ng a job； low pay or your boss for your problems。 You'll live life hoping for that big break that will solve all your money problems。〃
Rich dad looked over at me to see if I was still listening。 His eyes met mine。 We stared at each other； streams of munication going between us through our eyes。 Finally； I pulled away once I had absorbed his last message。 I knew he was right。 I was blaming him； and I did ask to learn。 I was fighting。
Rich dad continued。 〃Or if you're the kind of person who has no guts； you just give up every time life pushes you。 If you're that kind of person； you'll live all your life playing it safe； doing the right things； saving yourself for some event that never happens。 Then； you die a boring old man。 You'll have lots of friends who really like you because you were such a nice hard…working guy。 You spent a life playing it safe； doing the right things。 But the truth is； you let life push you into submission。 Deep down you were terrified of taking risks。 You really wanted to win； but the fear of losing was greater than the excitement of winning。 Deep inside； you and only you will know you didn't go for it。 You chose to play it safe。〃
Our eyes met again。 For ten seconds； we looked at each other； only pulling away once the message was received。
〃You've been pushing me around〃 I asked。
〃Some people might say that；〃 smiled rich dad。 〃I would say that I just gave you a taste of life。〃
〃What taste of life？〃 I asked； still angry； but now curious。 Even ready to learn。
〃You boys are the first people that have ever asked me to teach them how to make money。 I have more than 150 employees； and not one of them has asked me what I know about money。 They ask me for a job and a paycheck； but never to teach them a