domingo, 27 de dezembro de 2009
segunda-feira, 7 de dezembro de 2009
sexta-feira, 6 de novembro de 2009
Grandes Mulheres: Hipatia ( 370 - 415 a. C.) matemática e filósofa,
Hipatia
Entre os génios matemáticos da Antiguidade encontra-se Hipátia (370 - 415), a primeira grande matemática da qual se tem conhecimento.
Era filha de Teão de Alexandria, também um matemático distinto e autor de várias obras, e irmã de Epifânio, segundo parece igualmente entendido em matemática. Sabe-se que seu pai, um eminente professor no museu de Alexandria (do qual mais tarde se tornou director), foi simultaneamente seu tutor, seu professor e seu companheiro.
terça-feira, 20 de outubro de 2009
sábado, 3 de outubro de 2009
sábado, 12 de setembro de 2009
sexta-feira, 14 de agosto de 2009
History in 90 seconds
March of Democracy in 90 seconds
http://mapsofwar.com/ind/march-of-democracy.html
5,000 years of religion in 90 seconds
http://mapsofwar.com/ind/history-of-religion.html
History of American war from 1775 to 2006
http://mapsofwar.com/ind/american-wars.html
Imperial - History
http://mapsofwar.com/ind/imperial-history.html
http://mapsofwar.com/ind/march-of-democracy.html
5,000 years of religion in 90 seconds
http://mapsofwar.com/ind/history-of-religion.html
History of American war from 1775 to 2006
http://mapsofwar.com/ind/american-wars.html
Imperial - History
http://mapsofwar.com/ind/imperial-history.html
domingo, 9 de agosto de 2009
sábado, 27 de junho de 2009
quinta-feira, 11 de junho de 2009
The True Story of Alexander the Great
June 11 is the anniversary of the death of Alexander the Great in 323 B.C., who died in the afternoon, in the palace at Babylon, leaving the fate of his kingdom in the hands of his Macedonian generals.
domingo, 24 de maio de 2009
Louis XVI's final testament discovered
Louis XVI's final testament written shortly before his execution has been recovered more than two centuries after it disappeared during the French Revolution.
http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/worldnews/europe/france/5356698/Louis-XVIs-final-testament-discovered.html
sábado, 23 de maio de 2009
sábado, 16 de maio de 2009
Truth of Troy
"Since Homer's Iliad was written 3,000 years ago, generations have been enchanted by the tale of the beautiful Helen, impetuous Achilles and mighty Agamemnon - and, of course, the horse. But could there be truth in the legend? Since 1988, Professor Manfred Korfmann has been excavating the site of Troy. He has discovered how large the city was, how well it was defended and, crucially, that there was once a great battle there at precisely the time experts believe the Trojan war occurred. But who attacked the city, and why? A trail of clues - including ancient tablets written by a lost civilisation, a sunken, treasure-laden ship and the magnificent golden masks and bronze swords of a warrior people - leads to a tunnel deep beneath Troy and a discovery that may finally reveal the truth. The story that emerges is one of great passion, but not, it seems, about love."
http://www.youtube.com/view_play_list?p=E94B8205CF3F0EC7
http://www.youtube.com/view_play_list?p=E94B8205CF3F0EC7
terça-feira, 24 de fevereiro de 2009
sábado, 7 de fevereiro de 2009
Marie Antoinette's Last Letter
October 16, 1793, 4.30 A.M.It is to you, my sister, that I write for the last time. I have just been condemned, not to a shameful death, for such is only for criminals, but to go and rejoin your brother. Innocent like him, I hope to show the same firmness in my last moments. I am calm, as one is when one's conscience reproaches one with nothing. I feel profound sorrow in leaving my poor children: you know that I only lived for them and for you, my good and tender sister. You who out of love have sacrificed everything to be with us, in what a position do I leave you! I have learned from the proceedings at my trial that my daughter was separated from you. Alas! poor child; I do not venture to write to her; she would not receive my letter. I do not even know whether this will reach you. Do you receive my blessing for both of them. I hope that one day when they are older they may be able to rejoin you, and to enjoy to the full your tender care. Let them both think of the lesson which I have never ceased to impress upon them, that the principles and the exact performance of their duties are the chief foundation of life; and then mutual affection and confidence in one another will constitute its happiness. Let my daughter feel that at her age she ought always to aid her brother by the advice which her greater experience and her affection may inspire her to give him. And let my son in his turn render to his sister all the care and all the services which affection can inspire. Let them, in short, both feel that, in whatever positions they may be placed, they will never be truly happy but through their union. Let them follow our example. In our own misfortunes how much comfort has our affection for one another afforded us! And, in times of happiness, we have enjoyed that doubly from being able to share it with a friend; and where can one find friends more tender and more united than in one's own family? Let my son never forget the last words of his father, which I repeat emphatically; let him never seek to avenge our deaths. I have to speak to you of one thing which is very painful to my heart, I know how much pain the child must have caused you. Forgive him, my dear sister; think of his age, and how easy it is to make a child say whatever one wishes, especially when he does not understand it. It will come to pass one day, I hope, that he will better feel the value of your kindness and of your tender affection for both of them. It remains to confide to you my last thoughts. I should have wished to write them at the beginning of my trial; but, besides that they did not leave me any means of writing, events have passed so rapidly that I really have not had time. I die in the Catholic Apostolic and Roman religion, that of my fathers, that in which I was brought up, and which I have always professed. Having no spiritual consolation to look for, not even knowing whether there are still in this place any priests of that religion (and indeed the place where I am would expose them to too much danger if they were to enter it but once), I sincerely implore pardon of God for all the faults which I may have committed during my life. I trust that, in His goodness, He will mercifully accept my last prayers, as well as those which I have for a long time addressed to Him, to receive my soul into His mercy. I beg pardon of all whom I know, and especially of you, my sister, for all the vexations which, without intending it, I may have caused you. I pardon all my enemies the evils that they have done me. I bid farewell to my aunts and to all my brothers and sisters. I had friends. The idea of being forever separated from them and from all their troubles is one of the greatest sorrows that I suffer in dying. Let them at least know that to my latest moment I thought of them. Farewell, my good and tender sister. May this letter reach you. Think always of me; I embrace you with all my heart, as I do my poor dear children. My God, how heart-rending it is to leave them forever! Farewell! farewell! I must now occupy myself with my spiritual duties, as I am not free in my actions. Perhaps they will bring me a priest; but I here protest that I will not say a word to him, but that I will treat him as a total stranger.~ Marie Antoinette
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