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.
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.
