At the center of the captivating rolling hills, lived a young shepherd. His life was essentially unadulterated, simple, and honest. His primary duty was mainly to care for his herd of rams.
Their low murmuring and the murmuring of the wind through the single tree on the peak were his constant associates. Day upon day, looking out for his charges inculcated in him a feeling of calm satisfaction.
Yet, there were occasional moments of loneliness, when the shepherd boy would yearn for fellowship. During one such occasion out of sheer monotony, the shepherd boy devised a mischievous plan.
Stories of wolves prowling on sheep had been around for a while in the hamlet. So, the boy decided to exploit this fear and played a prank on the inhabitants.
One morning he dashed into the village shouting “Wolf! There is a wolf attacking my sheep!” The terrified villagers sprinted up the hills to help but found no beast.
The boy giggled at the confusion on their faces. This prank continued for a few days more. But, one noon, website a real wolf did come to prey the grazing sheep. The shepherd boy raced for aid shouting “Wolf, Wolf!” But this time, no one showed up.
Frustrated and alone, the boy struggled against the wolf but managed to rescue only few of his flock. Devastated, he returned to the village only to be met with a lesson on honesty and the results of crying wolf.
His tale of this shepherd boy has been passed down generations as a mediaeval parable to teaching the value of honesty, the consequences of lying and the dangers of false alarms. Moreover, it highlights how trust once broken, is difficult to earn back. It's a story as pertinent today as it was in the past.