What goes around comes
around
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
Flaming 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. “Is that your
son?” the nobleman asked. “Yes,” the farmer replied.
I
will 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 will 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 school and in time,
graduated from St, Mary’s 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.
Subhash, what a beautiful story, I did not know anything about that. I just called my husband into my workroom to read it. I have always thought this way, that if you can help others it comes back to you, but not always in the way you might expect or want it to. We don't even know what tomorrow might brings, but everyday in our lives is written in His book before even one of them was formed. Thank you for sharing this lovely story.
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