Deep within the enchanting click here rolling hills, dwelt a boy named Shepherd. His existence was essentially untarnished, simple, and honest. His primary duty was mainly to care for his flock of rams.
Their soft bleating and the murmuring of the wind through the solo tree on the mountaintop were his only co-dwellers. Day after day, watching over his wards instilled in him a sense of quiet fulfillment.
But, there were occasional moments of isolation, when the shepherd boy would pine for company. On one such day from sheer tedium, the shepherd boy devised a naughty plan.
Narratives of wild beasts preying on sheep had been heard times and again in the village. So, the boy opted to leveraged this fear and played a prank on the inhabitants.
One morning he dashed into the village shouting “Wolf! A wolf is that has taken my sheep!” The terrified villagers sprinted up the hills to help but saw no wolf.
The boy laughed at the confusion on their faces. This prank continued for a few days more. Yet, one noon, a real wolf actually attack the flock. The shepherd boy dashed for help, shouting “Wolf, Wolf!” But this time, no one showed up.
Frustrated and alone, the boy fought against the wolf but managed to protect only few of his sheep. Devastated, he went back to the village only to receive a reprimand on honesty and the repercussions of crying wolf.
The tale of this shepherd boy has been transmitted generations as a mediaeval parable to teaching the importance of honesty, the consequences of lying and the perils of crying wolf. Moreover, it highlights how trust once lost, is hard to earn back. It's a story as relevant today as it was anciently.