AN INTERESTING STORY
His name was Fleming, and he was a
poor Scottish farmer. One day, while trying to make a living for his family, he
heard a cry for help coming from a nearby bog. He dropped
his tools and ran to the bog.
There, mired to his
waist in black muck, was a terrified boy, screaming and struggling to free
himself. Farmer Fleming saved the lad from what could have been a slow and
terrifying death.
The next day, a
fancy carriage pulled up to the Scotsman's sparse surroundings.
An elegantly dressed nobleman stepped out and introduced himself
as the father of the boy Farmer Fleming had saved.
"I want to
repay you," said the nobleman. "You saved my son's life."
"No, I can't
accept payment for what I did," the Scottish farmer replied,
waving off the offer.
At that moment, the
farmer's own son came to the door of the family hovel.
"Is that your
son?" the nobleman asked.
"Yes," the
farmer replied proudly.
"I'll make you
a deal. Let me take him and give him a good education. If
the lad is anything like his father, he'll grow to be a man
you can be proud of." And that he did.
In time, Farmer
Fleming's son graduated from St. Mary's Hospital Medical
School in London, and went on to become known throughout the world
as the noted Sir Alexander Fleming, the discoverer of Penicillin.
Years afterward the
nobleman's son was stricken with pneumonia.
What saved him?
Penicillin.
The name of the
nobleman? Lord Randolph Churchill.
His son's name? Sir
Winston Churchill.
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Someone once said: What goes around comes around. Work like you don't
need the money. Love like you've never been hurt. Dance like nobody's
watching.
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