Children have no such context.
Years ago, I took my daughter, who was 7 at the time, to the symphony for the performance of The Firebird. I was quite familiar with the piece and had "learned" to enjoy it from several listenings. In my opinion, it was "different" from the usual fare but I had come to like it. I learned to like it.
I thought my daughter, who had not previously listened to it, might not enjoy it. However, she found it to be great fun. I think it was because she had no preconceived notions of whar music "should" sound like.
I learned a lot from her that evening.
As I drove my 6-9 year old daughter to school every morning I subjected her to my musical tastes.
The Cranberries, was one of her favorites.
Zombie
Ode to My Family
The B-52’s.
Pretty much everything.
Her love of this and so much more music I exposed her to thoroughly pissed off her mother to both our delight.
And when she picks up her guitar and plays the first song that she taught herself to play for her mother, is “Mother”, by Pink Floyd, it’s off the hook on so many levels.
“look mommy at what I learned”
I had a similar experience taking a date who only listened to the most banal of pop music to a chamber concert. She liked the Haydn, suffered through the Brahms, but really sat up and took in the Bartok 4th especially the Allegretto pizzicato. I had the preconception that she would like the Brahms for the sweeping melodies and Romanticism and feared the Bartok would be the one to test her patience.
I think that music for cinema is largely responsible for having accustomed the ears of the uninitiated to the likes of Stravinsky and Bartok. But not Shoenberg, at least not after he went deep into the weeds with 12 tone.