At the center of the captivating rolling fields, resided a young shepherd. His being was mostly untarnished, and unsophisticated. His only responsibility was mainly to look after his herd of rams.
Their gentle baas and the whispering of the wind through the solo tree on the peak were his constant co-dwellers. Day after day, looking out for his responsibilities imbued in him a notion of quiet fulfillment.
Yet, there were occasional moments of solitude, when the shepherd boy would yearn for companionship. On one such day out of sheer tedium, the shepherd boy orchestrated a troublesome plan.
Tales of predators prowling on sheep had long been circulating in the town. So, the boy opted to leveraged this fear and played a trick on the inhabitants.
One morning he ran into the village screaming “Wolf! There is a wolf that has taken my sheep!” The frightened villagers rushed up the hills for rescue but discovered no beast.
The boy chuckled at the puzzle on their faces. This game continued for a few days more. However, one day, a real wolf actually come to prey the flock. The shepherd boy dashed for help, shouting “Wolf, Wolf!” But this time, no one responded.
Frustrated and alone, the boy struggled against the wolf but managed to rescue only few of his sheep. Devastated, he went back to the town only to be met with a scolding on honesty and the consequences of dishonesty.
The story of this shepherd boy has been click here passed down generations as a mediaeval parable for teaching the significance of honesty, the implications of dishonesty and the dangers of false alarms. Moreover, it emphasizes how trust once violated, is difficult to regain. It's a story as relevant today as it was then.