The long 8 days conventions were awful. The Wembly Stadium convention stanlivedeath was at was horrible.
My poor mum was trying to cope with us kids, because were camping on land the WT had organised for us. No hot water to wash. Cooking on a camping stove. We were in a big field with other tents and the rows had names, I think ours was Salvation Row or something. The chemical toilets they provided couldn't cope and some brothers came along and emptied them into the river!
It really wasn't so bad when I was a teenager because conventions/assemblies were our ONLY social life. It's where you met other teenagers and swapped addresses and wrote to each other. We'd spend weeks beforehand planning and sewing our conventions outfits. Basically, looking back, it was where everyone went husband/wife shopping.
Then we discovered volunteering, that was brilliant because you got to escape listening to the talks. We spent hours in the kitchens making sandwiches. One convention I sliced tomatoes for 3 days solid.We never heard a word of the talks!
When I took my own kids, especially as babies, I realised how awful it had been for my mum. Trying to get small children to sit still, it was impossible and plain stupid. I usually ended up leaving early. Last time we went as a family, before my husband left it, we took the kids home at lunch time. It was an amazing feeling driving away.
I think conventions/assemblies are absolutely dreadful, As an adult, I didn't know one person who actually looked forward to them. After my husband left the WT, I found it impossible to go to the conventions because I had no one to go with and not one person in my cong would help me. One year, an elder's wife, shouted at me in the hall 'you'll have to answer to Jehovah for not going' she yelled at me in front of everyone.
I am so glad I'm out of it all. It took over 60 years but wow, I'm finally free of it.