I should say that I barely even considered assigned reading of fiction, or even of sections of text books, to be homework. I loved reading and could quickly plough through anything assigned.
Sure, some things required repetition to memorize (like the times tables) or master (some mathematical techniques). Or spelling (another skill apparently no longer considered necessary).
Probably part of the problem was that I was insufficiently challenged in the earlier grades, and even for the most part in junior high and high school. I never developed much of a study habit, because I mostly never needed it. Probably the only courses in school that I found somewhat challenging were French (taken from grade 7 onwards, from grades 10 to 12 by my choice), as I’m not naturally gifted with languages, and honours mathematics in grades 10 and 11. The latter, particularly, was the first time I ever ran into anything that required significant effort on my part outside of class time to master the techniques and skills we were learning in class.
I wish I had been challenged like that a lot more in public school, because I was in for a rude surprise when I hit university. I did eventually learn how to stude on my own, but it took a while.
So I guess I’m not against homework, per se, but against homework that isn’t productive. Having a child spend time cranking through endless drills/worksheets on a subject that they have already mastered is not useful, and arguably harmful, as it can build resentment against the school system and their teachers.
If a classroom full of kids is getting several hours of homework every night, I seriously question whether the teacher is even reviewing and grading the assignments well enough to make them worthwhile for the student.