Yep, I believed all this crap, right up until I could really think and started asking questions. Then my faith was suddenly the issue and it wasn't that they couldn't answer my questions, it was that if I stopped asking I would find the answers. 🙄
Me being a poor 7 year old in a broken down trailer and seeing the priest's mansion, the same size as the church in a dirt poor town, cured me.
We have a culture of teaching kids to be open to indoctrination and blind acceptance, it's good for making good capitalist consumers. Hell, even atheists and agnostics often fail to see the harm they're doing with shit like Santa Clause.
Either we teach kids to value truth or we don't. We should teach them to appreciate fiction for what it is, without spending years trying to blur that line and then later complaining that they need to "grow up."
The nice thing is that in a few more generations, I don’t think religion will be as relevant. The shitty part is I still have to live an entire lifetime with this bullshit.