I can only think of one thing...they made me a reader at the age of 3 and half, four. I guess in some respects they gave me a love of footnotes and even if I realize now it was a pretend kind of scholarship it did excite me. I don't know that I can say for certain I would or wouldn't have developed that love of study with or without the JW's.
Joannadandy - good point. My parents did the same with me and I have retained the love of academia and am doing pretty well in my bachelors. I genuinely love to study, get a kick out of research, love to read and learn.
When I called my parents in December 2006 to let them know I was not going to be calling them again to have the phone put down and that I loved them and my door would always be open, I thanked for teaching me to read and write as I learned to walk at the same time as I thanked them for making me wear "sensible" shoes because now I have fairly good feet. I also thanked them for teaching me to take care of all the household chores, cook, sew, iron, wire a plug, fit a light bulb and give me all the skills (apart from the social ones) I needed to commence life on my own when I was 16.
I think my parents basically started preparing me for life without them physically from the day I was born. It was a shame they couldn't prepare me emotionally.