In our (not church) Grammar School we had morning assembly every day, sang a hymn and had a prayer intoned by the Headmaster. At the local church (which I attended) not ONE other pupil was ever seen there, except my close friend Susan. But we all found the hymns particularly uplifting. Who could forget "See here hath been dawning another blue day" or "He who would valiant be, gainst all disaster..."? Somehow they set the tone for the day ahead. Almost anything presented to a young mind could be labelled indoctrination. But I'm grateful for this 'indoctrination'. I loved every minute and have drawn great solace and inspiration from it. Children with no moral or religious guidance are cast rudderless into the world.