In The House on Mango Street, there is a whole chapter that consists of the main character and her sister, Nenny, going to a poor junk store. Nenny’s curiosity causes her to ask the owner about a specific old, wooden box. Of course, once the owner claimed it as a music box, Esperalda, the main character imagines it as a box decorated with all sorts of pretty designs. But, once it starts working, the author compares it to “a million moths all over the dusty furniture and swan-neck shadows and in our bones. It’s like drops of water. Or like marimbas only with a funny little plucked sound to it like if you were running your fingers across the teeth of a metal comb” (Cisaneros, 20).
This compares to a how we perceive people. People may be pretty on the outside, but the opposite on the inside, and vice versa. Beauty is not skin deep. Judging a person based on what the eyes see, and not based on their personality says a lot about that person’s character. We need to dig deeper past the looks and more into the soul. Appearances shouldn’t matter to anyone if that person is has all the right characteristics. We shouldn’t want materialistic things to determine our society.