My Classmates Teased Me for Being a Pastor’s Daughter Until My Graduation Speech Changed Everything

lazy cruelty of children who have found a category that fits and have not yet developed the imagination to look beyond categories. I was the pastor’s daughter. This was apparently hilarious. I was Miss Perfect. Goody Claire. The church girl. The girl who didn’t have a real life, who had no fun, who went home after school to read the Bible and iron continue reading …