I just seem to have been reading a lot of school based threads this evening, so this popped into my head.
I don't remember the first day, but I remember the night before.
I remember cornflakes boxes and a sand box and drawing houses and Mrs X correcting our copies and her glasses and the red pen.
But I don't remember my first day at school.
My only long term ex, lived about 300 yards from his school. On his first day, he escaped and ran home to his Mum. The Head teacher came high tailing it after him and he was lured back.