This is also the religion I was forced to practice for much of my childhood. My siblings and I had to knock on doors on Saturdays and Sundays. My father kept a book of all the neighborhoods we visited, and he logged every address where the people seemed receptive, so that he could make “callbacks.” Yes, they do get credit for literature sold and time spent talking to people. Be firm, but not rude. If someone had been mean to me as a kid knocking on the doors, I am sure it would have frightened me to death! My husband is Muslim, and when they want to talk to him about their religion, he replies that he will listen to them if they will agree to listen to him about his beliefs. That makes them turn right around and leave!