Deep within the mesmerizing rolling fields, resided a shepherd boy. His life was unadulterated, and unsophisticated. His main role was to care for his flock of rams.
Their gentle The shepherd boy story baas and the rustling of the breezes across the solo tree on the mountaintop were his only companions. Day in day, looking out for his wards inculcated in him a feeling of calm satisfaction.
However, there were at times moments of isolation, when the shepherd boy would pine for company. On one such day out of sheer monotony, the shepherd boy orchestrated a naughty plan.
Stories of wolves hunting on sheep had long been circulating in the hamlet. So, the boy chose to used this fear and played a joke on the inhabitants.
One afternoon he dashed into the village screaming “Wolf! A wolf is preying on my sheep!” The frightened villagers ran up the hills for rescue but discovered nothing threatening.
The boy laughed at the confusion on their faces. This trick persisted for a few more days. But, one day, a real wolf actually come to prey the grazing sheep. The shepherd boy raced for help, shouting “Wolf, Wolf!” But this time, no one responded.
Frustrated and alone, the boy fought against the wolf but could protect only few of his flock. Devastated, he went back to the village only to be met with a lesson 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 value of honesty, the implications of dishonesty and the risks of crying wolf. Moreover, it stresses how trust once broken, is tough to reclaim. It's a story as pertinent today as it was then.