At the center of the enchanting rolling meadows, resided a shepherd boy. His life was mostly untarnished, simple yet virtuous. His only responsibility was mainly to look after his herd of ewes.
Their gentle baas and the murmuring of the breezes through the solo tree on the peak were his only companions. Day upon day, watching over his wards instilled in him a feeling of calm satisfaction.
Yet, there were occasional moments of loneliness, when the shepherd boy would pine for companionship. In one such instance from sheer boredom, the shepherd boy website devised a naughty scheme.
Stories of wolves hunting on sheep had long been circulating in the hamlet. So, the boy opted to leveraged this fear and played a joke on the townsfolk.
One morning he raced into the village yelling “Wolf! There is a wolf that has taken my sheep!” The frightened villagers sprinted up the hills to help but saw no wolf.
The boy chuckled at the dilemma on their faces. This game laughed for a few days more. Yet, one noon, a real wolf did charge at the grazing sheep. The shepherd boy ran for help, shouting “Wolf, Wolf!” But this time, no one came.
Frustrated and alone, the boy battled against the wolf but could protect only few of his flock. Devastated, he returned to the town only to receive a lesson on honesty and the consequences of false alarms.
The story 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 lost, is tough to reclaim. It's a story as relevant today as it was in the past.