Deep within the enchanting rolling hills, resided a young shepherd. His life was essentially untarnished, and unsophisticated. His primary duty was mainly to care for his flock of rams.
Their low murmuring and the rustling of the breezes across the solo tree on the peak were his constant co-dwellers. Day in day, looking out for his responsibilities instilled in him a feeling of tranquil contentment.
Yet, there were occasional moments of isolation, when the shepherd boy would pine for companionship. During one such occasion out of sheer monotony, the shepherd boy orchestrated a troublesome plan.
Stories of wild beasts hunting on sheep had been around for a while in the town. So, the boy chose to used this fear and get more info played a trick on the townsfolk.
One afternoon he raced into the village shouting “Wolf! There is a wolf attacking my sheep!” The terrified villagers ran up the hills to help but found no wolf.
The boy giggled at the puzzle on their faces. This trick continued for a couple of more days. But, one day, a real wolf did come to prey the grazing sheep. The shepherd boy dashed 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 flock. Heartbroken, he went back to the village only to receive a scolding on honesty and the consequences of dishonesty.
The story of this shepherd boy has been passed down generations as a mediaeval parable to teaching the value of honesty, the consequences of lying and the perils of false alarms. Moreover, it emphasizes how trust once broken, is difficult to regain. It's a story as appropriate today as it was in the past.