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Who Am I?
This is a question I often ask myself. I am Amy. I am a daughter. I am a student. I am a future teacher. I am a mentor. I am a Mormon.

So first off, I am a daughter. I am from Mesa, Arizona where the rest of my family lives. I have two wonderful parents who I adore and 3 older brothers. Growing up with only brothers was not the easiest, but looking back now I would not trade it for anything. I had three brothers who backed me 100% for anything that I wanted to do. They would be the ones who would ask who to beat up if I came home crying. That is not something that you get from sisters. I also have a wonderful sister-in-law and two amazing nephews. I miss my family often. They are my best friends.

I am a student and a future teacher. I am in my Junior Year at BYU. I have loved every minute of it. I am an Elementary Education major. I have a year of classes left and then I am in the schools. It is a crazy thing to think about. Being a teacher has always been my dream. I am excited to finally be living this dream.

I am a mentor. I work as a peer mentor for BYU. It has been the best job I have ever had and I am so grateful everyday that I am able to do something that I love. I have met some of the best people in the world through this job and I can't imagine doing anything else right now. It has changed me. I am a different person because of mentoring. I am ever grateful for this change.

I am a Mormon. This is probably the biggest word to describe me. I am going to make a whole page about being a Mormon and you can read about my beliefs as a Mormon here.


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