Every year in July, my high school’s marching band meets for two weeks to prepare for the upcoming competition season. Lunch is held on site and each day before we would eat, the band’s elected student chaplain would pray that the food be blessed. One day, however, in the summer before my sophomore year, the band directors forgot about the prayer and sent us to lunch without it. ...
https://www.freethoughttoday.com/vol-36-no-06-august-2019/eighth-place-high-school-essay-contest-samuel-talbott

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