I just stopped doing homework altogether. It stressed me out, so I avoided it completely. Besides, I learned a subject by reading about it in our textbook, or studying it in class. I felt like homework was just busy work, hammering in concepts I had already learned in school.
I aced all my tests, but lost tons of points for never turning in homework, so I graduated high school with about a C average. It didn't matter; I got a great IT job in the military, got an excellent pension and full medical/dental benefits for life, and fully retired as of 38 years old. Who needs homework?
Same. By 10th grade I learned to make a deal with my teachers to base my grade solely on my final exam or paper. Most were surprisingly willing to agree to it.
Years later, I was finally able to accurately describe jobs I didn’t want to do as a child - such as homework - as grey lumps of goo piled up as a supremely undesirable blob on my desk, while everything else was a technicolour kaleidoscope of distractions.
At the time, however, I just didn’t have any way to pass on this impression to others, so they could understand.
I remember our dad always making jello for desert. Always. He went on like a jello tirade for like 3 months. I loved it. My sis loved it. We both loved jello. Then one day he brought it out and I couldn’t eat it anymore. Since that day I’ve probably had jello twice voluntarily and still didn’t like it. It’s been 30 years and I still hate jello lol