I　nodded　my　head。

〃Good；〃　said　rich　dad。　〃Now　get　back　to　work。　This　time；　I　will　pay　you　nothing。〃

〃What？〃　I　asked　in　amazement。

〃You　heard　me。　Nothing。　You　will　work　the　same　three　hours　every

Saturday；　but　this　time　you　will　not　be　paid　10　cents　per　hour。　You　said　you　wanted　to　learn　to　not　work　for　money；　so　I'm　not　going　to　pay　you　anything。〃

I　couldn't　believe　what　I　was　hearing。

〃I've　already　had　this　conversation　with　Mike。　He's　already　working；　dusting　and　stacking　canned　goods　for　free。　You'd　better　hurry　and　get　back　there。〃

〃That's　not　fair；〃　I　shouted。　〃You've　got　to　pay　something。〃

〃You　said　you　wanted　to　learn。　If　you　don't　learn　this　now；　you'll　grow　up　to　be　like　the　two　women　and　the　older　man　sitting　in　my　living　room；　working　for　money　and　hoping　I　don't　fire　them。　Or　like　your　dad；　earning　lots　of　money　only　to　be　in　debt　up　to　his　eyeballs；　hoping　more　money　will　solve　the　problem。　If　that's　what　you　want；　I'll　go　back　to　our　original　deal　of　10　cents　an　hour。　Or　you　can　do　what　most　people　grow　up　to　do。　plain　that　there　is　not　enough　pay；　quit　and　go　looking　for　another　job。〃

〃But　what　do　I　do？〃　I　asked。

Rich　dad　tapped　me　on　the　head。　〃Use　this；〃　he　said。　〃If　you　use　it　well；　you　will　soon　thank　me　for　giving　you　an　opportunity；　and　you　will　grow　into　a　rich　man。〃

I　stood　there　still　not　believing　what　a　raw　deal　I　had　been　handed。　Here　I　came　to　ask　for　a　raise；　and　now　I　was　being　told　to　keep　working　for　nothing。

Rich　dad　tapped　me　on　the　head　again　and　said；　〃Use　this。　Now　get　out　of　here　and　get　back　to　work。〃

LESSON　#l：　The　Rich　Don't　Work　For　Money

I　didn't　tell　my　poor　dad　I　wasn't　being　paid。　He　would　not　have　understood；　and　I　did　not