Wednesday, December 16, 2009

Irish Luck


Irish Luck

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.


AN IRISH FRIENDSHIP WISH:

May there always be work for your hands to do;

May your purse always hold a coin or two;

May the sun always shine on your windowpane;

May a rainbow be certain to follow each rain;

May the hand of a friend always be near you;

May God fill your heart with gladness to cheer you.
and may you be in heaven a half hour before the devil knows
you're dead.


my buddy Beth found this story not to be true, you can read about it here:
http://www.snopes.com/glurge/fleming.asp
even if it is fiction it is still a nice story!

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Yeah ....i do agree with you . " What goes around comes around " . I really like this post . The story is nice