nothing can sometimes be something.

Story ni sweet, and i think it has such an important lesson in it. I love this story. Hope you love it too. :)

His name was Flehming, 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, in black mud, was a terrified boy, screaming and struggling to free himself. Farmer Flehming saved the boy from what could have been a slow and terrifying death.
The next day, a fancy carriage pulled up to the farmer’s house. An elegantly dressed nobleman stepped out and introduced himself as the father of the boy Father Flehming 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 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 take him and give him a good education, If the lad is anything like his father, he’ll grow to a man you can be proud of.”

And that he did. Flehming’s son graduated from St. Mary’s Hospital Medical School in London, and went on to become known throughout the world as the noted Sir Alexander Flehming, the discoverer of Penicillin. Years afterward, the nobleman’s son was stricken with pneumonia. What saved him? Penicillin. The name of the nobleman? Lord Randolph Churchill, His son’s name? Sir Winston Churchill, the prime minister of United Kingdom.
 

So, the moral of the story is :  

Don’t underestimate the vicious effect of kindness. 

Who knows it can produce another great discovery in the medical world.

AN ACT OF KINDNESS CAN BRING HAPPINESS TO COUNTLESS PEOPLE.

* told you its sweet.* lalala :D