Deep within the enchanting rolling fields, lived a boy named Shepherd. His being was essentially unadulterated, and unsophisticated. His only responsibility was to care for his flock of ewes.
Their low murmuring and the murmuring of the wind across the lone tree on the peak were his constant co-dwellers. Day after day, watching over his responsibilities imbued in him a notion of quiet fulfillment.
But, there were occasional moments of isolation, when the shepherd boy would long for companionship. On one such day from sheer boredom, the shepherd boy devised a naughty plan.
Narratives of get more info wild beasts prowling on sheep had long been circulating in the town. So, the boy opted to leveraged this fear and played a trick on the townsfolk.
One morning he ran into the village shouting “Wolf! A wolf is attacking my sheep!” The terrified villagers rushed up the hills for rescue but found nothing threatening.
The boy laughed at the puzzle on their faces. This trick laughed for a few more days. However, one noon, a real wolf did attack the grazing sheep. The shepherd boy ran for aid shouting “Wolf, Wolf!” But this time, no one showed up.
Frustrated and alone, the boy fought against the wolf but could rescue only few of his sheep. Heartbroken, he went back to the village only to receive a lesson on honesty and the results of dishonesty.
His tale of this shepherd boy has been transmitted generations as a mediaeval parable to teaching the value of honesty, the consequences of lying and the dangers of false alarms. Moreover, it stresses how trust once lost, is difficult to earn back. It's a story as relevant today as it was in the past.