But if your dad is an unbeliever - you are an outcast there too
Especially if you're a girl. The undercurrent of bitchiness amoungst sisters™ is legendary.
I actually had a lot of fun as a Witness™. The memories of school canings and being made to stand in front facing the whole school assembly every monday morning while they sang 'God Save the Queen' at me sometimes play with my head .. prayer and a sense of standing firm for jehovah got me throufgh (after a while even that felt pretty funny with some of mates finding it very hard to be serious - especially after I told them I was the Queen)
Luckily for me, we were very active people. Pre-witness Dad was a founding member of Adelaide's "underwater explorers club", diving off shipwrecks arround the coast and I have fond memories of learning to dive, spearfish and learn other bush skills at a very early age. I was never held back from playing with my mates in the street either (and the streets ran with kids in those days) .