The Tale of the Shepherd Boy

The Tale of the Shepherd Boy

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At the center of the captivating rolling fields, lived a boy named Shepherd. His life was essentially unadulterated, simple yet virtuous. His primary duty was essentially to look after his flock of rams.

Their gentle baas and the murmuring of the gales through the single tree on the mountaintop were his only co-dwellers. Day in day, guarding his responsibilities here inculcated in him a sense of tranquil contentment.

But, there were the occasional moments of solitude, when the shepherd boy would pine for fellowship. During one such occasion out of sheer tedium, the shepherd boy devised a naughty plan.

Stories of predators hunting on sheep had long been circulating in the hamlet. So, the boy opted to used this fear and played a joke on the villagers.

One day he raced into the village shouting “Wolf! A wolf is attacking my sheep!” The frightened villagers sprinted up the hills to offer assistance but found no wolf.

The boy giggled at the puzzle on their faces. This game laughed for a few days more. However, one noon, a real wolf did 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 fought 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 lesson on honesty and the repercussions of false alarms.

His tale of this shepherd boy has been passed down generations as a mediaeval parable to teaching the value of honesty, the consequences of lying and the perils of crying wolf. Moreover, it stresses how trust once lost, is hard to reclaim. It's a story as pertinent today as it was anciently.

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