As a math tutor in high school, I saved a lot
of athletes from being dropped from the team for academic reasons.
It got to the point where the school thought it could throw even the most challenging cases at me, and somehow I'd be able to teach them math.
My most vivid memory: a female ninth-grader, non-athlete, who would not speak.
Not only would she not speak, but as I was explaining math she was marking up her arm with a pin instead of listening to me.
I had not been briefed about this.
The school counselor just left her with me and scurried away.
So twice a week we'd sit. I'd patiently explain math, and she'd be in another world, though not always harming herself.
I was discouraged. I couldn't reach her.
Then one day....
I was at a school function and a man and a woman introduced themselves to me as the girl's parents.
They were beaming.
They said I'd been so good for their daughter, that her attitude -- and grades -- had improved considerably, and that she spoke to them repeatedly about my kindness toward her.
Wow.
I felt a lot better.
So here's the thing.
I'm a good teacher. I can explain difficult things so they seem simple. This is one talent I know I have.
And if I can teach complicated math, or how the Federal Reserve works, I can teach you the skill you know you need if you're going to make a go of things online: building and profiting from an email list.
That's what it's all about, folks.
If you're ruling out ever doing this, then you're sabotaging yourself before you even start.
I know it sounds like something outside your comfort zone. But lots of knuckleheads have -- and profit from -- email lists, and I promise you: I'm a good teacher.
You can do this, and you should do this. You will thank me.
But hurry, because I'm closing the doors on it very soon:
Tom Woods