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The Bluest Eye  - Learning to Hate     Many Americans today are not satisfied with their physical appearance. They do not feel that they are as glorious as the women on television or in magazines. The media is brainwash American females that if they are not slim and incur blonde tomentum and blue eyes, they are not beautiful. This causes women not only to hate the type females, but also hate themselves. In Toni Morrisons novel The Bluest Eye both of her main characters, Claudia and Pecola show hatred toward others, and themselves because they are not as beautiful as the supreme females.   Claudias hatred starts at the beginning of the novel when she and her sis are staring at Rosemary Villanucci. Rosemary has what Claudia and Frieda want. They want the things that exsanguine people have. We stare at her, lacking(p) her bread, but more than that wanting to poke the arrogance out of her eyes and smash the pride of ownership that curls her chewing mouth.(Morrison, p.9) Claudia and Frieda hate Rosemary because she has all of the things that Claudia and Frieda will never have or be, particularly Rosemarys discolor skin. This forces a feeling of self-hatred for organism black upon the filles.   You can see Claudias hatred again when she receives a white baby doll for Christmas. Instead of adoring and cradling the new gift, as roughly other children would have done, she mutilated and destroyed the doll. Adults, older girls, shops, magazines, newspapers, window pledge - all the world had agreed that a blue-eyed, yellow-haired, pink-skinned doll was what e very(prenominal) girl child treasured. Here, they said, this is beautiful, and if you are on this day worthy you may have it. (Morrison p. 20-21) She hated the dolls blonde hair and blue eyes staring back at her, reminding her of how different she looked from the doll. She knew that she was wrong for destroying the doll, but she could not refrain herself fr om doing it. The doll, symbolized the perfect girl, and she knew she was very far from looking like her. In Emily Pragers essay Our Barbies, Ourselves, she reveals the damaging assemble of a doll that establishes such an impossible standard of physical nonpareil for little girls.