I didn't attend nursery school or kindergarten either. I started first grade when I was 5. My mother's parents were immigrants and I'm not sure my mother had ever heard of kindergarten.
My mother also read to me. Thank God for that (and thank Mama, too). To this day I love to be read to. When someone gives me a card or I give them a card, I ask them to read it out loud to me. Sometimes my bf's 18 year old daughter reads the funnies out loud to me (describing the pictures), and it's SO much fun. (Cheap thrills!) I love audiobooks, too. The experience of listening to the 22-hour audiobook "All the King's Men" was sublime. No matter how broke I've been, I've always bought books, even if it meant one paperback the day before payday.
I also loved school, maybe you loved it for the same reasons I did: school was an orderly place where the rules were clear, they were easy to follow, people didn't yell at each other, there wasn't that "tension" in the air that there was at home. Teachers always liked me because I could sit still for a long time.
You and I both ought to practice leaving typos and misspellings in our posts instead of editing them... hmmm... not sure I can do that. I'll think about it.