बुधवार, २४ फेब्रुवारी, २०१०


“This is a story of a poor Scottish farmer whose name was Fleming. One day,
while trying to make a living for his family, he heard a cry for help coming from a
nearby dog. He dropped his tools and ran to the dog. There, mired to his waist in
black muck, was a terrified boy, screaming and struggling to free himself. Farmer
Fleming saved the boy 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. " Yes," the
farmer replied proudly. "I'll make you a deal. Let me take your son and give him a
good education. If he's anything like his father, he'll grow to a man you can be proud
of you." 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 through-out 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. This is not the end. The nobleman's son also made a great contribution to
society. For the nobleman was non other than Lord Randolph Churchill. and his son's
name was Winston Churchill. Let us use all our talent, competence and energy for
creating peace and happiness for the nation.”

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