Baltar,
I've cried over the years. Religious explanations don't help young children much. I saw how no one cared about us. The saddest part was one year we visited the family of Irish Catholic kids around Christmas. The mom thought she was being nice. We played with her children. My bro and I were allowed to sit under her Xmas tree and hold toys for about five minutes while she took photographs of us. Many decades later, I still have the photos. The ache is visible in our faces.
My father said Catholic kids only got toys at Christmas. We never received toys. Neighborhood kids said we could n ot play b/c of our lack of toy power, esp. guns. They received toys all year. Also, they could go get a soda or candy once in a while.
I did not care about Jehovah. The contrast between Tv daughters and the way my gf's fathers treated them made me feel defective. I am a people pleaser to this day. A substantial part of my youth was spent analyzing what I did wrong to deserve a fate of no holidays and meetings.
All right, toys are not important. They are important as a piece of a much larger picture that you are not cherished. And I was reviled. I would read about Pilgrim and PUrtian girls and pretend my father was strict and ruled Massachusetts. Jewish kids don't celebrate Christmas but they have their own holidays where children play a specail role even more than in mainstream Christianity.
Why we were condemned to this religion? It was not our choice yet we paid the price.