Deep within the enchanting rolling fields, dwelt a young shepherd. His being was mostly unadulterated, and unsophisticated. His primary duty was essentially to care for his flock of rams.
Their low murmuring and the rustling of the breezes across the lone tree on the mountaintop were his constant associates. Day in day, looking out for his charges instilled in him a notion of tranquil contentment.
However, there were the occasional moments of isolation, when the shepherd boy would yearn for companionship. During one such occasion out of sheer tedium, the shepherd boy conceived a troublesome plan.
Stories of wild beasts preying on sheep had been around for a while in the village. So, the boy opted to used this fear and played a prank on the townsfolk.
One afternoon he raced into the village yelling “Wolf! A wolf is preying on my sheep!” The frightened villagers rushed up the hills to offer assistance but discovered no wolf.
The boy giggled at the dilemma on their faces. This trick laughed for a few more days. However, one day, a real wolf actually come to prey the grazing sheep. The shepherd boy raced for aid shouting “Wolf, Wolf!” But this time, no one responded.
Frustrated and alone, the boy battled click here against the wolf but could rescue only few of his sheep. Heartbroken, he went back to the town only to be met with a reprimand on honesty and the consequences of crying wolf.
The story 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 perils of crying wolf. Moreover, it highlights how trust once broken, is difficult to reclaim. It's a story as appropriate today as it was anciently.