minshi

@@@@@ "OK, I'll pay you a dollar an hour," rich dad said, with a sly grin Now my heart was beginning to raceMy brain was screaming, An "Take it I could not believe what I was hearingStill, I said nothing My little 9-year-old brain and heart nearly explodedAfter all, it was 1956 and being paid $2 an hour would have made me the richest kid in the worldI couldn't imagine earning that kind of moneyI could see a new bicycle, new baseball glove, and adoration of my friends when I flashed some cashOn top of that, Jimmy and his rich friends could never call me poor againBut somehow my mouth stayed silent Maybe my brain had overheated and blown a fuseBut deep down, I badly wanted that $2 an hour The ice cream had melted and was running down my handThe ice-cream stick was empty, and under it was a sticky mess of vanilla and chocolate that ants were enjoyingRich dad was looking at two boys staring back at him, eyes wide open and brains emptyHe knew he was testing us, and he knew there was a part of our emotions that wanted to take the dealHe knew that each human being has a weak and needy part of their soul that can be boughtAnd he knew that each human being also had a part of their soul that was strong and filled with a resolve that could never be boughtIt was only a question of which one was strongerHe had tested thousands of souls in his lifeHe tested souls every time he interviewed someone for a job Suddenly there was a silence from inside meSomething had changedThe offer was too big and had gotten ridiculou