In the heart of the enchanting rolling meadows, resided a young shepherd. His life was essentially check here pure, and unsophisticated. His only responsibility was mainly to look after his flock of ewes.
Their low murmuring and the rustling of the breezes through the solo tree on the peak were his constant companions. Day in day, watching over his charges imbued in him a sense of tranquil contentment.
But, there were occasional moments of loneliness, when the shepherd boy would yearn for fellowship. On one such day from sheer boredom, the shepherd boy orchestrated a naughty plan.
Stories of predators preying on sheep had been heard times and again in the town. So, the boy chose to exploit this fear and played a joke on the townsfolk.
One afternoon he ran into the village shouting “Wolf! A wolf is attacking my sheep!” The terrified villagers ran up the hills for rescue but found no wolf.
The boy giggled at the dilemma on their faces. This game laughed for a few days more. But, one day, a real wolf actually come to prey the grazing sheep. The shepherd boy ran for aid screaming “Wolf, Wolf!” But this time, no one showed up.
Frustrated and alone, the boy struggled against the wolf but managed to rescue only few of his flock. Heartbroken, he went back to the village 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 for teaching the importance of honesty, the consequences of lying and the perils of crying wolf. Moreover, it stresses how trust once violated, is difficult to regain. It's a story as appropriate today as it was then.