<span style=&#39;color:red&#39;><span style=&#39;color:red&#39;>Forget all have written below as it is proving that there are not many people on this site that are capable of showing niceness to others so I have changed the topic to.

CYNICS THREAD

As there only seems to be people on this site that enjoy tearing down other peoples good thoughts or making fun of it for their own warped sence

So Cynics, you win have fun.</span id=&#39;red&#39;>

PS John should you wish to delete this thread go ahead it won&#39;t make much differance</span id=&#39;red&#39;>

I first printed the following story to pass on a feel-good story that was sent to me some years ago.

I put it under the heading

WHAT GOES AROUND COMES AROUND

But it was shot down as being false so I have changed the heading of the thread to THE FEEL GOOD STORIES THREAD

True or not lets all feel good for a while and not have our feel good factor shattered by party poopers

So to you who know different as to these stories being true or not

KEEP IT TO YOURSELF PLEASE



<span style=&#39;font-family:Tahoma&#39;><span style=&#39;color:blue&#39;>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 terrifying death.

The next day, a fancy carriage pulled up to the Scotsman&#39;s sparse surroundings. An elegantly dressed nobleman stepped out and introduced himself as the father of the boy Farmer Fleming had saved.

&#39;I want to repay you,&#39; said the nobleman. &#39;You saved my son&#39;s life.&#39;

&#39;No, I can&#39;t accept payment for what I did,&#39; the Scottish farmer replied waving off the offer. At that moment, the farmer&#39;s own son came to the door of the family hovel.

&#39;Is that your son?&#39; the nobleman asked.

&#39;Yes,&#39; the farmer replied proudly.

&#39;I&#39;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&#39;ll no doubt grow to be a man we both will be proud of.&#39; And that he did.

Farmer Fleming&#39;s son attended the very best schools and in time, graduated from St. Mary&#39;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&#39;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&#39;s name? Sir Winston Churchill.
Someone once said: What goes around comes around. </span id=&#39;blue&#39;> </span id=&#39;Tahoma&#39;>