At the center of the captivating rolling fields, resided a young shepherd. His life was pure, simple, and honest. His only responsibility was to care for his herd of rams.
Their gentle baas and the rustling of the breezes across the single tree on the hilltop were his main associates. Day in day, watching over his responsibilities inculcated in him a feeling of tranquil contentment.
Yet, there were at times moments of isolation, when the shepherd boy would pine for fellowship. In one such instance out of sheer tedium, the shepherd boy conceived a mischievous plan.
Narratives of wild beasts preying on sheep had long been circulating in the town. So, the boy opted to used this fear and played a joke on the townsfolk.
One afternoon he raced into the village shouting “Wolf! A wolf is that has taken my sheep!” The frightened villagers sprinted up the hills to help but saw no beast.
The boy chuckled at the dilemma on their faces. This trick continued for a few more days. But, one morning, a real wolf actually attack the herd. The shepherd boy raced for aid shouting “Wolf, Wolf!” But this time, no one responded.
Frustrated and alone, the boy battled against the wolf but could protect only few of his flock. Heartbroken, he went back to the town only to receive a reprimand on honesty and the repercussions of crying wolf.
His tale of this website shepherd boy has been passed down generations as a mediaeval parable for teaching the significance of honesty, the consequences of lying and the risks of crying wolf. Moreover, it emphasizes how trust once lost, is tough to reclaim. It's a story as pertinent today as it was then.