I find it interesting that they all have the same stories that I learned reading Greek Mythology in junior high school; they just change the names. They are actually secular parables about how to behave in a civilized world and treat your fellow humans and animals, and I follow them, unlike some of the ultra-religious people I know who do what they want and just ask for forgiveness later.
I was raised Presbyterian and in Grade 9 you go to confirmation class before you can join the church. We had a brand new junior minister teaching it for the first time. It happened that right before confirmation classes started, there was an "after school special" about a 10 yr old Jewish girl and Catholic boy who were friends and snuck into each other's places of worship. The camera panned slowly up the statuary etc., from a child's eye-height as the religious words and music played. This still sticks with me - I thought worshipping idols was a no no. We asked guitar-playing Bruce - "how do we know we're supposed to be Presbyterian, not Methodist, Anglican, Jewish, Catholic or Holy Rollers?" He organized trips to ~8 different churches, including Catholic services in English and full services in Latin, and one synagogue, which involved an extra class on a Saturday that we were all anxious to attend and learn. It was most illuminating. It was also the year that two of my uncles (one 50, the other newly retired) and the 40-yr old mother of my best friend died. I chose atheism without stopping at agnosticism. Not from ignorance, but from reading up on all the religions. Occasionally I toy with Jehovah's Witnessess or Mormons who come to my door to convert me to the only religion they know anything about. They're the ones who want to get off my porch first.