Packed into a plastic bag the size
of a cellophane wrapper, are little crumbles
of once whole maple sugar candy.
Using broken Spanish I explain that the broken
pieces come from a tree.
Juan Carlos and Glady take little bites
at first, then the rhythm gets faster.
Glady takes the bag to his mother for inspection. First
a nibble, followed
by a second, then slowly
she wraps the remaining crumbs
back into the tiny plastic bag
and tucks
it away in her pocket
for later.