Most of my JW experience was as a kid, and I remember going out in service on holidays, Christmas in particular.
Number one, it sucked because most people were there, and boy did I love not-at-homes. They would answer, there would be food cooking, there was a full house with relatives and friends, and as you talked to the householder, everyone else in the house wanted to see who was there. Most of the time they treated us ok, but once in a while you would hear some person in the background make a snide remark.
The worst part was watching all the other kids playing with their new toys. Oh, sure, we got presents other times of the year. Remember how our parents justified it. But these kids were having so much fun. And the fact was, they got presents year round too. AND they even got birthday presents too. So, really, we kinda got screwed. But that is not the point. We were drug out in service, all dressed up, and had to watch all these other people have a great time.
I also remember going out in service the day after the fourth of July. Now, this day was ok, because as we walked down the streets, I would keep my eye out for unused firecrackers! My elder dad would never of course let us buy these things at the firework stand, but he said ok if I found some in the gutter. Sometimes I would get 5-10 of them, and then he would light them a few days later. When I was real young, that was very exciting.
Halloween always was interesting with all the "scary" stuff hanging in the windows. The more scary stuff, then the more satanic the householder.
Just a few of my wonderful memories as a child!