At the center of the enchanting rolling meadows, resided a boy named Shepherd. His existence was essentially unadulterated, and unsophisticated. His main role was essentially to look after his flock of sheep.
Their gentle baas and the whispering of the wind across the solo tree on the peak were his main companions. Day after day, watching over his charges imbued in him a notion of tranquil contentment.
But, there were at times moments of solitude, when the shepherd boy would yearn for company. In one such instance because of sheer tedium, the shepherd boy conceived a naughty plan.
Narratives of wild beasts preying on sheep had long been circulating in the village. So, the boy chose to exploit this fear and played a joke on the villagers.
One afternoon he raced into the village screaming “Wolf! A wolf is preying on my sheep!” The scared villagers sprinted up the hills to offer assistance but found nothing threatening.
The boy laughed at the dilemma on their faces. This trick persisted for a few days more. But, one noon, a real wolf actually charge at the grazing sheep. The shepherd boy ran for aid screaming “Wolf, Wolf!” But this time, no one came.
Frustrated and alone, the boy struggled against the wolf but could rescue only few of his sheep. Devastated, he returned to the village only to be met with a reprimand on honesty and the results of dishonesty.
His tale of this shepherd boy has The shepherd boy story been handed down generations as a mediaeval parable to teaching the significance of honesty, the consequences of lying and the dangers of crying wolf. Moreover, it emphasizes how trust once violated, is hard to earn back. It's a story as appropriate today as it was in the past.