The Tale of the Shepherd Boy

The Tale of the Shepherd Boy

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Deep within the captivating rolling fields, resided a shepherd boy. His being was pure, simple yet virtuous. His only responsibility was mainly to look after his flock of rams.

Their low murmuring and the rustling of the gales across the single tree on the mountaintop were his main co-dwellers. Day in day, looking out for his responsibilities instilled in him a feeling of calm satisfaction.

However, there were at times moments of isolation, when the shepherd boy would pine for fellowship. During one such occasion because of sheer tedium, the shepherd boy devised a troublesome scheme.

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

One morning he dashed into the village screaming “Wolf! A wolf is that has taken my sheep!” The terrified villagers ran up the hills to offer assistance but saw no beast.

The boy giggled at the puzzle on their faces. This prank laughed for a few more days. Yet, one morning, a real wolf did attack the flock. The shepherd boy ran for help, shouting “Wolf, Wolf!” But this time, no one showed up.

Frustrated and alone, the boy battled against the wolf but managed to rescue only few of his flock. Heartbroken, he went back to the town only to receive a reprimand on honesty and the repercussions of crying wolf.

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

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