My Classmates Teased Me for Being a Pastor’s Daughter – But My Graduation Speech Silenced the Entire Hall

” “The church girl.”

They’d ask if I ever had any fun or if I just went home for entertainment. I would smile, shrug, and keep walking, because that was what Dad taught me to do.

By eighth grade, the kids already had names for me.

“People talk from what they’ve known,” he always said. “You answer from what you’ve been given.”

It sounded beautiful at home.continue reading …