Spring ended, and by then I had accumulated[8] almost every type of electronic equipment I had always wished to have back home.
In conversations with my family in Guatemala, they were amazed to hear the deals I got and the number of things I had acquired in such a short time living in North America.
Then this new idea came to mind. I had heard about a fellow Guatemalan who lived in the next town over and traveled back home every few months. He drove a truck from Massachusetts to Guatemala stacked[9] high with boxes that people were sending to relatives, each full of new and used stuff.
I called my father in San Marcos and made an agreement with him that I would send as many types of items as I could so that he could start his own resale[10] business.
Every few months I would gather several boxes of American “junk”—televisions, toasters, fans, deep fryers, hair dryers, electric shavers, videotapes of cartoons and action movies (even though my family didn’t understand English), car audio systems, trinkets from people’s travels, etc.—and ship them off.[11]
Of course, I was losing money on every front[12]. I paid for the objects and I paid for the transportation. But it was a way to help my family. My father sold what the family didn’t need and kept the profits, while my mother and brother filled the house with one of every possible type of electrical appliance.
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