In the heart of the enchanting rolling hills, dwelt a boy named Shepherd. His life was untarnished, simple yet virtuous. His only responsibility was to look after his herd of sheep.
Their soft bleating and the rustling of the gales among the lone tree on the peak were his only co-dwellers. Day in day, looking out for his responsibilities imbued in him a sense of tranquil contentment.
Yet, there were the occasional moments of loneliness, when the shepherd boy would yearn for fellowship. During one such occasion from sheer boredom, the shepherd boy devised a naughty plan.
Stories of wolves preying on sheep had been around for a while in the village. So, the boy chose to used this fear and played a prank on the inhabitants.
One day he dashed into the village yelling “Wolf! A wolf is that has taken my sheep!” The frightened villagers rushed up the hills to help but found no beast.
The boy giggled at the confusion on their faces. This trick continued for a few more days. But, one morning, a real wolf did charge at the herd. The shepherd boy dashed check here for aid 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. Heartbroken, he went back to the village only to be met with a lesson on honesty and the repercussions of dishonesty.
The story of this shepherd boy has been transmitted generations as a mediaeval parable for teaching the value of honesty, the consequences of lying and the risks of false alarms. Moreover, it stresses how trust once lost, is hard to regain. It's a story as pertinent today as it was then.