The Tale of the Shepherd Boy

The Tale of the Shepherd Boy

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Deep within the enchanting rolling meadows, dwelt a boy named Shepherd. His being was unadulterated, and unsophisticated. His primary duty was essentially to care for his flock of sheep.

Their gentle baas and the rustling of the breezes among the solo tree on the peak were his constant associates. Day upon day, watching over his responsibilities inculcated in him a sense of quiet fulfillment.

However, there were occasional moments of loneliness, when the shepherd boy would pine for fellowship. On one such day because of sheer boredom, the shepherd boy orchestrated a mischievous scheme.

Stories of predators preying on sheep had been around for a while in the village. So, the boy opted to leveraged this fear and played a trick on the villagers.

One afternoon he ran into the village screaming “Wolf! A wolf is attacking my sheep!” The scared villagers ran up the hills to help but found no beast.

The boy chuckled at the confusion on their faces. This game laughed for a few more days. But, one day, a real wolf did come to prey the herd. The shepherd boy ran for aid shouting “Wolf, Wolf!” But this time, no one came.

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

The story of this shepherd boy has been transmitted generations as a mediaeval parable to teaching the value of honesty, the implications of dishonesty and the dangers of crying wolf. Moreover, it stresses how trust once violated, is tough to regain. It's a story as appropriate here today as it was in the past.

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