The Tale of the Shepherd Boy

The Tale of the Shepherd Boy

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Deep within the enchanting rolling hills, resided a shepherd boy. His existence was unadulterated, and unsophisticated. His only responsibility was mainly to look after his flock of ewes.

Their soft bleating and the whispering of the gales among the solo tree on the hilltop here were his only companions. Day in day, watching over his wards imbued in him a feeling of tranquil contentment.

But, there were occasional moments of loneliness, when the shepherd boy would yearn for fellowship. In one such instance because of sheer monotony, the shepherd boy orchestrated a naughty scheme.

Narratives of wild beasts preying on sheep had been heard times and again in the town. So, the boy opted to leveraged this fear and played a joke on the townsfolk.

One day he dashed into the village yelling “Wolf! There is a wolf preying on my sheep!” The scared villagers ran up the hills for rescue but discovered nothing threatening.

The boy giggled at the dilemma on their faces. This trick continued for a few days more. However, one noon, a real wolf did attack the herd. The shepherd boy raced for help, screaming “Wolf, Wolf!” But this time, no one responded.

Frustrated and alone, the boy battled against the wolf but managed to protect only few of his sheep. Devastated, he went back to the village only to be met with a scolding on honesty and the consequences of dishonesty.

His tale of this shepherd boy has been handed down generations as a mediaeval parable to teaching the importance of honesty, the implications of dishonesty and the perils of false alarms. Moreover, it highlights how trust once lost, is difficult to earn back. It's a story as appropriate today as it was in the past.

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