The Tale of the Shepherd Boy

The Tale of the Shepherd Boy

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At the center of the mesmerizing rolling hills, lived a young shepherd. His being was essentially pure, here and unsophisticated. His primary duty was mainly to look after his herd of rams.

Their soft bleating and the whispering of the wind across the single tree on the hilltop were his only co-dwellers. Day in day, looking out for his responsibilities imbued in him a notion of calm satisfaction.

But, there were occasional moments of loneliness, when the shepherd boy would pine for company. During one such occasion out of sheer boredom, the shepherd boy devised a naughty scheme.

Narratives of wolves preying on sheep had been around for a while in the hamlet. So, the boy chose to leveraged this fear and played a joke on the villagers.

One day he ran into the village yelling “Wolf! A wolf is preying on my sheep!” The terrified villagers ran up the hills to help but saw no beast.

The boy chuckled at the dilemma on their faces. This game persisted for a few more days. However, one noon, a real wolf actually charge at the herd. The shepherd boy ran for aid screaming “Wolf, Wolf!” But this time, no one showed up.

Frustrated and alone, the boy struggled against the wolf but could rescue only few of his sheep. Heartbroken, he went back to the town only to receive a scolding on honesty and the repercussions of crying wolf.

The tale of this shepherd boy has been passed down generations as a mediaeval parable for teaching the value of honesty, the consequences of lying and the perils of false alarms. Moreover, it stresses how trust once broken, is difficult to regain. It's a story as pertinent today as it was then.

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