For years 1-3 R.E. (whatever those are in K-12 'new money'), we had Mrs C teaching "religious history" that was
mostly Christian but with none of the 'fun' bits, and very little of the fun bits of the other creeds that crept in by default. We actually got less "religious indoctrination" than just naturally arose in the morning assembly, though, so it wasn't as bad as others' experiences, but it was a bland lesson, as was Music class (
also taught by Mrs C.), which certainly started off in a very uninspiring manner as we had to copy into our books the history of 'early' music (i.e. the monastic tradition, but not because of the religiosity). I was inspired neither for the Cloth nor for the Orchestra Pit, but I'm also sure that this wasn't really the purpose of either lesson...
Years 4 and 5, the (statutory, but minimal) R.E. class was now taught by Mr R. (who had been my inspiring Geography teacher in years 1-3[1]). Now, he was able to pass on his experiences in several past school appointments in areas with (vastly different) diversity of home-religions. Again without any hint of "indoctrination", I got a fairly good grounding in the priniples of the other two main Abrahamic traditions as well as some amount of Hinduism/Sikhism and a smattering of even more 'exotic' faiths.
Anyway, so I probably didn't learn to
pray in R.E. Really, I learnt the Lord's Prayer when I had earlier and separately joined the Cub Scouts, but I managed never to let that harm me, and at least it wasn't the Boys' Brigade.
Still, if you wanted me to both explain
and immediately invalidate the joke, here you are.

[1] With years 4+5 geography now taught by Mr T. who[2] didn't inspire me at all when it came to the actual point of exams. Probably most dissappointed in my Geography result, actually. It was as bad as my French grade, and I
hated French, had no disposition for languages and cared not one jot for any of the teachers of French.
[2] Perhaps due to a stint in a vietnamese US military prison with one of the Magnificent Seven, a Viper pilot and a Starfleet engineer. But, more likely, just because he had other more senior duties around the school and would rather "leave us to it", which suited the other (reluctant/"at least it's not History!") nascent geographers more than it did me.