In the heart of the enchanting rolling meadows, resided a boy named Shepherd. His life was mostly untarnished, and unsophisticated. His main role was to care for his herd of sheep.
Their low murmuring and the rustling of the wind among the solo tree on the hilltop were his main companions. Day in day, looking out for his wards inculcated in him a notion of calm satisfaction.
Yet, there were the occasional moments of solitude, when the shepherd boy would long for companionship. During one such occasion out of sheer boredom, the shepherd boy devised a naughty scheme.
Stories of predators preying on sheep had been heard times and again in the town. So, the boy chose to exploit this fear and played a prank on the townsfolk.
One afternoon he dashed into the village screaming “Wolf! There is a wolf attacking my sheep!” The scared villagers ran up the hills to help but found nothing threatening.
The boy laughed at the dilemma on their faces. This prank persisted for a couple of more days. However, one day, a real wolf did come to prey the herd. The shepherd boy raced for aid screaming “Wolf, Wolf!” But this time, no one came.
Frustrated and alone, the boy fought against the wolf but managed to protect only few of his sheep. Devastated, he returned to the village only to receive a reprimand on honesty and the repercussions of false alarms.
His tale of this shepherd boy has been passed down generations as a mediaeval parable for teaching the value of honesty, the implications of dishonesty and the dangers of false alarms. Moreover, it stresses how trust get more info once violated, is difficult to regain. It's a story as pertinent today as it was in the past.