adgray

Frankston, Australia

adgray is a writer and a poet / - telling stories all her life / - writing them down once she learnt how / Scribbling! Always...

♣ A tale of Irish Luck for you !☺♣

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His name was Fleming, and he was a poor Scottish farmer. [Yes Scottish] 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.

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Someone once said: What goes around comes around
So -
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
(Write like nobody’s reading
Create art like nobody’s looking
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Live like it’s Heaven on Earth

It’s National Friendship Week. [It’s not I don’t think … I’m not sure … I guess somewhere it might be … but then with all these circulating e-chain-mails it can only be a good thing that the recognised weeks are elongated, passed around and noted all year long! :O)] So send this to everyone you consider A FRIEND. If you pass this on, you will brighten someone’s day.

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AN IRISH FRIENDSHIP WISH:
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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!

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