When I was in third grade, I remember sitting at lunch near some kids who were religious. I think one said they went to a Catholic church and the other said their church was Presbyterian. They seemed to be analyzing the proper technique for prayer before lunch. I now realize the student who was Catholic must have been showing the others the technique of crossing herself.
When we moved back East, I remember changing schools a couple of times and in my new school, several families were rather vocally religious. The most popular girl in my 5th grade class was a JW. There were a couple of really, really vocal fundamentalist families. Ran the school board for years and controlled all student trips to make sure they aligned with things they approved of, if memory serves.
I also remember in 6th grade, the Catholic students got to / had to leave school early a couple of days a month for cathecism.
What surprised me about being in what seemed like such a religious community, was how 5th and 6th graders were already so much like teenagers or what I thought teenagers were supposed to be like. The other girls were already wearing stockings and high heels and make-up. And were talking about dating! (This was in the early 1980s in a small farm community) They still questioned why I wore skirts to often, and questioned why I wore tights and Mary-Jane strap shoes "for little kids" and wondered why my hair was so long. My mom wouldn't dream of having me dress like that or wear makeup yet. And dating?
For some reason, our 6th grade teacher once asked us all our religion at home and wrote it on the board (I think we were studying the history of religion) I was going to use my grandfather's denomination but what do you call the WCG? I think he managed to get out of it that it at 7th Day Church of God and wrote that on the board.
Between that , and some people possibly have known my grandmother' family (originally from the area - and may have been from some kind of Pentecostal background.)
A bunch of people seemed to think they had me figured out when they put that together - my long hair, my age appropriate clothing, and my lack of makeup were attributed to me belonging to some Holiness sect more conservative than any of theirs.... I think I remember somebody once asking me if we spoke in tongues or did snake handling....

(I don't know if the church my grandmother was raised in had that or not, I don't recall right now if she ever mentioned it)
What I remember later, is that when some of the religious kids and their families got to know a little about my mom, and found out she was not religious, and wasn't raising us religious, we got a lot of disapproving looks.





