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 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. > > 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. > > It's National Friendship Week. Send this to everyone you > consider a FRIEND. Pass this on, and brighten someone's day. Nothing will > happen if you do not decide to pass it along. The only thing that will > happen if you DO pass it on, is that someone might smile because of you. > > Happy friendship week everyone!
