Min I just love your questions. They provoke thought and memories. Sometimes memories best left in the dark cobweb corners of my mind!
I can remember sitting with 2 hayseed elders. Answering the questions with my best friend. 40 questions? 60? I remember it being a big deal about how many there were.
I really couldn't figure out the difference between the body/soul/spirit and where it went when you died. The struggle to separate those at 15 was too much. I just bs my way thru it.
That is why now with my son I explain to him that baptisim is his choice when he is ready. He was baptized in the Catholic Church because he goes to a Catholic church and I didn't want him to feel different when they went thru 1st Communion. I felt different all my childhood so I am making sure he doesn't but I temper that with discussion about what baptisim means and why he should think carefully about it when he gets older and makes a choice of religion.