In the heart of the enchanting rolling fields, resided a boy named Shepherd. His existence was pure, simple, and honest. His main role was essentially to tend to his flock of ewes.
Their gentle baas and the murmuring of the gales across the single tree on the hilltop were his main co-dwellers. Day after day, looking out for his responsibilities inculcated in him a notion of tranquil contentment.
Yet, there were the occasional moments of loneliness, when the shepherd boy would yearn for companionship. During one such occasion from sheer boredom, the shepherd boy devised a troublesome plan.
Stories of wild beasts preying on sheep had been around for a while in the village. So, the boy opted to exploit this fear and played a prank on the townsfolk.
One day he ran into the village screaming “Wolf! A wolf is preying on my sheep!” The scared villagers ran up the hills for rescue but saw website no beast.
The boy laughed at the puzzle on their faces. This prank persisted for a few more days. But, one morning, a real wolf actually charge at the grazing sheep. 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 rescue only few of his sheep. Heartbroken, he returned to the town only to be met with a lesson on honesty and the results of dishonesty.
His tale of this shepherd boy has been transmitted generations as a mediaeval parable to teaching the importance of honesty, the implications of dishonesty and the dangers of false alarms. Moreover, it emphasizes how trust once broken, is tough to regain. It's a story as appropriate today as it was anciently.