Deep within the mesmerizing rolling meadows, dwelt a boy named Shepherd. His life was essentially unadulterated, simple yet virtuous. His primary duty was mainly to care for his herd of sheep.
Their gentle baas and the murmuring of the gales among the single tree on the mountaintop were his only companions. Day upon day, looking out for his charges inculcated in him a notion of calm satisfaction.
However, there were the occasional moments of loneliness, when the shepherd boy would pine for company. On one such day from sheer monotony, the shepherd boy conceived a troublesome plan.
Stories of wild beasts preying on sheep had long been circulating in the village. So, the boy opted to leveraged this fear and played a prank on the townsfolk.
One day he ran into the village yelling “Wolf! A wolf is preying on my sheep!” The scared villagers sprinted up the hills to help but discovered no wolf.
The boy chuckled at the dilemma on their faces. This trick continued for a get more info couple of more days. However, one day, a real wolf actually come to prey the herd. The shepherd boy dashed for help, shouting “Wolf, Wolf!” But this time, no one responded.
Frustrated and alone, the boy fought against the wolf but could rescue only few of his flock. Devastated, he returned to the village only to be met with a scolding on honesty and the results of dishonesty.
The tale of this shepherd boy has been transmitted 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 broken, is tough to regain. It's a story as appropriate today as it was in the past.