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 toolsand 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 provide him with the level of
education my own son will enjoy If the lad is anything like his father,
he'll no doubt grow to be a man we both will be proud of.' And that he
did.
Farmer Fleming's son attended the very best schools and in
time, 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 same nobleman's son who was saved from the bog was stricken with pneumonia.
What saved his life this time? Penicillin.
The name of the nobleman? Lord Randolph Churchill .. His son's name?
Sir Winston Churchill.
Someone once said: What goes around comes around. If you
are passionate about helping others get what they need, you will
abundantly get what you want.
Work like you don't need the money.
Love like you've never been hurt.
Dance like nobody's watching.
Sing like nobody's listening.
Live like it's Heaven on Earth and right beside you is God in person....
#GetInspired
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