The Tale of the Shepherd Boy

The Tale of the Shepherd Boy

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In the heart of the mesmerizing rolling fields, resided a shepherd boy. His being was mostly unadulterated, simple yet virtuous. His only responsibility was to tend to his herd of rams.

Their soft bleating and the rustling of the gales across the lone tree on the peak were his main companions. Day after day, watching over his wards inculcated in him a notion of quiet fulfillment.

Yet, there were occasional moments of loneliness, when the shepherd boy would yearn for companionship. On one such day because of sheer boredom, the shepherd boy devised a mischievous plot.

Tales of predators preying on sheep had long been circulating in the village. So, the boy decided to exploit this fear and played a prank on the villagers.

One afternoon he dashed into the village yelling “Wolf! There is a wolf attacking my sheep!” The terrified villagers ran up the hills to offer assistance but discovered nothing threatening.

The boy chuckled at the confusion on their faces. This game laughed for a couple of more days. Yet, one morning, a real wolf actually attack the flock. The shepherd boy dashed for help, screaming “Wolf, Wolf!” But this time, no one responded.

Frustrated and alone, the boy battled against the wolf but could protect only few of his sheep. Heartbroken, he returned to the village only to receive a reprimand on honesty and the results of dishonesty.

His tale of this shepherd boy has been transmitted 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 broken, is tough to get more info reclaim. It's a story as appropriate today as it was then.

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