phrase means is that most people need only to learn and master one more skill and their
income would jump exponentially. I have mentioned before that financial intelligence is a
synergy of accounting, investing, marketing and law. Combine those four technical skills and
making money with money is easier. When it comes to money, the only skill most people know
The classic example of a synergy of skills was that
young writer for the newspaper. If she diligently learned the skills of sales and marketing, her
income would jump dramatically. If I were her, I would take some courses in advertising
copywriting as well as sales. Then, instead of working at the newspaper, I would seek a job at an
advertising agency. Even if it were a cut in pay, she would learn how to communicate in “short
cuts” that are used in successful advertising. She also would spend time learning public relations,
an important skill. She would learn how to get millions in free publicity. Then, at night and on
weekends, she could be writing her great novel. When it was finished, she would be better able
to sell her book. Then, in a short while, she could be a “best-selling author.”
>When I first came out with my first book If You Want To Be Rich and Happy,
Don't Go to School? a publisher suggested I change the tide to The Economics of Education. I
told the publisher that with a title like that, I would sell two books: one to my family and one to
my best friend. The problem is, they would expect it for free. The obnoxious title If You Want
To Be Rich and Happy, Don't Go to School? was chosen because we knew it would get tons of
publicity. I am pro-education and believe in education reform. Otherwise, why would I continue
to press for changing our antiquated educational system? So I chose a title that would get me on
more TV and radio shows, simply because I was willing to be controversial. Many people
thought I was a fruitcake, but the book sold and sold.
When I
graduated from the U.S. Merchant Marine Academy in 1969, my educated dad was happy.
Standard Oil of California had hired me for its oil-tanker fleet. I was a third mate, and the pay
was low compared with my classmates, but it was OK for a first real job after college. My starting
pay was about $42,000 a year, including overtime, and I only had , to work for seven months. I
had five months of vacation. If I had wanted to, I could have taken the run to Vietnam with a
subsidiary shipping company, and easily doubled my pay instead of taking the five J months'
vacation.
I had a great career ahead of me, yet I resigned after six
months with the company and joined the Marine Corps to learn how to fly. My educated dad
was devastated. Rich dad congratulated me.
In school and in the
workplace, the popular opinion is the idea of “specialization.” That is, in order to make more
money or get promoted, you need to “specialize.” That is why medical doctors immediately
begin to seek a specialty such as orthopedics or pediatrics. The same is true for accountants,
architects, lawyers, pilots and others.
My educated dad believed in
the same dogma. That is why he was thrilled when he eventually achieved his doctorate. He
often admitted •;• that schools reward people who study more and more about less and less.
Rich dad encouraged me to do exactly the opposite. “You want to '
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know a little about a lot” was his suggestion. That is why for years I worked in different areas of
his companies. For awhile, I worked in his accounting department. Although I would probably
never have been an accountant, he wanted me to learn via “osmosis.” Rich dad knew I would
pick up “jargon” and a sense of what is important and what is not. I also worked as a bus boy
and construction worker, as well as in sales, reservations and marketing. He was “grooming”
Mike and me. That is why he insisted we sit in on the meetings with his bankers, lawyers,
accountants and brokers. He wanted us to know a little about every aspect of his empire.
When I quit my high-paying job with Standard Oil, my educated dad had
a heart-to-heart with me. He was bewildered. He could not understand my decision to resign
from a career that offered high pay, great benefits, lots of time off, and opportunity for
promotion. When he asked me one evening, “Why did you quit?” I could not explain it to him,
as much as I tried. My logic did not fit his logic. The big problem wasthat my logic was my rich
dad's logic.
Job security meant everything to my educated dad.
Learning meant everything to my rich dad.
Educated dad thought I
went to school to learn to be a ship's officer. Rich dad knew that I went to school to study
international trade. So as a student, I made cargo runs, navigating large freighters, oil tankers
and passenger ships to the Far East and the South Pacific. Rich dad emphasized that I stay in
the Pacific instead of taking ships to Europe because he knew that the “emerging nations” were
in Asia, not Europe. While most of my classmates, including Mike, were partying at their
fraternity houses, I was studying trade, people, business styles and cultures in Japan, Taiwan,
Thailand, Singapore, Hong Kong, Vietnam, Korea, Tahiti, Samoa and the Philippines. I also
was