Reflection About Vanity

With a name like Tris (short for Beatrice) Prior, the heroine that Shailene Woodley plays in this sci-fi thriller is custom-built to be a young-adult role model. She begins the film, derived from Veronica Roth's debut novel, with a major dilemma.

“‘I wanted you to see what real courage is, instead of getting the idea that courage is a man with a gun in his hand. It’s when you know you’re licked before you begin, but begin anyway and you see it through no matter what’” (Lee 112). Courage can be defined many ways.

She most recently started an assignment for IU Health but after two weeks the assignment ended.

The students drew near as I reluctantly scurried towards the young mens bathroom where I could finally be alone. At the time, I lived in the snowy areas of northern New York, and while attending the infamous middle school, all of my worries in the world were heightened by 200%. From the first day of school, I wanted to fit in. While not even knowing what “fitting in” was, I was determined to do it. I desired to be liked by everyone around me with no worries in the world. I didn’t know that ironically, you couldn’t have both. As I tried to fit in, I noticed that others would flee from me in the halls as if I had an odor of a thousand pounds of garbage. I was confused why others would shy away from me in projects and hallways until the hints

People all over the world, bowing down at your knees, praying to you day and night. These humans, they all look up to you but just seem like pesky little ants scurrying around and with the snap of your finger or the movement of your foot, they’re just a small stain on the ground. Wouldn’t it feel great to have the power of that magnitude? To be in charge of something that large? Well, the gods have control such as this just lying at their fingertips.

“It is a shame that her father left her...this happened because her mother failed her job as a wife...she is so young...what was her father thinking?”, my relatives whispered as they sipped their tea. My cousin’s face turned pale like the white blanket of snow falling outside the lodge at the camp in Lake Tahoe. Her expression held so many emotions as if it was a canvas of a painting to be gazed upon. I could see that she felt frustrated and tired of these rude remarks, and all I did was just stand there and caressed the back side of her hands, so I could comfort her. Suddenly, it felt like the air had thickened so much that even a hammer could not slash it into tiny bits. My cousin had not yet known why her father left the house yesterday.

Finally, the last line is what seems to be not only the most troubling and difficult, but also the one that seems most excessive and possibly even redundant. He could've just topped off his previous lines with a simple, blunt, "our vanity is laughable" but "...our vain blows malicious mockery." seemed to be the most preferred way to go, so there must be some sort of reason as to why. A direct, accessible line possibly would've been what most refer to as ideal, driving the point home, but why exchange the richness in style and depth? The use of the word "vain" but not "vanity" is what first caught my eye. The choice comes off as incoherent or nonsensical, but its intention is visible shortly afterwards. He's comparing vanity, or a level of being

Whether it was my persistent requests for my mother dreadlock my hair at the age of 8, or the immediate connection I had to the dancehall mixes played in the backgrounds of family gatherings, I was very proud of the person that my native land was bound to shape me into. But this held opposite to those of the “outside world”. Soon, I became one of the very few minorities in my classroom, with those of fairer skin and origins rooted in European countries becoming the majority. At the sight of them, the thought “am I truly as beautiful as my mother told me I am” popped into my mind, with the image that I had to carry being seen as substantially different compared to those who now surrounded me. My youth soon persisted of me being completely aware of how “different” I truly was, however, this awareness only consisted of a [blank] percentage of negative feelings. But then, age 11 hit. The year I was pushed to experience a much larger scope of the world than elementary school had allowed me: a 6th grade academy. Sure, the neighborhood and the friends that I had known prior were still present, the new setting and set of people that this school added into my life proved to have its lasting

She looked in the mirror as the room filled with her insecurities. How could Linda Williams, a 13-year old girl, be so insecure about the way she looks? There is only one reason, society. You might ask who I am, but it's fairly simple. I am Linda’s biological father. Linda and her mother took it pretty hard when I passed away, yet I hope they know I am in a better place now. Linda has been through a tough life, but I know she will fight through it. She sat there crying on the bathroom floor, while her mother sat in the other room smoking, trying to ease the mental pain that has been re-occurring the past three months. I wish I could hold her in my bare arms, as I comfort her with the the words that came from the school that stab her heart.

In the book of Ecclesiastes, Solomon’s concept of meaning is that all is vanity and that this life is vain, because a meaningful life is an eternal life with God. He describes that a life without fearing and loving God searches for ways to become meaningful with no hope. King Solomon tells us ways that we live that leads to emptiness because we are never satisfied. He emphasizes that everything ‘under the sun’ is vain and wants us to understand that all is vanity because of death.

The air around me rippled with the jocund laughter of students, but under this thin filament of joy, soft snickers reverberated through the room targeted towards a single object -- me. As a child, I was a contradiction. Even though I was Asian, I was not smart, I was not pale, but I was fat. My “friends” ridiculed me and constantly mocked me saying that “I’m adopted” or that “my parents made a mistake.” It was a dementing experience. Often, my vision would cloud as tears threatened to pour from my eyes, but I would stare down determined not to reveal a hint of weakness as I held my tears within the recesses of my eyes.

There are many definitions that can define the word “vanity” according to Webster-Miriam it means “a way of behaving” that shows that you have too much pride. In today’s day and age we can say that we are experiencing or have seen a lot of vanity on social media. People are posting their whole life on Facebook, Instagram and Twitter often to see how many view or likes that they may receive. There is nothing wrong with sharing your photos but it can also be considered as “behavior fueled by excessive concern” (Hoogland, Schurtz, Smith, 2014)

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The title Thackeray chose for his novel Vanity Fair is taken from The Pilgrim´s Progress by John Bunyan. In Bunyan´s book, one of the places Christian passes through on his pilgrimage to the Celestial City is Vanity Fair, where it is possible to buy all sorts of vanities. A very sad thing happens there: the allegorical person Faithful is killed by the people. In the novel Vanity Fair Thackeray writes about the title he has chosen: "But my kind reader will please to remember that this history has 'Vanity Fair' for a title, and that Vanity Fair is a very vain, wicked, foolish place, full of all sorts of humbugs and falsenesses and pretensions" (98). The choice of title is appopriate, because in his

From my family’s moves when I was young, I was accustomed to standing apart from kids my age, while wanting to make friends. I did not know how to make that happen. I always had a good imagination. I had an imaginary friend as a child. As my torment in school developed, I had expanded to create an imaginary world to live and to be accepted.