tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-52061474604869694242011-04-21T18:47:32.255-07:00PARA PENSARhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04776560949158576322noreply@blogger.comBlogger111100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5206147460486969424.post-67017211560013389512007-12-05T07:22:00.000-08:002007-12-18T09:58:22.335-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FI1x3t6u1kA/R1bDitJncgI/AAAAAAAAACg/2HyF_JEIDcE/s1600-h/pelota.bmp"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FI1x3t6u1kA/R1bDitJncgI/AAAAAAAAACg/2HyF_JEIDcE/s320/pelota.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140511025692897794" border="0" /></a><br /><p class="MsoNormal"><b><span style=";font-size:15;color:red;" >Pelota mentirosa</span></b><b><span style="font-size:15;"><br /><br />¿Cómo puedes arrojar una pelota para que recorra una cierta distancia, se detenga, cambie de dirección y regrese en sentido contrario? No se permite que la hagas contra nada, que la golpees con nada o que la ates con nada.</span></b></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5206147460486969424-6701721156001338951?l=situacionesparapensar.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>PARA PENSARhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04776560949158576322noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5206147460486969424.post-45735885423349983822007-12-05T07:13:00.000-08:002007-12-20T04:23:04.882-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FI1x3t6u1kA/R1bB6NJncfI/AAAAAAAAACY/gXhzRJ1PE0M/s1600-h/Niño.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140509230396568050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FI1x3t6u1kA/R1bB6NJncfI/AAAAAAAAACY/gXhzRJ1PE0M/s320/Ni%C3%B1o.bmp" border="0" /></a><b><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-size:130%;" ></span><span style="font-size:0;"><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Cirilo apagó la luz de su dormitorio y consiguió llegar a su cama antes de que el cuarto oscureciera. Su cama estaba a 5 metros del interruptor. ¿Cómo lo hizo?</span></span></b><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5206147460486969424-4573588542334998382?l=situacionesparapensar.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>PARA PENSARhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04776560949158576322noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5206147460486969424.post-74678353226913746232007-12-05T05:34:00.001-08:002007-12-18T10:07:15.752-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FI1x3t6u1kA/R2gMQxar6HI/AAAAAAAAACo/t-xmJ9FJGzc/s1600-h/hombre%2Bmojandose.bmp-1"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FI1x3t6u1kA/R2gMQxar6HI/AAAAAAAAACo/t-xmJ9FJGzc/s320/hombre%2Bmojandose.bmp-1" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145376056553498738" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Archibaldo Garabato caminó a la intemperie durante veinte minutos bajo una lluvia torrencial sin que se le mojase un sólo pelo de su cabeza. No llevaba sombrero, ni un paraguas, ni nada sobre la cabeza. Sus ropas se empaparon. ¿Cómo pudo ser?</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5206147460486969424-7467835322691374623?l=situacionesparapensar.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>PARA PENSARhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04776560949158576322noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5206147460486969424.post-6520440284473942852007-12-05T05:25:00.000-08:002007-12-18T10:07:48.129-08:00<a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FI1x3t6u1kA/R1aolNJncdI/AAAAAAAAACI/7zs0bgxCjhY/s1600-h/gansos.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140481381828620754" style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right;" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FI1x3t6u1kA/R1aolNJncdI/AAAAAAAAACI/7zs0bgxCjhY/s320/gansos.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FI1x3t6u1kA/R1an7dJnccI/AAAAAAAAACA/v_226okAQ8o/s1600-h/gansos.jpg"></a><br /><br /><div><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" ><br /></span></div><br /><br /><div><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" ></span></div><br /><br /><div><span style="font-size:130%;">Si se tardan veinte minutos para cocer un huevo duro de ganso, ¿cuánto tarda para cocer cuatro huevos?</span></div><br /><br /><div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5206147460486969424-652044028447394285?l=situacionesparapensar.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>PARA PENSARhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04776560949158576322noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5206147460486969424.post-84075414719659067102007-12-04T08:04:00.000-08:002007-12-20T04:20:27.248-08:00<a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FI1x3t6u1kA/R1arYNJnceI/AAAAAAAAACQ/M9b8g3GbB_I/s1600-h/cerdos.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140484457025204706" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 335px; HEIGHT: 197px" height="220" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FI1x3t6u1kA/R1arYNJnceI/AAAAAAAAACQ/M9b8g3GbB_I/s320/cerdos.bmp" width="362" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FI1x3t6u1kA/R1amZNJncbI/AAAAAAAAAB4/FUu-1EXN8Ow/s1600-h/cerdos.bmp"></a><br /><br /><div><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:130%;" ><br /><br /></span></div><br /><div><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:130%;" ></span></div><br /><div><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:130%;" >Pedro el granjero, tiene tres cerdos color rosa, cuatro cerdos marrones y un cerdo negro. ¿Cuántos de los cerdos de Pedro pueden decir que son del mismo color que algún otro de los cerdos de Pedro?<br /><br /><br /><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"></span><br /></span></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5206147460486969424-8407541471965906710?l=situacionesparapensar.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>PARA PENSARhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04776560949158576322noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5206147460486969424.post-39363820337193241572007-12-04T08:02:00.000-08:002007-12-05T12:59:17.787-08:00<span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" >1 - ¿Cuál es el animal<br />que tiene alas y no es pájaro?</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5206147460486969424-3936382033719324157?l=situacionesparapensar.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>PARA PENSARhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04776560949158576322noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5206147460486969424.post-37507029291690629122007-12-04T08:00:00.000-08:002007-12-05T13:01:03.461-08:00<span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" >2 - Te la digo<br />y no me entiendes,<br />te la repito<br />y no me comprendes.</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5206147460486969424-3750702929169062912?l=situacionesparapensar.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>PARA PENSARhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04776560949158576322noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5206147460486969424.post-63000394878204953322007-11-12T10:29:00.000-08:002007-12-05T13:01:38.431-08:00<span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" >3 - Y lo es. y lo es,<br />y no lo aciertas<br />en un mes.<br /></span><br /><div> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5206147460486969424-6300039487820495332?l=situacionesparapensar.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>PARA PENSARhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04776560949158576322noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5206147460486969424.post-43391755240260306902007-11-12T10:21:00.000-08:002007-12-05T13:02:20.865-08:00<div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" >4 - Es su madre tartamuda<br /></span><div style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size:130%;">y su padre buen cantor,<br />tiene vestidito blanco<br />y amarillo el corazón.</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5206147460486969424-4339175524026030690?l=situacionesparapensar.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>PARA PENSARhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04776560949158576322noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5206147460486969424.post-83198108061045384922007-11-12T10:20:00.001-08:002007-12-05T13:02:54.156-08:00<div style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size:130%;">5 - Tengo la cabeza dura,<br />me sostengo sobre un pie<br />y soy de tal fortalza<br />que maderos sujeté.</span> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5206147460486969424-8319810806104538492?l=situacionesparapensar.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>PARA PENSARhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04776560949158576322noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5206147460486969424.post-22265818982546410042007-11-12T09:57:00.001-08:002007-12-05T13:03:25.719-08:00<span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" >6 - Cabeza llena de pájaros,<br />llenos de barro los pies,<br />su cuerpo música y nudos.<br />¿Me puedes decir quién es?</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5206147460486969424-2226581898254641004?l=situacionesparapensar.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>PARA PENSARhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04776560949158576322noreply@blogger.com0