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We've all hit the point in our lives when fart jokes weren't funny anymore. This point was when we all thought we were mature and the kids that still made fart jokes were immature. What mature meant to me in middle school was not making fart jokes. What mature means to me now is going through a life experience that your attitude, gossiping, the responsibilities you take on, your views on life all change and you are a different person after that particular event. From first grade to sixth grade I went to Riverside Preparatory School with my two sisters. What this school's main goal for the student was to prepare the students for college. It was a school where no kid failed and there was so much competition to be the best. No kids in my classes …show more content…

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