At the center of the enchanting rolling fields, resided a young shepherd. His life was mostly pure, and unsophisticated. His primary duty was essentially to look after his herd of ewes.
Their gentle baas and the murmuring of the wind among the lone tree on the peak were his main companions. Day upon day, watching over his responsibilities imbued in him a notion of calm satisfaction.
But, there were at times moments of solitude, when the shepherd boy would pine for fellowship. During check here one such occasion from sheer boredom, the shepherd boy devised a naughty plot.
Tales of predators preying on sheep had long been circulating in the hamlet. So, the boy chose to exploit this fear and played a prank on the villagers.
One afternoon he dashed into the village shouting “Wolf! There is a wolf attacking my sheep!” The scared villagers sprinted up the hills to offer assistance but found no beast.
The boy giggled at the dilemma on their faces. This trick persisted for a few days more. Yet, one noon, a real wolf did charge at the flock. The shepherd boy ran for aid shouting “Wolf, Wolf!” But this time, no one showed up.
Frustrated and alone, the boy fought against the wolf but could rescue only few of his sheep. Heartbroken, he went back to the town only to receive a lesson on honesty and the consequences of dishonesty.
The tale of this shepherd boy has been transmitted generations as a mediaeval parable for teaching the importance of honesty, the consequences of lying and the perils of false alarms. Moreover, it highlights how trust once violated, is tough to earn back. It's a story as pertinent today as it was anciently.