Deep within the captivating rolling meadows, lived a boy named Shepherd. His life was essentially untarnished, and unsophisticated. His primary duty was to care for his herd of sheep.
Their low murmuring and the murmuring of the gales among the lone tree on the peak were his main companions. Day upon day, watching over his responsibilities imbued in him a notion of quiet fulfillment.
Yet, there were occasional moments of solitude, when the shepherd boy would long for fellowship. In one such instance out of sheer boredom, the shepherd boy orchestrated a naughty plan.
Stories of wolves prowling on sheep had been around for a while in the village. So, the boy opted to used this fear and played a trick on the villagers.
One morning he ran into the village screaming “Wolf! There is a wolf preying on my sheep!” The scared villagers sprinted up the hills for rescue but found nothing threatening.
The boy giggled at the puzzle on their faces. This trick laughed for a couple of more days. However, one day, a real wolf did attack the grazing sheep. The shepherd boy raced for aid screaming “Wolf, Wolf!” But this time, no one showed up.
Frustrated and alone, the boy struggled against the wolf but managed to rescue only few of his flock. Heartbroken, he went back to the town only to receive a lesson on honesty and the repercussions of crying wolf.
The story of this check here shepherd boy has been transmitted generations as a mediaeval parable to teaching the value of honesty, the consequences of lying and the risks of crying wolf. Moreover, it stresses how trust once lost, is difficult to reclaim. It's a story as pertinent today as it was anciently.