In the heart of the captivating rolling fields, lived a shepherd boy. His existence was essentially pure, and unsophisticated. His only responsibility was to look after his herd of rams.
Their low murmuring and the rustling of the breezes among the solo tree on the peak were his only companions. Day in day, guarding his wards inculcated in him a sense of calm satisfaction.
However, there were occasional moments of loneliness, when the shepherd boy would pine for fellowship. In one such instance because of sheer tedium, the shepherd boy orchestrated a naughty scheme.
Tales of wild beasts prowling The shepherd boy story on sheep had been around for a while in the village. So, the boy chose to leveraged this fear and played a joke on the inhabitants.
One morning he dashed into the village screaming “Wolf! There is a wolf preying on my sheep!” The terrified villagers sprinted up the hills to help but found no wolf.
The boy giggled at the confusion on their faces. This trick continued for a couple of more days. But, one noon, a real wolf actually come to prey the herd. The shepherd boy raced for help, screaming “Wolf, Wolf!” But this time, no one showed up.
Frustrated and alone, the boy fought against the wolf but could protect only few of his sheep. Devastated, he returned to the town only to receive a reprimand on honesty and the results of dishonesty.
The tale of this shepherd boy has been passed down generations as a mediaeval parable to teaching the importance of honesty, the consequences of lying and the dangers of crying wolf. Moreover, it emphasizes how trust once violated, is hard to reclaim. It's a story as appropriate today as it was in the past.