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One　dad　struggled　to　save　a　few　dollars。　The　other　simply　created　investments。

One　dad　taught　me　how　to　write　an　impressive　resume　so　I　could　find　a　good　job。　The　other　taught　me　how　to　write　strong　business　and　financial　plans　so　I　could　create　jobs。

Being　a　product　of　two　strong　dads　allowed　me　the　luxury　of　observing　the　effects　different　thoughts　have　on　ones　life。　I　noticed　that　people　really　do　shape　their　life　through　their　thoughts。

For　example；　my　poor　dad　always　said；　〃Ill　never　be　rich。〃　And　that　prophesy　became　reality。　My　rich　dad；　on　the　other　hand；　always　referred　to　himself　as　rich。　He　would　say　things　like；　〃Im　a　rich　man；　and　rich　people　dont　do　this。〃　Even　when　he　was　flat　broke　after　a　major　financial　setback；　he　continued　to　refer　to　himself　as　a　rich　man。　He　would　cover　himself　by　saying；　〃There　is　a　difference　between　being　poor　and　being　broke。　…　Broke　is　temporary；　and　poor　is　eternal。〃

My　poor　dad　would　also　say；　〃Im　not　interested　in　money；〃　or　〃Money　doesnt　matter。〃　My　rich　dad　always　said；　〃Money　is　power。〃

The　power　of　our　thoughts　may　never　be　measured　or　appreciated；　but　it　became　obvious　to　me　as　a　young　boy　to　be　aware　of　my　thoughts　and　how　I　expressed　myself。　I　noticed　that　my　poor　dad　was　poor　not　because　of　the　amount　of　money　he　earned；　which　was　significant；　but

because　of　his　thoughts　and　actions。　As　a　young　boy；　having　two　fathers；　I　became　acutely　aware　of　being　careful　which　thoughts　I　chose　to　adopt　as　my　own。　Whom　should　I　listen　to…my　rich　dad　or　my　poor　dad？

Although　both　men　had　tremendous　respect　for　education　and　learning；　they　disagreed　in　what　they　thought　was　important　to　learn。　One　wanted　me　to　study　hard；　earn　a　degree　and　get　a　good　job　to　work　for　money。　He　wanted　me　to　study　to　bee　a　professional；　an　attorney　or　an　accountant　or　to　go　to　business　school　for　my　MBA。　The　other　encouraged　me　to　study　to　be　rich；　to　understand　how　money　works　and　to　learn　how　to　have　it　work　for　me。　〃I　dont　work　for　money！〃　were　words　he　would　repeat　over　and　over；　〃Money　works　for　me！〃

At　the　age　of　9；　I　decided　to　listen　to　and　learn　from　my　rich　dad　about　money。　In　doing　so；　I　chose　not　to　listen　to　my　poor　dad；　even　though　he　was　the　one　with　all　the　college　degrees。

A　Lesson　From　Robert　Frost

Robert　Frost　is　my　favourite　poet。　Although　I　love　many　of　his　poems；　my　favorite　is　The　Road　Not　Taken。　I　use　its　lesson　almost　daily：

The　Road　Not　Taken

Two　roads　diverged　in　a　yellow　wood；　And　sorry　I　could　not　travel　both　And　be　one　traveler；　long　I　stood　And　looked　down　one　as　far　as　I　could　To　where　it　bent　in　the　undergrowth；

Then　took　the　other；　as　just　as　fair；　And　having　perhaps　the　better　claim；　Because　it　was　grassy　and　wanted　wear　Though　as　for　that　the　passing　there　Had　worn　them　really　about　the　same；

And　both　that　morning　equally　lay　In　leaves　no　step　had　trodden　black。　Oh；　I　kept　the　first　for　another　day！　Yet　knowing　how　way　leads　onto　way；　I　doubted　if　I　should　ever　e　back。

I　shall　be　telling　this　with　a　sigh　Somewhere　ages　and　ages　hence；　Two　roads　diverged　in　a　wood；　and　I　took　the　one　less　traveled　by；　And　that　has　made　all　the　difference。

Robert　Frost（1916）

And　that　made　all　the　difference。

Over　the　years；　I　have　often　reflected　upon　Robert　Frosts　poem。　Choosing　not　to　listen　to　my　highly　educated　dads　advice　and　attitude　about　money　was　a　painful　decision；　but　it　was　a　decision　that　shaped　the　rest　of　my　life。

Once　I　made　up　my　mind　whom　to　listen　to；　my　education　about　money　began。　My　rich　dad　taught　me　over　a　period　of　30　years；　until　I　was　age　39。　He　stopped　once　he　realized　that　I　knew　and　fully　understood　what　he　had　been　trying　to　drum　into　my　often　thick　skull。

Money　is　one　form　of　power。　But　what　is　more　powerful　is　financial　education。　Money　es　and　goes；　but　if　you　have　the　education　about　how　money　works；　you　gain　power　over　it　and　can　begin　building　wealth。　The　reason　positive　thinking　alone　does　not　work　is　because　most　people　went　to　school　and　never　learned　how　money　works；　so　they　spend　their　lives　working　for　money。

Because　I　was　only　9　years　old　when　I　started；　the　lessons　my　rich　dad　taught　me　were　simple。　And　when　it　was　all　said　and　done；　there　were　only　six　main　lessons；　repeated　over　30　years。　This　book　is　about　those　six　lessons；　put　as　simply　as　possible　as　my　rich　dad　put　forth