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true.  They’re  excited,  and  they  want  you  now.”  Kim  paused  before
                continuing, “Don’t pass this up. Just turn around. You’ll have new tickets
                waiting for you at the Sydney airport.”

                Six days later, I arrived in Chicago.

                Oprah’s program was televised from her own studio, Harpo Productions. A

                lovely young assistant escorted me from the green room into the studio
                where Oprah’s adoring fans were already seated.

                The room was electric. Oprah’s fans were anxiously awaiting her entrance.
                For a moment, I forgot why I was there. I forgot that I was about to be on
                television  with  the  most  powerful  woman  in  show  business.  I  knew  her
                television viewership was estimated to be over 20 million people in the

                United  States  alone,  with  syndication  in  over  150  countries  around  the
                world.

                Gazing around, I saw two chairs in the middle of the stage. I thought to
                myself,  “I  wonder  who  the  second  chair  is  for?”  My  heart  froze  as  I
                realized… the second chair was for me!

                The  room  suddenly  erupted  with  applause  as  Oprah  took  the  stage.  She
                was much more impressive in real life. After she said a few words to the
                studio audience and her television viewers, the assistant gently took my

                elbow and said softly, “Let’s go.”

                I took a breath and thought to myself, “It’s too late to start practicing.”

                An hour later, the program was over. The crowd applauded, and Oprah said
                good-bye to the world. Once the television cameras were turned off, she
                turned  to  me,  pointed,  smiled,  and  said,  “Rich  dad,  I  just  sold  you  a
                million copies of your book.”

                At that time, Rich Dad Poor Dad was self-published. This meant I did not
                have to share my profits with a publisher. Although I’ve never been good

                at math, I did understand money. After expenses, I made a profit of five
                dollars  on  every  book.  If  Oprah’s  estimate  was  correct  about  selling  a
                million copies of the book, simple math told me I just made $5 million in
                one hour, before taxes. It was a profitable day in many ways. I didn’t know
                it  at  the  time  but,  in  one  hour,  I  had  gone  from  being  an  unknown  to
                becoming world-famous. As you probably know, fame can be much more

                seductive than money.
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