The Tale of the Shepherd Boy

The Tale of the Shepherd Boy

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At the center of the captivating rolling fields, resided a shepherd boy. His being was mostly pure, and unsophisticated. His main role was to care for his herd of rams.

Their low murmuring and the whispering of the gales among the solo tree on the mountaintop were his only associates. Day after day, looking out for his charges inculcated in him a sense of tranquil contentment.

Yet, there were occasional moments of solitude, when the shepherd boy would pine for companionship. In one such instance because of sheer boredom, the shepherd boy orchestrated a naughty plot.

Tales of wild beasts prowling on sheep had been heard times and again in the hamlet. So, here the boy chose to used this fear and played a trick on the inhabitants.

One afternoon he raced into the village shouting “Wolf! There is a wolf that has taken my sheep!” The frightened villagers sprinted up the hills to offer assistance but saw no wolf.

The boy chuckled at the confusion on their faces. This prank persisted for a few more days. But, one morning, a real wolf actually attack the flock. The shepherd boy ran for help, screaming “Wolf, Wolf!” But this time, no one showed up.

Frustrated and alone, the boy battled against the wolf but could rescue only few of his sheep. Heartbroken, he went back to the town only to be met with a scolding on honesty and the results of crying wolf.

The tale of this shepherd boy has been transmitted generations as a mediaeval parable for teaching the value of honesty, the consequences of lying and the dangers of false alarms. Moreover, it highlights how trust once violated, is difficult to reclaim. It's a story as pertinent today as it was then.

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