Deep within the captivating rolling hills, dwelt a young shepherd. His existence was essentially pure, and unsophisticated. His main role was mainly to look after his herd of sheep.
Their soft bleating and the murmuring of the wind across the single tree on the hilltop were his main companions. Day after day, watching over his charges instilled in him a sense of tranquil contentment.
But, there were at times moments of solitude, when the shepherd boy would long for companionship. more info During one such occasion from sheer boredom, the shepherd boy conceived a mischievous plan.
Stories of wild beasts prowling on sheep had been heard times and again in the town. So, the boy chose to leveraged this fear and played a trick on the villagers.
One afternoon he raced into the village shouting “Wolf! A wolf is that has taken my sheep!” The scared villagers ran up the hills for rescue but discovered nothing threatening.
The boy laughed at the dilemma on their faces. This prank persisted for a few days more. Yet, one morning, a real wolf did come to prey the flock. The shepherd boy dashed for help, shouting “Wolf, Wolf!” But this time, no one came.
Frustrated and alone, the boy struggled against the wolf but managed to rescue only few of his sheep. Heartbroken, he went back to the village only to receive a scolding on honesty and the results of false alarms.
The tale of this shepherd boy has been passed down generations as a mediaeval parable to teaching the significance of honesty, the implications of dishonesty and the risks of false alarms. Moreover, it highlights how trust once broken, is hard to regain. It's a story as appropriate today as it was then.