tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3061832609518891075.post6693053292927966381..comments2024-03-28T11:38:34.959-05:00Comments on Leaves On My Tree: Run, Emma, Run!Emma Springfieldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10543689047463574012noreply@blogger.comBlogger16125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3061832609518891075.post-63722758065531177892016-06-06T11:56:47.046-05:002016-06-06T11:56:47.046-05:00I am honored that you liked it.I am honored that you liked it.Emma Springfieldhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10543689047463574012noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3061832609518891075.post-75525195913298772072016-06-06T11:56:19.380-05:002016-06-06T11:56:19.380-05:00Sounds good to me.Sounds good to me.Emma Springfieldhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10543689047463574012noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3061832609518891075.post-32963270106369278612016-06-06T06:40:18.585-05:002016-06-06T06:40:18.585-05:00What a fun story. I could picture that.What a fun story. I could picture that.Rick Watsonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01005727239466916086noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3061832609518891075.post-574712037746575792016-06-06T03:26:14.797-05:002016-06-06T03:26:14.797-05:00About the only running I do is to the buffet in or...About the only running I do is to the buffet in order to fill my plate up before everyone else...Optimistic Existentialisthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11507986337866049924noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3061832609518891075.post-88571266064314608732016-06-05T11:32:01.617-05:002016-06-05T11:32:01.617-05:00I suppose everyone is slow about something.
I suppose everyone is slow about something.<br />Emma Springfieldhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10543689047463574012noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3061832609518891075.post-90284012267762304142016-06-05T01:21:19.583-05:002016-06-05T01:21:19.583-05:00Dear Emma, that reminds me of a friend from school...Dear Emma, that reminds me of a friend from school-days: She often was late, whenever there was a date - but she managed to run like a chetah when she had to catch the tram for school. Brittahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10688373434576442657noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3061832609518891075.post-7489305293594312182016-06-04T13:08:42.413-05:002016-06-04T13:08:42.413-05:00I need to catch my breath now. I was breathing har...I need to catch my breath now. I was breathing hard just writing about it.Emma Springfieldhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10543689047463574012noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3061832609518891075.post-34193889464282827372016-06-04T13:07:48.740-05:002016-06-04T13:07:48.740-05:00I like baseball better but softball is a good game...I like baseball better but softball is a good game too. My oldest granddaughter was so good that she got a scholarship to college. She is the biggest athlete But everyone has a sport that is their favorite.Emma Springfieldhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10543689047463574012noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3061832609518891075.post-42711131345867091142016-06-04T05:02:09.135-05:002016-06-04T05:02:09.135-05:00Run, Emma, run.
Oh no, I start my virtual theater...Run, Emma, run.<br /><br />Oh no, I start my virtual theater again.<br /><br />Oh there. <br /><br />Run, Emma, Run.rainfield61https://www.blogger.com/profile/01334864123466123667noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3061832609518891075.post-11577936728744617322016-06-04T00:51:00.233-05:002016-06-04T00:51:00.233-05:00Excellent descriptive writing, Emma! As I recall, ...Excellent descriptive writing, Emma! As I recall, I was famous in school for my spectacular foul balls --on the diamond, not the locker room (oh, how could you?)-- but sometimes I'd bat one over fielders' heads and clear the bases. I could hit just about any pitch but my aim was never any good. As an adult, I always preferred softball to hardball --a more friendly game. Geo.https://www.blogger.com/profile/16221314320558128986noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3061832609518891075.post-68070004530458237502016-06-03T16:16:31.161-05:002016-06-03T16:16:31.161-05:00You have a nice weekend too.You have a nice weekend too.Emma Springfieldhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10543689047463574012noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3061832609518891075.post-69166544146670651122016-06-03T13:59:27.722-05:002016-06-03T13:59:27.722-05:00Great tale to share. Have a nice weekend!Great tale to share. Have a nice weekend!Out on the prairiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09548162534362532705noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3061832609518891075.post-8443040392238847682016-06-03T11:36:41.156-05:002016-06-03T11:36:41.156-05:00I never thought of it as me achieving something ot...I never thought of it as me achieving something other than not getting run over. Thank you.Emma Springfieldhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10543689047463574012noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3061832609518891075.post-1833732704281709102016-06-03T11:34:41.036-05:002016-06-03T11:34:41.036-05:00I am not sure if I was afraid of have a heart atta...I am not sure if I was afraid of have a heart attack or if I was afraid the phys ed teacher would run right over the top of me. You would have laughed at me as I did.Emma Springfieldhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10543689047463574012noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3061832609518891075.post-56693603403700917972016-06-03T07:24:48.681-05:002016-06-03T07:24:48.681-05:00Life forces us at times to run above our ability. ...Life forces us at times to run above our ability. You did it! Good for you!Marie Smithhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03882722634065183364noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3061832609518891075.post-8831665580352955762016-06-03T06:42:26.481-05:002016-06-03T06:42:26.481-05:00bless you dearbless you dearshortybearhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06104822128450697901noreply@blogger.com