A few years ago, one of my students came up to me on a Monday morning and handed me a paper plate covered in foil.
"We made these yesterday. My mom wanted you to have these," he said through broken English.
Peeling back the foil, I saw six corn husk rolls lined up on the plate.
""They are tamales," he added.
I smiled and told my student how much I love tamales, but had never had homemade ones.
"My aunt comes every Sunday to make them with my mom."
As someone who loves to bake, I will often share my goodies with others as a way of saying thank you or to let them know how much I appreciate them.
Looking down, I realized that I was not just holding a plate of tamales. I was holding a tremendous gift.