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Location:  liverpool 
Registered: March 2004
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		What goes around comes around.
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		Wed, 18 May 2005 05:03 
		 
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	this was sent 2 me from my sister in-law. 
i think its a good story but if its old go a head and flame me   
   
 
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 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.  
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
	
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