Deep within the captivating rolling meadows, resided a boy named Shepherd. His life was essentially pure, and unsophisticated. His only responsibility was mainly to look after his flock of sheep.
Their low murmuring and the whispering of the wind among the solo tree on the hilltop were his constant companions. Day upon day, watching over his responsibilities inculcated in him a sense of quiet fulfillment.
But, there were occasional moments of loneliness, when the shepherd boy would pine for companionship. During one such occasion from sheer tedium, the shepherd boy conceived a troublesome scheme.
Stories of predators prowling on sheep had been heard times and again in the hamlet. So, more info the boy chose to used this fear and played a trick on the townsfolk.
One morning he dashed into the village yelling “Wolf! There is a wolf that has taken my sheep!” The terrified villagers sprinted up the hills to help but found no beast.
The boy laughed at the confusion on their faces. This game continued for a few more days. However, one day, a real wolf actually attack the flock. The shepherd boy dashed for help, shouting “Wolf, Wolf!” But this time, no one showed up.
Frustrated and alone, the boy struggled against the wolf but managed to protect only few of his flock. Devastated, he went back to the town only to receive a scolding on honesty and the consequences of crying wolf.
His tale of this shepherd boy has been handed down generations as a mediaeval parable to teaching the significance of honesty, the implications of dishonesty and the dangers of crying wolf. 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.