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I went to Catholic school. We were taught about the crucifixion, acted out the stations of the cross etc. It never upset me as it all just seemed so unreal and fictional. We were all so bored with the whole thing and had heard it so many times that I don't think we ever thought of the story with any empathy at all. He was some guy in a book who lived a life that had no relevance to ours at all. Extremely desensitized.
Fortunately, I am in a position where I never have to test this out in my own children.
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