
English: 
Good morning Hank, it's Thursday. It's my last video of Pizzamas. So the background to this story
is that the couple months before my book, Turtles All the Way Down, came out was a pretty difficult time in my life.
I was just completely
overwhelmed with worry about what people would think about the book, and whether I could handle the tour and publicity
stuff, and also, like, how I was gonna talk about my own mental illness in the context of the book.
I was also really excited to have a book to share, of course, but I—to be honest
I was really really scared. Okay, so tuatara play a role in my new book,
and this is the New Zealand five-cent piece,
which I believe to be the only coin ever minted featuring a tuatara. This one's from 1972,
but New Zealand minted these five-cent pieces up until
2006, when they stopped because, you know, it was the rational thing to do. Because, you know, money exists to facilitate the exchange of goods
and services, which five-cent coins don't do very effectively.
Also, it costs more than five cents per coin to mint five-cent coins, making their existence especially astonishing,
but what if I told you that some countries still mint coins worth one-fifth of one nickel?

Spanish: 
Buenas, Hank, es jueves. Último video de Pizzamas.
Deberían saber que los meses previos a que "Mil veces hasta siempre" se lanzara fueron muy duros.
Me abrumaba imaginar qué se pensaría del libro
y si podría soportar el tour y la publicidad
y hablar de la enfermedad mental en mi vida y en el libro.
Estaba ansioso por compartir el libro, sí, pero también estaba muy asustado.
Hay tuátaras en el libro y aquí hay 5 centavos Neozelandeses.
Creo que es la única moneda que tiene una tuátara.
Ésta es de 1972. Nueva Zelanda las hizo hasta el 2006,
cuando pararon porque era lo lógico.
El dinero facilita el intercambio de bienes y servicios.
Las monedas de 5 centavos no lo hacen muy bien.
Y hacerlas cuesta más de 5 centavos.
Es increíble que hayan existido.
Decir que hay países que hacen monedas que valen 1/5 de eso.
Me fui de tema.

Spanish: 
La cosa es que dejaron de hacerlas hace 10 años. Una noche en Ebay
"quería vencer al miedo con lo efímero"
(Mountain Goats),
eso hacen todos en Ebay,
me dije: "¿Venden los 5 centavos neozelandeses?"
Y sí.
Pude comprar 23 monedas con 22 dólares.
Y pensé: si puedo conseguir 200,
podría regalárselas a todos los que nos dieran regalos durante el tour.
Pero Ebay no tenía suficientes y hablé con fans neozelandeses.
Muchos me hablaron, pero al final el proyecto lo encabezó
Megan, una bibliotecaria y maestra que le escribió al diario local pidiendo
monedas de 5 centavos, pues un autor de USA las quería.
La carta salió en la red, en el diario
y MUCHA gente respondió.
La mayoría no tenía idea de quién era yo,
pero las enviaron.
Llegaban de a 3 o de a 100.
Hubo cartas de madres que tenían las monedas o de gente ansiosa por sus monedas llendo de aventuras.

English: 
Now I'm on a tangent. Point being New Zealand stopped making these things over a decade ago. Okay, so one night
I found myself on eBay trying to fight the creeping sense of dread with temporal things, which I presume is
what drives 90% of eBay's traffic,
and I thought "I wonder if I could buy some New Zealand five-cent coins." Turns out I could! I was able to buy
23 of them, for a total of 22 US dollars.
And then I started thinking if I could get a couple hundred of these New Zealand five-cent pieces
I could give them as gifts to everybody who leaves a gift for us on our tour.
But eBay didn't have nearly enough of them, so I reached out to some Kiwi nerdfighters and lots of people responded,
but in the end the project was spearheaded by a
librarian and teacher named Megan. Megan wrote a letter to her local newspaper asking people if they had any five-cent coins lying around because
there was this American author who could use them. The letter was printed online and then eventually in the newspaper and people
responded to it. Like, a lot of people. Most of the people who sent coins to Megan had no idea who I was, but
they sent them in anyway. They came in three at a time, or a hundred at a time. There were letters about how people's
mothers had collected these coins, or about how they were excited for their coins to go on an adventure.

English: 
I got letters in Maori talking about the importance of tuatara.
And I just want to pause to note the amount of effort involved in this. Like, first people had to read a letter in the
paper, then they had to, like, go find their coins, and then they had to pay at least a dollar in postage to mail
them to Megan, or else go to the trouble of dropping them off at the school where Megan works—all for a stranger in America.
And they did this for no reason except to be kind. They had no idea
I was going through a difficult time in my life,
and they had no way of knowing how much their generosity would mean to me—that I would dissolve into tears of gratitude when
thousands and thousands of tuatara coins arrived in the mail from Megan.
We gave many out on tour,
but I still have some, and I will try to use them well, to give them out over the course of my life to those
who might need a physical
reminder of how kind people can be. And how just as cruelty and mistrust can spread,
so can kindness. To the Kiwis who made this happen, if you're watching, thank you.
I know that you will say it was just a little thing, but little things matter.
Hank, I'll see you tomorrow.

Spanish: 
Hubo cartas en Moarí sobre la importancia de las tuátaras. Y hablemos de todo el esfuerzo puesto en esto.
La gente tuvo que leer la carta en el diario, tuvo que buscar las monedas
y pagar al menos 1 dólar para enviárselas a Megan.
O se tomaron la molestia de ir a la escuela de Megan. Todo por un desconocido en USA.
Lo hicieron sin otra razón más que ser amables. No sabían que yo pasaba por tiempos duros.
No podían saber lo que su generosidad significaría para mí,
de que me disolvería en lágrimas
cuando miles y miles de monedas de tuátaras llegaran de parte de Megan.
Regalamos muchas en la gira, pero tengo varias. Intentaré usarlas bien, las regalaré
a quienes necesiten un recordatorio de lo buena que la gente puede ser.
la crueldad y la desconfianza se esparcen, pero también la gentileza.
A los Kiwis que lo hicieron posible:
Gracias, sé que dirán que fue un pequeño gesto.
Pero esos gestos importan.
Nos vemos, Hank.
