At the center of the enchanting rolling fields, dwelt a young shepherd. His life was untarnished, simple yet virtuous. His primary duty was to tend to his flock of rams.
Their low murmuring and the murmuring of the breezes through the solo tree on the mountaintop were his main co-dwellers. Day after day, looking website out for his charges inculcated in him a notion of quiet fulfillment.
But, there were at times moments of solitude, when the shepherd boy would yearn for fellowship. During one such occasion because of sheer boredom, the shepherd boy orchestrated a mischievous plot.
Tales of predators preying on sheep had long been circulating in the town. So, the boy opted to used this fear and played a trick on the villagers.
One day he raced into the village yelling “Wolf! A wolf is preying on my sheep!” The frightened villagers sprinted up the hills for rescue but discovered no wolf.
The boy chuckled at the puzzle on their faces. This trick laughed for a few more days. But, one morning, a real wolf actually charge at the flock. The shepherd boy ran for aid screaming “Wolf, Wolf!” But this time, no one came.
Frustrated and alone, the boy battled against the wolf but managed to rescue only few of his flock. Devastated, he went back to the town only to be met with a scolding on honesty and the consequences of crying wolf.
The tale of this shepherd boy has been passed down generations as a mediaeval parable to teaching the significance of honesty, the consequences of lying and the perils of crying wolf. Moreover, it emphasizes how trust once violated, is difficult to regain. It's a story as relevant today as it was then.