What goes around comes around

His name was Fleming and he was a poor Welsh farmer. One day, while he was trying to earn a living for his family, he heard a cry for help coming from a nearby swamp. He dropped his tools and ran to the swamp. There he found, up to his waist in damp black compost, a terrified young boy, screaming and trying to break free. Farmer Fleming saved the boy from what would have been a slow and painful death. On the following day, an elegant carriage arrived at his farm.

An elegantly dressed nobleman got down and presented himself as the father of the boy Fleming saved the day before. “I want to compensate you,” said the nobleman, “you saved my son’s life.” “No, I can’t accept payment for what I did.” the Welsh farmer answered. At that moment the farmer’s son came to the door of the cabin. “Is that your son?” the nobleman asked. “Yes”, the farmer answered with pride. ” Then let’s make a deal. Allow me to give to your son the same level of education that my son will enjoy. If the boy is anything like his father, I have no doubt that he will grow up to be man that we will all be proud of.” the Nobleman said. And the farmer accepted.

Farmer Fleming’s son attended the best school of the time, graduating from St. Mary’s Medical School in London , and later became known to the world as the renowned Dr. Alexander Fleming, the inventor of penicillin.

Many years later, the boy he had saved from the swamp became sick with pneumonia. What saved his life this time? The penicillin.

And the name of the nobleman? Sir Randolph Churchill. The name of his son? Sir Winston Churchill, British Prime Minister during the Second World War.

Someone once said: What goes around comes around. Work as if you don’t need the money. Love as if you’ll never be hurt. Dance as if no one were looking . Sing as if no one were listening. Live as if Heaven resided on Earth.

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