAAAATg/49awzW-6waA/s72-c/child_universe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3013580165057882818.post-8054598352966653304</id><published>2009-01-23T08:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T08:41:34.851-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TENER ALAS</title><summary type='text'>http://pacovenecia.multiply.com/journal/item/274/Tener_alas...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miblogestacionesdepaso.blogspot.com/feeds/8054598352966653304/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3013580165057882818&amp;postID=8054598352966653304&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3013580165057882818/posts/default/8054598352966653304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3013580165057882818/posts/default/8054598352966653304'/><link rel='alternate' 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href='http://miblogestacionesdepaso.blogspot.com/feeds/6646052544888632021/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3013580165057882818&amp;postID=6646052544888632021&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3013580165057882818/posts/default/6646052544888632021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3013580165057882818/posts/default/6646052544888632021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miblogestacionesdepaso.blogspot.com/2009/01/el-corazon-perfecto.html' title='EL CORAZON PERFECTO'/><author><name>Mónica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03337465672434935933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P1fYcHpOCTw/SXnx5RTkm8I/AAAAAAAAAS4/L50vzTh0Mnk/s72-c/Pintando-amor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3013580165057882818.post-8899797605273513311</id><published>2009-01-17T12:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T12:28:05.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NO DUDARíA</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miblogestacionesdepaso.blogspot.com/feeds/8899797605273513311/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3013580165057882818&amp;postID=8899797605273513311&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3013580165057882818/posts/default/8899797605273513311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3013580165057882818/posts/default/8899797605273513311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miblogestacionesdepaso.blogspot.com/2009/01/no-dudara.html' title='NO DUDARíA'/><author><name>Mónica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03337465672434935933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3013580165057882818.post-7817854829862004940</id><published>2009-01-14T21:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T03:27:24.735-08:00</updated><title type='text'>APRENDí....</title><summary type='text'>Aprendí.........que las personas quieren recibir, pero no dar.Aprendí........que hay veces en las que aunque te portes bien, los demás te tratan mal.Aprendí........que no es buena la agresividad.Aprendí.......que se puede insultar tanto con un gesto como con una palabra.Aprendí.......que puedes ser comprensivo......pero ser un incomprendido.Aprendí......que hay más amistades que amores </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miblogestacionesdepaso.blogspot.com/feeds/7817854829862004940/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3013580165057882818&amp;postID=7817854829862004940&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3013580165057882818/posts/default/7817854829862004940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3013580165057882818/posts/default/7817854829862004940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miblogestacionesdepaso.blogspot.com/2009/01/hoy-aprend.html' title='APRENDí....'/><author><name>Mónica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03337465672434935933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3013580165057882818.post-8202303242194059024</id><published>2009-01-10T11:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T23:00:34.924-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MI PRIMERA PUBLICACIóN</title><summary type='text'>Hoy se ha publicado mi tesis en la revista REDELE del Ministerio de Educación,Política Social y Deporte de España. Hacer click aquí:http://www.mepsyd.es/redele/Biblioteca2008/MonicaOrtega.shtml</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miblogestacionesdepaso.blogspot.com/feeds/8202303242194059024/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3013580165057882818&amp;postID=8202303242194059024&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3013580165057882818/posts/default/8202303242194059024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3013580165057882818/posts/default/8202303242194059024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miblogestacionesdepaso.blogspot.com/2009/01/mi-primera-publicacin.html' title='MI PRIMERA PUBLICACIóN'/><author><name>Mónica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03337465672434935933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P1fYcHpOCTw/SWjyN21AGNI/AAAAAAAAASw/LtaWuwdP2M0/s72-c/Revista14.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3013580165057882818.post-3141008100270244719</id><published>2009-01-10T10:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T23:02:29.488-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Relaciones kármicas y almas gemelas</title><summary type='text'>http://talisman.iespana.es/saber/almasgemelas.htmlhttp://www.nuevoser.com/nota2.htm</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miblogestacionesdepaso.blogspot.com/feeds/3141008100270244719/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3013580165057882818&amp;postID=3141008100270244719&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3013580165057882818/posts/default/3141008100270244719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3013580165057882818/posts/default/3141008100270244719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miblogestacionesdepaso.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post.html' title='Relaciones kármicas y almas gemelas'/><author><name>Mónica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03337465672434935933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3013580165057882818.post-304871296368296676</id><published>2009-01-07T04:16:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T07:06:16.685-08:00</updated><title type='text'>EL PUNTO SOBRE LA I. FLAMENCO</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miblogestacionesdepaso.blogspot.com/feeds/304871296368296676/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3013580165057882818&amp;postID=304871296368296676&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3013580165057882818/posts/default/304871296368296676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3013580165057882818/posts/default/304871296368296676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miblogestacionesdepaso.blogspot.com/2009/01/el-punto-sobre-la-i-flamenco.html' title='EL PUNTO SOBRE LA I. FLAMENCO'/><author><name>Mónica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03337465672434935933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3013580165057882818.post-6744361935118002860</id><published>2009-01-05T05:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T07:26:54.202-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cuentos de noche púrpura.LA MAGIA DE LA NIñA AZUL</title><summary type='text'>Hola soy un cuento y ahora mismo no estoy disponible para leer... me están inventando......mi autora se está inspirando.....y cuando este listo me va a presentar a un concurso...  Me podreís leer aquí muy pronto.... </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miblogestacionesdepaso.blogspot.com/feeds/6744361935118002860/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3013580165057882818&amp;postID=6744361935118002860&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3013580165057882818/posts/default/6744361935118002860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3013580165057882818/posts/default/6744361935118002860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miblogestacionesdepaso.blogspot.com/2009/01/la-magia-de-la-nia-azulcuentos-de-noche.html' title='Cuentos de noche púrpura.LA MAGIA DE LA NIñA AZUL'/><author><name>Mónica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03337465672434935933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P1fYcHpOCTw/SWIGIbt1FEI/AAAAAAAAASo/z_FIpPxjAs0/s72-c/1161490416_a81fd6f29e_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3013580165057882818.post-1996629733487611579</id><published>2009-01-05T04:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T20:38:30.493-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Por el momento damos por terminada esta primera lección de poesía......</title><summary type='text'>Niña de luz,de inquieta mirada azul,de corazón tiernoy palabras fuertes, calientes y sólidas.Tú que dices verdades que duelen....No te preocupessi tu corazón morado está...porque las heridas pronto sanarán.Subíste a una nube azul,y te bajaste de un solo salto.Hay un misterio en tu sangre,sangre fuerte,alma roja.Mujer castellana de luna llena y besos de plata.Te encontraste a tí misma a través de </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miblogestacionesdepaso.blogspot.com/feeds/1996629733487611579/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3013580165057882818&amp;postID=1996629733487611579&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3013580165057882818/posts/default/1996629733487611579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3013580165057882818/posts/default/1996629733487611579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miblogestacionesdepaso.blogspot.com/2009/01/por-el-momento-damos-por-terminada-esta.html' title='Por el momento damos por terminada esta primera lección de poesía......'/><author><name>Mónica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03337465672434935933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P1fYcHpOCTw/SWIFh8Mt2vI/AAAAAAAAASg/YO3WZl1rWaM/s72-c/2715091873_5c6a7d1f91_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3013580165057882818.post-6846069671429369489</id><published>2008-12-17T11:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T10:29:35.304-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LA MUJER MADURA</title><summary type='text'>La Mujer Madura sabe lo que realmente quiere...Se conoce lo suficiente a sí misma para saber dónde...cuándo...cómo y con quién quiere realizar algo...sin importar el qué dirán y...aún muchas veces por encima de la opinión de su pareja...esto es Sinceridad...La Mujer Madura conoce sus Atributos y...no siente temor ni celos de reconocer los de otra Mujer...aunque no sea de su agrado...porque ella </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miblogestacionesdepaso.blogspot.com/feeds/6846069671429369489/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3013580165057882818&amp;postID=6846069671429369489&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3013580165057882818/posts/default/6846069671429369489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3013580165057882818/posts/default/6846069671429369489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miblogestacionesdepaso.blogspot.com/2008/12/la-mujer-madura.html' title='LA MUJER MADURA'/><author><name>Mónica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03337465672434935933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P1fYcHpOCTw/SUlahV_ywAI/AAAAAAAAARY/UWbkHXiRV0g/s72-c/gse_multipart2036.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3013580165057882818.post-2239586877121584101</id><published>2008-12-17T03:53:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T12:25:35.157-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LAS MIL CARAS DE LA MUJER MARIPOSA</title><summary type='text'>Mariposa mujerMariposa niña/ángel</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miblogestacionesdepaso.blogspot.com/feeds/2239586877121584101/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3013580165057882818&amp;postID=2239586877121584101&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3013580165057882818/posts/default/2239586877121584101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3013580165057882818/posts/default/2239586877121584101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miblogestacionesdepaso.blogspot.com/2008/12/las-mil-caras-de-la-mujer-mariposa_6906.html' title='LAS MIL CARAS DE LA MUJER MARIPOSA'/><author><name>Mónica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03337465672434935933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P1fYcHpOCTw/SUlgCiTPbyI/AAAAAAAAASI/1Q3mX9CyXVM/s72-c/02630.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3013580165057882818.post-1759791174022162101</id><published>2008-12-17T03:49:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T12:13:23.909-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LAS MIL CARAS DE LA MUJER MARIPOSA</title><summary type='text'> Mariposa en movimiento/Mariposa en caminoMariposa guerrera Mariposa de colores</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miblogestacionesdepaso.blogspot.com/feeds/1759791174022162101/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3013580165057882818&amp;postID=1759791174022162101&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3013580165057882818/posts/default/1759791174022162101'/><link 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type='text'>LA MUJER MARIPOSA</title><summary type='text'> La mariposa es un insecto diurno o nocturno provisto de cuatro alas que está en constante movimiento,capaz de atravesar fronteras y muy versátil.Simbología de la mariposa.....La mariposa / colores.La mariposa/ ángel.La mariposa /niña.La mariposa/ mujer.La mariposa/guerrera.La mariposa/camino.La mariposa/movimientoMónica</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miblogestacionesdepaso.blogspot.com/feeds/1976466460095948942/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3013580165057882818&amp;postID=1976466460095948942&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3013580165057882818/posts/default/1976466460095948942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3013580165057882818/posts/default/1976466460095948942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miblogestacionesdepaso.blogspot.com/2008/12/la-mariposa-es-un-insecto-diurno-o.html' title='LA MUJER MARIPOSA'/><author><name>Mónica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03337465672434935933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P1fYcHpOCTw/SUlJE8qECJI/AAAAAAAAARQ/KpcY2YJ4Dn4/s72-c/02311.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3013580165057882818.post-3272769889177259107</id><published>2008-12-16T11:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T12:28:56.121-08:00</updated><title type='text'>EFECTO MARIPOSA</title><summary type='text'></summary><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3013580165057882818.post-8891284861682608781</id><published>2008-11-25T09:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T11:47:58.859-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CUENTOS DE NOCHE PúRPURA</title><summary type='text'>" Mi árbol especial"-Buenas noches árbol.-Buenas noches. ¿Quién eres?-Soy yo. ¿No me recuerdas? He vuelto...¡Ay! Si supieras como te he extrañado.....- ¿Eres tu morenita? Ha pasado mucho tiempo....casi no te reconocí.....Pero...déjame que te mire bien....a ver,a ver......¡Uy! ¡Cómo has cambiado! ¿Seguro que eres tú? ¿Dónde has estado?-Sí,sí....soy yo.Disculpame,he tardado mucho en volver.Me fuí </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miblogestacionesdepaso.blogspot.com/feeds/8891284861682608781/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3013580165057882818&amp;postID=8891284861682608781&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3013580165057882818/posts/default/8891284861682608781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3013580165057882818/posts/default/8891284861682608781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miblogestacionesdepaso.blogspot.com/2008/11/cuentos-de-noche-prpura.html' title='CUENTOS DE NOCHE PúRPURA'/><author><name>Mónica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03337465672434935933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P1fYcHpOCTw/SSw1eNb9g3I/AAAAAAAAANY/DHaKzJ5aiwU/s72-c/My_Tree_Is_Special_by_gorjuss%5B1%5D.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3013580165057882818.post-9140532011897289378</id><published>2008-11-25T08:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T09:07:40.274-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Los que sueñan de día,conocen muchas cosas que ignoran los que solamente sueñan de noche. Edgar Allan Poe.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miblogestacionesdepaso.blogspot.com/feeds/9140532011897289378/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3013580165057882818&amp;postID=9140532011897289378&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3013580165057882818/posts/default/9140532011897289378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3013580165057882818/posts/default/9140532011897289378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miblogestacionesdepaso.blogspot.com/2008/11/los-que-suean-de-da-conocen-muchas.html' title=''/><author><name>Mónica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03337465672434935933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P1fYcHpOCTw/SSwwkrUWmjI/AAAAAAAAAM4/AglIc41fkyE/s72-c/images%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3013580165057882818.post-5786544095190920528</id><published>2008-11-25T08:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T09:42:47.888-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A veces hay que ver el mundo con ojos de niña.....para descubrir lo que dejamos de observar como adulto......Mónica</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miblogestacionesdepaso.blogspot.com/feeds/5786544095190920528/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3013580165057882818&amp;postID=5786544095190920528&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3013580165057882818.post-6070811654609564059</id><published>2008-11-18T09:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T09:25:46.598-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"No existe el amor, sino las pruebas de amor, y la prueba de amor a aquel que amamos es dejarlo vivir libremente" </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miblogestacionesdepaso.blogspot.com/feeds/6070811654609564059/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3013580165057882818&amp;postID=6070811654609564059&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3013580165057882818/posts/default/6070811654609564059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3013580165057882818/posts/default/6070811654609564059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miblogestacionesdepaso.blogspot.com/2008/11/no-existe-el-amor-sino-las-pruebas-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Mónica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03337465672434935933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P1fYcHpOCTw/SSw1Bcsp2LI/AAAAAAAAANQ/eupz0cJadfA/s72-c/1439R-1074376%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3013580165057882818.post-1249272979123899550</id><published>2008-11-02T02:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T10:16:24.781-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>PERSONAS ESPECIALESEn este mundo, las personas especialesson las más valiosas y las más apreciadas.Sin importar lo que pase, ellassiempre comprenden y acuden en tú ayudaTe toman la mano.Te brindan sonrisas cuando lo necesitas.Escuchan y atienden lo que se diceen los silencios.Las personas especiales saben perfectamentequé hacer. Pueden colmar tu vida sólodiciendo algo que nadie más habría dicho.A</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miblogestacionesdepaso.blogspot.com/feeds/1249272979123899550/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3013580165057882818&amp;postID=1249272979123899550&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3013580165057882818/posts/default/1249272979123899550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3013580165057882818/posts/default/1249272979123899550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miblogestacionesdepaso.blogspot.com/2008/11/personas-especiales-en-este-mundo-las.html' title=''/><author><name>Mónica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03337465672434935933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3013580165057882818.post-8829093225039012488</id><published>2008-10-20T22:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T07:16:55.602-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ME GUSTA</title><summary type='text'>Me gusta la espontaneidad,la reciprocidad,la sinceridad.Me gusta soñar.Me gusta el color morado,el azul.Me gusta escuchar.Me gusta la gente interesante,auténtica.Me gusta dormir.Me gustan las películas y la música.Me encanta leer.Me encanta aprender.Me gusta crear.Me gusta ser valiente.Me gusta la multiculturalidad.Me gusta bailar.Me gusta el chocolate,el sushi y la comida mediterránea.Me gusta </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miblogestacionesdepaso.blogspot.com/feeds/8829093225039012488/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3013580165057882818.post-8808407620376321630</id><published>2008-10-09T10:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T10:32:59.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NO TE SALVES.MARIO BENEDETTI</title><summary type='text'>No te quedes inmóvilal borde del caminono congeles el júbilono quieras con desganano te salves ahorani nunca           no te salvesno te llenes de calmano reserves del mundosólo un rincón tranquilono dejes caer los párpadospesados como juiciosno te quedes sin labiosno te duermas sin sueñono te pienses sin sangreno te juzgues sin tiempopero sipese a todono puedes evitarloy congelas el júbiloy </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miblogestacionesdepaso.blogspot.com/feeds/8808407620376321630/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3013580165057882818&amp;postID=8808407620376321630&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3013580165057882818/posts/default/8808407620376321630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3013580165057882818/posts/default/8808407620376321630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miblogestacionesdepaso.blogspot.com/2008/10/no-te-salvesmario-benedetti.html' title='NO TE SALVES.MARIO BENEDETTI'/><author><name>Mónica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03337465672434935933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3013580165057882818.post-5902483614897037382</id><published>2008-10-06T08:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T09:00:13.061-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FOTOS DE CLASE</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miblogestacionesdepaso.blogspot.com/feeds/5902483614897037382/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3013580165057882818&amp;postID=5902483614897037382&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3013580165057882818/posts/default/5902483614897037382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3013580165057882818/posts/default/5902483614897037382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miblogestacionesdepaso.blogspot.com/2008/10/fotos-de-clase_06.html' title='FOTOS DE CLASE'/><author><name>Mónica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03337465672434935933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P1fYcHpOCTw/SOo14ArOTQI/AAAAAAAAAMM/RCuRQrLr8HA/s72-c/dia+011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3013580165057882818.post-1929063453797437752</id><published>2008-10-06T08:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T08:49:30.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FOTOS DE CLASE</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miblogestacionesdepaso.blogspot.com/feeds/1929063453797437752/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3013580165057882818&amp;postID=1929063453797437752&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3013580165057882818/posts/default/1929063453797437752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3013580165057882818/posts/default/1929063453797437752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miblogestacionesdepaso.blogspot.com/2008/10/fotos-de-clase.html' title='FOTOS DE CLASE'/><author><name>Mónica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03337465672434935933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P1fYcHpOCTw/SOoyiLf0LdI/AAAAAAAAAL0/nQli6hzND9k/s72-c/dia+013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3013580165057882818.post-2677635954652328628</id><published>2008-10-02T10:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T10:58:17.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SE ACABó EL RAMADáN.</title><summary type='text'>EID MUBARAK Ya se terminó el mes de Ramadán y estamos en Eid.Ahora estamos de vacaciones en la escuela,una semanita....después de las vacaciones todo volverá a la normalidad.Se acabaron las clases cortas y los horarios reducidos.A partir del domingo empezamos la jornada completa de 7.30 a 3.30. de la tarde.Durante este mes ha sido un poco estresante dar las clases,porque duraban solo 35 minutos y</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P1fYcHpOCTw/SOUJuCf09yI/AAAAAAAAALM/rXKjejT7Om8/s72-c/m_e2008_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3013580165057882818.post-8079943194416359480</id><published>2008-09-26T05:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T05:25:32.639-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ESTO ES ARTE Y LO DEMáS ES TONTERíA......</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miblogestacionesdepaso.blogspot.com/feeds/8079943194416359480/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3013580165057882818&amp;postID=8079943194416359480&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3013580165057882818/posts/default/8079943194416359480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3013580165057882818/posts/default/8079943194416359480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miblogestacionesdepaso.blogspot.com/2008/09/eso-es-arte-y-lo-dems-es-tontera.html' title='ESTO ES ARTE Y LO DEMáS ES TONTERíA......'/><author><name>Mónica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03337465672434935933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3013580165057882818.post-3231242303184015801</id><published>2008-09-22T10:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T11:12:20.534-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BEBE " REVOLVIO"</title><summary type='text'>Porque fue suficiente hablarle con los ojos desde allí.Si en ese mismo instante su vida era tranquila y feliz,la vino a revolver con bollitos y miel.Mareas en la tierra, el cielo iba cubriéndose de gris.Porque salió el torrente, el miedo y las ganas de sentir.Y quiso saborear la masa de su pan.Revolvió su calor con su voz, con leche y azúcar se lo dio a beber.Bordeó el corazón la razón con unos </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miblogestacionesdepaso.blogspot.com/feeds/3231242303184015801/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3013580165057882818&amp;postID=3231242303184015801&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3013580165057882818/posts/default/3231242303184015801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3013580165057882818/posts/default/3231242303184015801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miblogestacionesdepaso.blogspot.com/2008/09/bebe.html' title='BEBE &quot; REVOLVIO&quot;'/><author><name>Mónica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03337465672434935933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3013580165057882818.post-314621955784785069</id><published>2008-09-18T14:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T01:34:21.057-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Lágrimas de color negrocaen por tus mejillascuando sopla el viento.Se acerca, te alejas...Se aleja, te acercas....Fue todo.Fue mucho...Fue poco.Fue nada..Nada...es el vacíoPoco...es la nostalgiaMucho...lo que hubotodo me rompe el alma.Soy tú... eres yo.Mónica</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miblogestacionesdepaso.blogspot.com/feeds/314621955784785069/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3013580165057882818.post-3283619669653941812</id><published>2008-09-13T10:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T11:04:55.431-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MY NEW SCHOOL</title><summary type='text'> TEACHERS AND STAFF 2008-09Two weeks ago I started working in Dubai International Academy. It is the first school in the UAE to offer a rigorous and transdisciplinary curriculum and a rich language programme based on the three prestigious programmes from the Geneva based International Baccalaureate (IB) – Primary Years Programme (PYP), Middle Years Programme (MYP) and Diploma Programme (DP).The </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miblogestacionesdepaso.blogspot.com/feeds/3283619669653941812/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3013580165057882818&amp;postID=3283619669653941812&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3013580165057882818/posts/default/3283619669653941812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3013580165057882818/posts/default/3283619669653941812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miblogestacionesdepaso.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-new-school.html' title='MY NEW SCHOOL'/><author><name>Mónica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03337465672434935933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P1fYcHpOCTw/SMv5zH6r_TI/AAAAAAAAAKk/bUD6LKZ64CI/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3013580165057882818.post-8185074867766921902</id><published>2008-08-22T11:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T16:11:03.304-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SIGUR ROS- Glósoli</title><summary type='text'>Este es el video de la canción Glósóli del grupo islandés Sigur Ros.Es un canto a la esperanza.Debajo está la letra de la canción en castellano.¡UNA INYECCIóN DE POSITIVISMO!¡Me encanta!SOL RESPLANDECIENTE/ Canto a la esperanzaAhora que estoy despiertotodo parece distintoMiro a mi alrededory no encuentro nadaAl ponerme los zapatos me doy cuentade que ella aún lleva puesto el pijamahallado en el </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miblogestacionesdepaso.blogspot.com/feeds/8185074867766921902/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3013580165057882818&amp;postID=8185074867766921902&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3013580165057882818/posts/default/8185074867766921902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3013580165057882818/posts/default/8185074867766921902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miblogestacionesdepaso.blogspot.com/2008/08/sigur-ros-glsoli.html' title='SIGUR ROS- Glósoli'/><author><name>Mónica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03337465672434935933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3013580165057882818.post-3240788366825369852</id><published>2008-08-16T07:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T07:06:50.187-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LENGUAS MINORITARIAS: EL EUSKERA Y EL QUECHUA</title><summary type='text'>“Al desaparecer las lenguas, las culturas mueren”La lengua es el instrumento a través del cual las personas expresan sentimientos y deseos, es el vehículo que permite la comunicación con los demás y es sin duda, uno de los factores que definen la identidad de los seres humanos como individuos y como parte de un grupo. Las lenguas no sólo tienen una función de comunicación inmediata entre las </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miblogestacionesdepaso.blogspot.com/feeds/3240788366825369852/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3013580165057882818&amp;postID=3240788366825369852&amp;isPopup=true' title='24 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3013580165057882818/posts/default/3240788366825369852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3013580165057882818/posts/default/3240788366825369852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miblogestacionesdepaso.blogspot.com/2008/08/lenguas-minoritarias-el-euskera-y-el.html' title='LENGUAS MINORITARIAS: EL EUSKERA Y EL QUECHUA'/><author><name>Mónica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03337465672434935933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P1fYcHpOCTw/SKbyRo418SI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/B0hjuibUGzI/s72-c/quechua.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3013580165057882818.post-8835952590450642859</id><published>2008-08-14T08:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T11:06:51.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>THIS SONG MAKES ME HAPPY....</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miblogestacionesdepaso.blogspot.com/feeds/8835952590450642859/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3013580165057882818.post-3298743646477055124</id><published>2008-08-13T11:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T14:32:37.795-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SUEÑOS</title><summary type='text'>Me gusta soñar......Imaginarme situaciones imposibles que pudieran pasar,cambiarle los colores a las cosas,reirme de todas las situaciones en las que me encuentro....bonitas,divertidas,graciosas,feas,tristes,tontas....Aprender de todas aquellas personitas especiales que se cruzaron,cruzan y cruzarán en mi camino.... pues me enseñaron y me enseñarán a crecer cada día un poco más....."Las hojitas </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miblogestacionesdepaso.blogspot.com/feeds/3298743646477055124/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3013580165057882818.post-426820045824387263</id><published>2008-08-12T07:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T02:32:36.889-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ACTIVIDADES DE CLASE</title><summary type='text'>BLOGS DE MÚSICA LATINA Y ESPAÑOLA HECHOS POR LOS ALUMNOS DE MI CLASE DE ESPAÑOL EN LA UNIVERSIDAD AMERICANA DE DUBAI.Los alumnos/as tuvieron que hacer un proyecto de investigación que consistía en:Primero, escuchar diferentes tipos de música hispana y relacionarlos con las fotografías que la profesora les mostró.Después , buscar información sobre los diferentes estilos de músicas hispanas y en </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miblogestacionesdepaso.blogspot.com/feeds/426820045824387263/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3013580165057882818&amp;postID=426820045824387263&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3013580165057882818/posts/default/426820045824387263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3013580165057882818/posts/default/426820045824387263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miblogestacionesdepaso.blogspot.com/2008/08/actividades-de-clase.html' title='ACTIVIDADES DE CLASE'/><author><name>Mónica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03337465672434935933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3013580165057882818.post-2834191011054865332</id><published>2008-08-10T05:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T14:50:53.297-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LO LEí Y ME PARECIó CURIOSO....Y MUY CIERTO....</title><summary type='text'>"DIME COMO TE HAN AMADO Y TE DIRé COMO HACES EL AMOR"Si te han amado respetando tu libertad personal y tu capacidad de toma de decisiones...no tendrás inhibiciones sexuales y siempre expresarás y harás lo que deseas sin tabúes.Si te han amado desde el control y los celos...... tendrás miedo de ser tú mismo/a con tu pareja y no sabrás lo que es la comunicación sexual." DA, PIDE, DIALOGA, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miblogestacionesdepaso.blogspot.com/feeds/2834191011054865332/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3013580165057882818&amp;postID=2834191011054865332&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3013580165057882818/posts/default/2834191011054865332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3013580165057882818/posts/default/2834191011054865332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miblogestacionesdepaso.blogspot.com/2008/08/lo-le-y-me-pareci-curiosoy-muy-cierto.html' title='LO LEí Y ME PARECIó CURIOSO....Y MUY CIERTO....'/><author><name>Mónica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03337465672434935933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P1fYcHpOCTw/SJ7ofaPM-ZI/AAAAAAAAAHM/7ztyMWnc2XM/s72-c/casabl.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3013580165057882818.post-3129806628914144985</id><published>2008-08-08T08:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T14:23:47.922-07:00</updated><title type='text'>POR FIN!!!!!</title><summary type='text'>Esta semana me han informado que oficialmente he terminado el Máster de "profesor/a de español como lengua extranjera¨ que estaba haciendo con la Universidad de León y la Fundación Universitaria Iberoamericana.Después de cuatro añitos de trabajo y estudio, mi tutor me dio el visto bueno hace unos días y la directora académica de la Universidad de León me lo ha calificado con un nueve sobre diez, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miblogestacionesdepaso.blogspot.com/feeds/3129806628914144985/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3013580165057882818&amp;postID=3129806628914144985&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3013580165057882818/posts/default/3129806628914144985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3013580165057882818/posts/default/3129806628914144985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miblogestacionesdepaso.blogspot.com/2008/08/por-fin.html' title='POR FIN!!!!!'/><author><name>Mónica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03337465672434935933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P1fYcHpOCTw/SJ9cQQVYmHI/AAAAAAAAAIM/-8Bk0KL_00M/s72-c/thumbnailCAFZJZ3R.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3013580165057882818.post-4041787110837471980</id><published>2008-07-30T14:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T07:30:43.859-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MI TIERRA</title><summary type='text'>Hoy soñe que volvía a tí, tierra mía.Abrí los ojos y junto a tí me encontré de nuevo.Raíces,familia, recuerdos...¡Qué distinta y a la vez que igual te veo!Juego a imaginar que no me voy,que nunca me fuí,que junto a tí permanezco.Amistades eternasque nunca mueren,que siempre están ahí,que no cambian con el paso del tiempo.Cierro los ojos....y en un segundo veo pasar mi vida...como en un libro,como</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P1fYcHpOCTw/SK7NiIjRYpI/AAAAAAAAAKc/bvuEW7-W110/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3013580165057882818.post-6264945156643431374</id><published>2008-07-28T05:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T05:45:41.338-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GARCÍA MONTERO</title><summary type='text'>Gracias Pino,me gustó la frase......"La intimidad nos dice que hay amores extraños,extraños como un río sin ciudad,como alargadas noches en las que se adivina que resulta imposible la traición una vez que aprendemos a perdonar traiciones y verdades" (García Montero)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miblogestacionesdepaso.blogspot.com/feeds/6264945156643431374/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3013580165057882818.post-308476760940815793</id><published>2008-07-22T08:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T05:46:14.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SEYCHELLES</title><summary type='text'> WAKE UP....WE ARE IN PARADISE!!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miblogestacionesdepaso.blogspot.com/feeds/308476760940815793/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3013580165057882818&amp;postID=308476760940815793&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3013580165057882818/posts/default/308476760940815793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3013580165057882818/posts/default/308476760940815793'/><link 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secretos de amor.Los dedos fríos se cubrieron con guantespara que la melancolía no pudiera traspasarles.Pero la locura llegó....y con ello la indecisión.Momentos oscuros,intensos y duros.Luces,remolinos,árboles junto al río.....Aún les queda un largo </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miblogestacionesdepaso.blogspot.com/feeds/6501807836133621093/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3013580165057882818&amp;postID=6501807836133621093&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3013580165057882818/posts/default/6501807836133621093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3013580165057882818/posts/default/6501807836133621093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miblogestacionesdepaso.blogspot.com/2008/07/los-cristales-transparentes-miraron-las.html' title=''/><author><name>Mónica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03337465672434935933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P1fYcHpOCTw/SH5mP1n8nLI/AAAAAAAAAGU/jmf1ror_CTI/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3013580165057882818.post-7442126502538063312</id><published>2008-07-11T03:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T08:16:46.801-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PENSAMIENTOS DE POESíA....</title><summary type='text'>El agua salada junto a la orilla del mar.Reflejos de luna que me dan calor.Miradas de niñarisas,pasión.La noche es azulcolores de amorCaricias de azúcarBesos de algodón.Mónica</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miblogestacionesdepaso.blogspot.com/feeds/7442126502538063312/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3013580165057882818&amp;postID=7442126502538063312&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3013580165057882818/posts/default/7442126502538063312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3013580165057882818/posts/default/7442126502538063312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miblogestacionesdepaso.blogspot.com/2008/07/pensamientos-de-poesa.html' title='PENSAMIENTOS DE POESíA....'/><author><name>Mónica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03337465672434935933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P1fYcHpOCTw/SHcxlpx37yI/AAAAAAAAAGM/OuQHJ2nx6LY/s72-c/870_2004-0411s.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3013580165057882818.post-6736664267749667657</id><published>2008-07-08T12:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T00:55:43.454-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PENSAMIENTOS.....</title><summary type='text'>Llamadas a la puerta.Ganas de gritar.Coraje y fuerzas para continuar.Ojos bajos,mirada ausente...Ya vuelvo a mí, te tengo presente.Ansias de luchar. De nuevo... llegó la tranquilidad.SI,NO,SI,NO,TIC,TAC,TIC,TAC.Quiero Volar.  Mónica</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miblogestacionesdepaso.blogspot.com/feeds/6736664267749667657/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3013580165057882818&amp;postID=6736664267749667657&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3013580165057882818/posts/default/6736664267749667657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3013580165057882818/posts/default/6736664267749667657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miblogestacionesdepaso.blogspot.com/2008/07/llamadas-la-puerta.html' title='PENSAMIENTOS.....'/><author><name>Mónica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03337465672434935933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P1fYcHpOCTw/SHPBMNgQhII/AAAAAAAAAF8/OUmfWnnSIbk/s72-c/7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3013580165057882818.post-4960234714268100181</id><published>2008-07-01T12:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T15:40:41.714-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FLAMENCO PASIóN</title><summary type='text'> El flamenco es un estilo de música popular que se originó en Andalucía.Es un arte que nació de la unión del pueblo gitano con el folklore andalúz y con las aportaciones de numerosas culturas que convivieron en el sur de España.El pueblo gitano se convirtió en la minoria racial y cultural más importante de Andalucia y sus condiciones de vida empeoraron con los años. De ahí que los gitanos </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miblogestacionesdepaso.blogspot.com/feeds/4960234714268100181/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3013580165057882818&amp;postID=4960234714268100181&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3013580165057882818/posts/default/4960234714268100181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3013580165057882818/posts/default/4960234714268100181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miblogestacionesdepaso.blogspot.com/2008/07/flamenco-pasin.html' title='FLAMENCO PASIóN'/><author><name>Mónica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03337465672434935933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P1fYcHpOCTw/SGqH8Em_deI/AAAAAAAAAEI/y30f6_erH08/s72-c/2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3013580165057882818.post-8748074708193184133</id><published>2008-07-01T09:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T15:03:08.919-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ME QUEDE SIN PALABRAS.PERO YA ESTOY AQUí DE NUEVO....</title><summary type='text'>Aquí estoy de nuevo, después de estar casi un año sin escribir.....preparada para contaros cositas que me gustan!! Hoy he terminado de leer GIRLS OF RIYADH de Rajaa Al-Sanea, es una escritora de Arabia Saudí que se ha hecho famosa después de escribir este libro.La novela se publicó hace tres años en el Líbano, en la lengua árabe y en el año 2007 se tradujo al inglés.Me ha gustado mucho porque </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miblogestacionesdepaso.blogspot.com/feeds/8748074708193184133/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3013580165057882818&amp;postID=8748074708193184133&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3013580165057882818/posts/default/8748074708193184133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3013580165057882818/posts/default/8748074708193184133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miblogestacionesdepaso.blogspot.com/2008/07/me-quede-sin-palabraspero-ya-estoy-aqu.html' title='ME QUEDE SIN PALABRAS.PERO YA ESTOY AQUí DE NUEVO....'/><author><name>Mónica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03337465672434935933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P1fYcHpOCTw/SGpu_Hi046I/AAAAAAAAADQ/8x6MRgJk5Cg/s72-c/61Xr5901%252BjL__SL500_BO2,204,203,200_PIsitb-dp-500-arrow,TopRight,45,-64_OU01_AA240_SH20_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3013580165057882818.post-8126890833633936032</id><published>2007-08-25T03:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T12:00:13.497-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PUBLICACIONES DE ESTE BLOG</title><summary type='text'>Puedes ver este blog en.....You can see this blog inhttp://www.todoele.net/http://www.blogprofesor.org/</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miblogestacionesdepaso.blogspot.com/feeds/8126890833633936032/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3013580165057882818&amp;postID=8126890833633936032&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3013580165057882818/posts/default/8126890833633936032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3013580165057882818/posts/default/8126890833633936032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miblogestacionesdepaso.blogspot.com/2007/08/publicaciones-de-mi-blog.html' title='PUBLICACIONES DE ESTE BLOG'/><author><name>Mónica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03337465672434935933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3013580165057882818.post-2782562629826685387</id><published>2007-08-21T03:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T03:03:11.537-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PABLO NERUDA</title><summary type='text'>Muere lentamente quien se transforma en esclavo del hábito, repitiendo todos los días los mismos trayectos, quien no cambia de marca, no arriesga vestir un color nuevo y no le habla a quien no conoce.Muere lentamente quien evita una pasión, quien prefiere el negro sobre blanco y los puntos sobre las "íes" a un remolino de emociones, justamente las que rescatan el brillo de los ojos, sonrisas de </summary><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3013580165057882818.post-1618276309437911908</id><published>2007-06-02T09:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T03:37:22.211-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2008 AñO INTERNACIONAL DE LOS IDIOMAS</title><summary type='text'>LA ONU anuncia que el 2008 será el Año Internacional de los Idiomas.El derecho a usar la propia lengua de uno, la capacidad de comunicar y, por lo tanto, a entender y a ser entendido, la preservación de la herencia cultural...La lucha por terminar con la disparidad entre el uso del inglés y de los otros cinco idiomas oficiales. ONUPara más info leer aquíhttp://www.un.org/news/press/docs/2007/</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miblogestacionesdepaso.blogspot.com/feeds/1618276309437911908/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3013580165057882818&amp;postID=1618276309437911908&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3013580165057882818/posts/default/1618276309437911908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3013580165057882818/posts/default/1618276309437911908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miblogestacionesdepaso.blogspot.com/2007/06/2008-ao-internacional-de-los-idiomas.html' title='2008 AñO INTERNACIONAL DE LOS IDIOMAS'/><author><name>Mónica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03337465672434935933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3013580165057882818.post-8033125743998182521</id><published>2007-05-25T16:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T16:57:36.982-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CLASE DE GESTOS</title><summary type='text'>ESTE VIDEO ES GENIAL PARA TRABAJAR LOS GESTOS(BODY LANGUAGE) Y SALUDOS EN LA CLASE.Nos muestra las diferencias culturales entre los americanos y los españoles.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miblogestacionesdepaso.blogspot.com/feeds/8033125743998182521/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3013580165057882818&amp;postID=8033125743998182521&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3013580165057882818/posts/default/8033125743998182521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3013580165057882818/posts/default/8033125743998182521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miblogestacionesdepaso.blogspot.com/2007/05/clase-de-gestos.html' title='CLASE DE GESTOS'/><author><name>Mónica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03337465672434935933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3013580165057882818.post-2200627657865100724</id><published>2007-05-25T16:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T16:41:17.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CLASES DE INGLéS EN ESPAñOL</title><summary type='text'>PROFESORES DE ELE .....ECHARLE UN VISTAZO A ESTE VIDEO....PARA PARTIRSE DE RISA</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miblogestacionesdepaso.blogspot.com/feeds/2200627657865100724/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3013580165057882818&amp;postID=2200627657865100724&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3013580165057882818/posts/default/2200627657865100724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3013580165057882818/posts/default/2200627657865100724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miblogestacionesdepaso.blogspot.com/2007/05/clases-de-ingls-en-espaol.html' title='CLASES DE INGLéS EN ESPAñOL'/><author><name>Mónica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03337465672434935933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3013580165057882818.post-9162817000265030614</id><published>2007-05-25T14:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T14:51:00.867-07:00</updated><title type='text'>QUE ES Y PARA QUE SIRVE UN BLOG</title><summary type='text'>Muchos de vosotros os preguntareis porque escribo un blog.Es una forma divertida de escribir un diario, que puede visitar cualquier persona,leerlo y dejarme mensajes.Si estás de vacaciones o viajando puedes escribir uno y darles la dirección a tu familia y amigos,todos los días escribes algo y ellos pueden leerlo.Así te ahorras tener que escribir emails a mucha gente y tener que repetir tus </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miblogestacionesdepaso.blogspot.com/feeds/9162817000265030614/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3013580165057882818&amp;postID=9162817000265030614&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3013580165057882818/posts/default/9162817000265030614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3013580165057882818/posts/default/9162817000265030614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miblogestacionesdepaso.blogspot.com/2007/05/que-es-y-para-que-sirve-un-blog.html' title='QUE ES Y PARA QUE SIRVE UN BLOG'/><author><name>Mónica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03337465672434935933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3013580165057882818.post-4783089700017004878</id><published>2007-05-25T13:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T03:27:52.764-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GRADUACIONES DE ALUMNOS</title><summary type='text'>El día 1 de mayo terminamos el trimestre de primavera.El día 9 de mayo ,trescientos cincuenta alumnos de mi universidad se graduaron.La ceremonia tuvo lugar en el Sheikh Rashid Hall of the Dubai International World Trade Center y fue presidida por Sheikh Mohammed Bin Rashid Al Maktoum, Vicepresidente y Primer Ministro de los Emiratos Arabes Unidos.También asistió el famoso escritor y periodista </summary><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P1fYcHpOCTw/RldD4sWJriI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dTpezYT6PxA/s72-c/graduation+2007+AUD+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3013580165057882818.post-7441362508645483668</id><published>2007-05-25T12:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T12:59:13.619-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BIENVENIDOS A MI BLOG NUEVO!!</title><summary type='text'>HOLA A TODOS!Hoy comienzo a escribir un blog nuevo.He tenido problemas con el otro blog y he tenido que cerrarlo. Si quereis leerlo hacer click en el vínculo que está en la parte de arriba.Bueno,hace bastante que no escribo.....y desde la última vez que lo hice han pasado muchas cosas.He dado clases durante tres trimestres en la universidad. 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