In the heart of the enchanting rolling meadows, dwelt a boy named Shepherd. His life was pure, simple yet virtuous. His main role was mainly to tend to his flock of rams.
Their low murmuring and the rustling of the breezes through the lone tree on the mountaintop were his main associates. Day after day, looking out for his wards instilled in him a notion of tranquil contentment.
But, there were at times moments of loneliness, when the shepherd boy would pine for fellowship. During one such occasion out of sheer boredom, the shepherd boy devised a naughty scheme.
Stories of wolves hunting on sheep had long been circulating in the town. So, the boy chose to used this fear and played a joke on the villagers.
One day he raced into the village shouting “Wolf! A wolf is preying on my sheep!” The scared villagers rushed up the hills for rescue but discovered nothing threatening.
The boy giggled at the confusion on their faces. This prank persisted for a few days website more. However, one morning, a real wolf did attack the herd. The shepherd boy ran for help, screaming “Wolf, Wolf!” But this time, no one showed up.
Frustrated and alone, the boy battled against the wolf but managed to protect only few of his sheep. Devastated, he returned to the town only to be met with a reprimand on honesty and the results of false alarms.
The story of this shepherd boy has been handed down generations as a mediaeval parable to teaching the importance of honesty, the consequences of lying and the risks of crying wolf. Moreover, it highlights how trust once lost, is difficult to regain. It's a story as pertinent today as it was in the past.