The Tale of the Shepherd Boy

The Tale of the Shepherd Boy

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In the heart of the enchanting rolling hills, resided a young shepherd. His being was untarnished, and unsophisticated. His primary duty was mainly to tend to his herd of ewes.

Their gentle baas and the murmuring of the breezes among the solo tree on the peak were his only associates. Day upon day, looking out for his wards imbued in him a feeling of tranquil contentment.

But, there were at times moments of isolation, when the shepherd boy would pine for companionship. During one such occasion out of sheer tedium, the shepherd boy orchestrated a naughty plan.

Stories of predators hunting on sheep had long been circulating in the town. So, the boy opted to used this fear and played a trick on the inhabitants.

One afternoon he ran into the village screaming “Wolf! There is a wolf attacking my sheep!” The terrified villagers rushed up the hills to help but saw no wolf.

The boy giggled here at the confusion on their faces. This trick continued for a few more days. But, one morning, a real wolf did attack the grazing sheep. The shepherd boy raced 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 flock. Heartbroken, he went back to the village only to be met with a scolding on honesty and the results of dishonesty.

His tale of this shepherd boy has been handed down generations as a mediaeval parable to teaching the significance of honesty, the implications of dishonesty and the dangers of false alarms. Moreover, it highlights how trust once lost, is tough to reclaim. It's a story as pertinent today as it was then.

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