Maleeka’s plastic hand mirror symbolizes her self-acceptance. Maleeka’s dad gave her the mirror prior to his death three years before the events of the novel. One day, after Maleeka has gotten a haircut, she’s disheartened by other students making fun of her—even though she knows that she looks good. She goes to cry in the bathroom, and as she looks at herself in the bathroom mirror, she feels that she’s lost the confidence she had in the hair salon. In this way, the school bathroom mirror represents how the other students see Maleeka, and how they project their own insecurities so that she, in turn, becomes insecure.
Then, Maleeka pulls out her hand mirror and recalls her father’s words: “You got to see yourself with your own eyes. That’s the only way you gonna know who you really are.” The hand mirror thus represents how Maleeka’s father saw her—that is, how much he loved her and how beautiful he thought she was—and how she should see herself in turn. By looking at herself not in the bathroom mirror but instead in the hand mirror, Maleeka understands that the only approval she truly needs is her own. Maleeka walks confidently out of the bathroom after this, which underscores how seeing herself for who she is, rather than how others see her, fosters self-acceptance.
Maleeka’s Mirror Quotes in The Skin I’m In
I jump off the sink and lean close to the mirror on the wall, and think of Daddy. “Maleeka,” he used to say, “you got to see yourself with your own eyes. That’s the only way you gonna know who you really are.”
I reach down into my bag and pull out the little hand mirror Daddy gave me and look at myself real good. My nose is running. I blow it and throw the tissue away. I splash some water on my face and pat it dry. I reach deep down into my pocketbook and pull out the little jar of Vaseline and shine up my lips. Then I ball up my cap, stuff it in my backpack, and walk right on out of there.
Would you be my Almond Joy
My chocolate chip, my Hershey Kiss
My sweet dark chocolate butter crisp?
Caleb’s poem makes me cry. It is so sweet. I look at my face in the mirror and smile. I promise myself to hang Caleb’s poem on the wall with Daddy’s and the one from the library.