The Tale of the Shepherd Boy

The Tale of the Shepherd Boy

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In the heart of the captivating rolling fields, lived a shepherd boy. His being was mostly unadulterated, simple yet virtuous. His main role was mainly to tend to his herd of sheep.

Their low murmuring and the murmuring of the wind across the solo tree on the mountaintop were his only companions. Day after day, guarding his responsibilities imbued in him a sense of calm satisfaction.

Yet, there were the occasional moments of isolation, here when the shepherd boy would pine for company. On one such day because of sheer tedium, the shepherd boy devised a mischievous plot.

Stories of predators prowling on sheep had been heard times and again in the town. So, the boy decided to exploit this fear and played a trick on the inhabitants.

One morning he raced into the village yelling “Wolf! A wolf is that has taken my sheep!” The terrified villagers ran up the hills for rescue but discovered no beast.

The boy chuckled at the puzzle on their faces. This trick laughed for a few more days. However, one noon, a real wolf did attack the herd. The shepherd boy ran for aid screaming “Wolf, Wolf!” But this time, no one responded.

Frustrated and alone, the boy struggled against the wolf but could protect only few of his sheep. Devastated, he returned to the town only to be met with a lesson on honesty and the results of false alarms.

His tale of this shepherd boy has been passed down generations as a mediaeval parable for teaching the importance of honesty, the implications of dishonesty and the perils of crying wolf. Moreover, it emphasizes how trust once lost, is tough to reclaim. It's a story as appropriate today as it was anciently.

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