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TEAM BRAZEN SYNC
September 27, 2008 at 9:48 pm
Here’s a famous story of synchronicity:-
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 terrible death.
The next day, a fancy carriage drove 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.
At that moment the farmer’s own son came to the door of the family farm.
“Is that your son?” the nobleman asked.
“Yes” replied the farmer proudly.
“I’ll make you a deal. Let me provide him with level of education my son will enjoy. If the lad is anything like his father, he’ll grow to be a man we both will be proud of.”
And he did.
Farmer Fleming’s son attended the very best schools and graduated from Medical school in London. He became known throughout the world as Sir Alexander Fleming, the discoverer of penicillin.
Years later, the same nobleman’s son 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.
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