The Tale of the Shepherd Boy

The Tale of the Shepherd Boy

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At the center of the captivating rolling hills, resided a boy named Shepherd. His life was essentially pure, and unsophisticated. His main role was to tend to his herd of ewes.

Their gentle baas and the murmuring of the breezes across the single tree on the peak were his main companions. Day upon day, watching over his wards inculcated in him a sense of tranquil contentment.

However, there were occasional moments of loneliness, when the shepherd boy would yearn for company. During one such occasion from sheer boredom, the shepherd boy devised a naughty plot.

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

One morning he raced into the village screaming “Wolf! There is a wolf attacking my sheep!” The frightened villagers rushed up the hills for rescue but saw no beast.

The boy giggled at the confusion on their faces. This game continued for a couple of more days. However, one noon, a real wolf did come to prey the grazing sheep. The shepherd boy dashed for aid shouting “Wolf, Wolf!” But this time, no one came.

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

His tale of this shepherd boy has been handed down generations as a mediaeval parable to teaching the value of honesty, the consequences read more of lying and the dangers of crying wolf. Moreover, it stresses how trust once lost, is hard to earn back. It's a story as pertinent today as it was then.

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