The Tale of the Shepherd Boy

The Tale of the Shepherd Boy

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At the center of the mesmerizing rolling hills, dwelt a shepherd boy. His life was essentially untarnished, and unsophisticated. His primary duty was mainly read more to look after his herd of ewes.

Their gentle baas and the murmuring of the gales among the solo tree on the mountaintop were his constant co-dwellers. Day in day, watching over his wards inculcated in him a feeling of quiet fulfillment.

But, there were occasional moments of isolation, when the shepherd boy would pine for company. In one such instance from sheer monotony, the shepherd boy orchestrated a mischievous plot.

Stories of predators preying on sheep had been around for a while in the town. So, the boy chose to exploit this fear and played a prank on the townsfolk.

One afternoon he dashed into the village yelling “Wolf! There is a wolf attacking my sheep!” The scared villagers sprinted up the hills to help but discovered nothing threatening.

The boy giggled at the dilemma on their faces. This game persisted for a couple of more days. However, one morning, a real wolf actually attack the grazing sheep. The shepherd boy dashed for help, 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 returned to the village only to be met with a reprimand on honesty and the consequences of dishonesty.

The tale of this shepherd boy has been transmitted generations as a mediaeval parable to teaching the significance of honesty, the implications of dishonesty and the risks of crying wolf. Moreover, it emphasizes how trust once broken, is difficult to regain. It's a story as appropriate today as it was anciently.

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