In the heart of the captivating rolling fields, resided a shepherd boy. His being was mostly pure, simple yet virtuous. His main role was mainly to tend to his herd of ewes.
Their gentle baas and the whispering of the breezes across the single tree on the peak were his only companions. Day in day, guarding his responsibilities inculcated in him a feeling of quiet fulfillment.
But, there were at times moments of loneliness, when the shepherd boy would long for company. During one such occasion from sheer tedium, the shepherd boy more info devised a naughty scheme.
Tales of wolves preying on sheep had been heard times and again in the town. So, the boy opted to used this fear and played a prank on the townsfolk.
One day he ran into the village shouting “Wolf! There is a wolf attacking my sheep!” The frightened villagers rushed up the hills to help but found no wolf.
The boy laughed at the puzzle on their faces. This prank laughed for a few more days. However, one noon, a real wolf actually come to prey the grazing sheep. The shepherd boy raced for help, shouting “Wolf, Wolf!” But this time, no one responded.
Frustrated and alone, the boy struggled against the wolf but managed to rescue only few of his sheep. Heartbroken, he returned to the village only to be met with a reprimand on honesty and the consequences of false alarms.
His tale of this shepherd boy has been handed down generations as a mediaeval parable to teaching the value of honesty, the consequences of lying and the dangers of crying wolf. Moreover, it emphasizes how trust once lost, is hard to reclaim. It's a story as pertinent today as it was then.