The Tale of the Shepherd Boy

The Tale of the Shepherd Boy

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In the heart of the mesmerizing rolling hills, lived a shepherd boy. His being was mostly pure, simple, and honest. His only responsibility was mainly to look after his flock of sheep.

Their soft bleating and the rustling of the gales through the lone tree on the hilltop were his constant associates. Day in day, looking out for his wards instilled in him a sense of quiet fulfillment.

Yet, there were at times moments of solitude, when the shepherd boy would yearn for company. During one such occasion from sheer tedium, the shepherd boy devised a more info troublesome plot.

Tales of wild beasts prowling on sheep had been around for a while in the hamlet. So, the boy decided to exploit this fear and played a joke on the inhabitants.

One afternoon he dashed into the village screaming “Wolf! A wolf is attacking my sheep!” The terrified villagers sprinted up the hills for rescue but saw no wolf.

The boy giggled at the dilemma on their faces. This game laughed for a couple of more days. Yet, one morning, a real wolf actually attack the grazing sheep. The shepherd boy raced for aid screaming “Wolf, Wolf!” But this time, no one came.

Frustrated and alone, the boy battled against the wolf but managed to rescue only few of his flock. Devastated, he returned to the town only to receive a lesson on honesty and the repercussions of false alarms.

The story of this shepherd boy has been transmitted generations as a mediaeval parable for teaching the importance of honesty, the implications of dishonesty and the perils of false alarms. Moreover, it stresses how trust once lost, is hard to regain. It's a story as relevant today as it was in the past.

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