An idea by Dixie Rizzo from Maryland
 

I got little jewelry boxes, (just the little boxes a pair of earrings or necklace might come in.) I covered each one with fabric, placed a small ribbon and tie a tag with each girls name on it. I had asked the families, friends, and leaders of the girls to tell me attributes that the appreciated and saw that made each of young women special and unique. I then made small cards using card stock. I put little pictures, and wrote the thoughts that I had gathered from everyone. (I also asked the priests in our ward to comment -- I teach the Laurels, and the girls loved have the boys comments, the boys were thoughtful and kind I was impressed.)

I placed boxes on the table in a variety of shapes and sizes, some were really pretty and others not. They all served a purpose, and had some value to me. Toward the back a placed a brown box that a pair of boots had come in. One of the girls committed that that box was ugly. I just let them talk about the boxes for a minute, and then began the lesson. We followed the lesson, and then I told them of a roommate I had in college who had been born with a birth defect, her mother never let her feel that she was less because of her looks, she made her perform as a dancer, and be in plays, even though it was very difficult for my roommate she now was able to be around people without feeling less inferior, because of her looks. Any way she was friends with the President of our Institute he was attractive and many girls really liked him. He graduated early and moved away, a few months later he called my roommate and asked her to marry him. They were married in the temple. Her attitude about herself had allowed him to love her for what she was not how she looked.

We then took a look at the boxes and I talked about the comments I had heard them make, and mentioned why some of them were of value to me, when I got to the brown box in the back, I simply said how much I had used this box it was sturdy and a perfect size for papers and I had used it often, even though it wasn't very attractive it has great value to me. Then I said even though it didn't have the beauty that the others had it was what was on the inside that was important. I opened the box to reveal the boxes I had made for the girls. I passed them out, they of course wanted to open them immediately. I had them wait while I said that I felt each of them was beautiful in their appearance just as the boxes were beautiful, but it is what is on the inside that really matters. They then opened their boxes and began to read the things that their friends, family, and teachers had written they were all touched and many tears were shed. I believe they learned the lesson well.

I also had a picture that I found with a little kitten looking into the mirror and seeing a Lion looking back, above it were the works. What matters most is how you see yourself. I included the quote from the lesson by L. Tom Perry from the lesson.