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 I cannot honestly complete the sentence "I am" because mankind hasn't come up with a word to encompass enough to describe my inner-self. The statement would turn into a horribly terrifying run-on sentence.
Nevertheless, I will now try to encapsulate who I am into a few words. It’s really hard to compress identity and feelings and stories into words. At least words that sound good, that flow, and that have any measure of clarity. I should know, I want to be an author. However, I’m discovering the alphabet’s ability to convey the deepest thoughts and make intangible feelings somewhat concrete. So thank you for allowing me to further this exploration by asking of me a question that’s nearly impossible to define: who Golda Cristine Dopp is.
I am a lover of many things. I love my family, the color orange, chocolate, wind mills, tulips, learning, small-tip black pens, and performing. I’ve played the flute for 9 years. I chose the flute because I saw them in the Kaysville Fourth of July parade when I was seven and they were shiney.
My favorite song is “It’s a Wonderful World” by Louis Armstrong. It's a lovely reminder that the world really is beautiful. It also reminds me of the movie Madeleine. Madeleine was the movie that made me really want to get my appendix out.  I’m aware that most children do not wish for an organ to explode, or be admitted to the emergency room. But I liked being in the spotlight as a kid. I still do, but I’ve found better methods that require no surgery…..dance!
Dance is freedom for me. It’s the purest form of self-expression I’ve ever experienced. Much of my life has been spent in ballet, modern and jazz classes. Dance has given me the discipline, grace, musicality, dedication and artistry to do anything I want. It’s part of who I am and I’m forever grateful for it.
I was named after my great-grandmother; Golda Jane Burton King. She was born on Election Day and loved to travel, just like me. She died when I was five and I still remember the dress I wore to her funeral. She’s given me an amazing legacy and I’m honored to be her namesake.
I love being with people. I love looking them in the eyes and trying to understand them. People’s eyes are unbelievably beautiful and expressive. I love smiling at people, and listening to them, and helping them. One my very favorite words is empathy.
My beliefs are a huge part of who I am. I plan on serving an LDS mission when I turn 19. My beliefs have helped me understand and enhance who I am.
I am an auburn-haired, hazel-eyed, freckled girl who just wants to change and travel the world. I am happy. I am a work in progress, but held in the jubilant alcove of my soul, is the knowledge that I can become a better me every single day.

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