Fred was having trouble in school.
His teacher was always yelling at him,
You're driving me crazy, Fred, cant
you learn anything?
One day Fred's mother came to school to check on how he was doing. ...
The teacher told her honestly, that her son was simply a disaster, getting
very low marks, and that she had never
seen such a stupid boy in her entire
teaching career.
The mom was so shocked at the
feedback that she withdrew her son
from school and moved out of Brisbane, relocating to Townsville.
Twenty-five years later, the teacher
was diagnosed with an almost incurable
cardiac disease.
All the doctors strongly advised her to have open heart surgery, which only one surgeon at the Townsville Hospital could perform.
Left with no other options, the teacher decided to have the
operation, which was remarkably successful.
When she opened her eyes after the
surgery she saw a handsome young doctor smiling down at her.
She wanted to thank him, but could not talk.
Her face started to turn blue, she raised
her hand, trying to tell him something but quickly died.
The doctor was shocked, wondering what went wrong so suddenly.
Then he turned around and saw our friend Fred, a janitor in the hospital, who had unplugged the life-support equipment in order to connect his vacuum cleaner.
If you thought Fred had become a heart
surgeon, there is a high likelihood that you believe the moon is made of cheese.