My mother to me usually presents/displays thus: He is my son, is doctor, but of whom they do not help to people. Then, a letter cascade of readers and spectators have arrived a the mass media with tributes like you are the type of doctor who helps to people. Its last class was transmitted by the Web and they saw already it more than seven million people. But history does not finish there. Two months ago, while it continues his unequal fight against his unfortunate disease, Random House paid 6.7 million to him dollars so that it transformed that one lesson into a book.
The last lesson, so is the title, that it sold more than 4.5 million unit and stays first in all the lists of sale. The book was written by the journalist of The Wall Street Journal, Jeffrey Zaslow, that maintained 53 telephone conversations with Pausch, while this one realised its morning strolls in bicycle. Zaslow had attended " last leccin" of Pausch in Carnegie Mellon. Reinoso relates that when Pausch was stopped in front of the 400 students, it already knew his diagnosis and its greater obsession was to leave a legacy to its small three children: Dylan, of 5 year and a half; Logan, of three, and the girl of its eyes, Chloe, of aito and half. For that reason class conceived his last like message hopeful directed to his children, in that it speaks to them of his dreams of childhood, of the importance of not leaving them, of the wisdom of knowing how to live and the gratitude towards the people who are decisive in the life, among others things. The smaller doubt does not fit of than already its last class was going to generate the positive feedback that occurred, given to that it loaded in her a hurricane of emotions, of sensitivity, aspect that has its excellent effects, as it were the case.