I can't really remember my first day at secondary school very much.
I can remember events leading up to it (taking the 11+ etc) and thousands (or so it seems) of days after it, but the day itself - it's a vague mist.
We didn't have any choice about which secondary school we went to. We lived abroad, dad being in the army, and there was only one school which served the English forces children. It entailed an hour's bus ride over a scary mountainous cliff top and I nearly wet myself everyday going round the bends of it. My memories of my time spent in that school are wonderful (especially the cream buns in the tuck shop - yum yum
Now, if you wanted to know about my first day at primary, I could tell you all about that - my memory's crystal clear on that day strangely enough!