The Tale of the Shepherd Boy

The Tale of the Shepherd Boy

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In the heart of the mesmerizing rolling fields, dwelt a boy named Shepherd. His being was pure, and unsophisticated. His primary duty was essentially to look after his flock of rams.

Their soft bleating and the murmuring of the gales across the single tree on the peak were his constant associates. Day upon day, looking out for his responsibilities inculcated in him a notion of calm satisfaction.

However, there were at times moments of isolation, when the shepherd boy would read more yearn for fellowship. In one such instance because of sheer monotony, the shepherd boy devised a troublesome plot.

Tales of wild beasts hunting on sheep had been heard times and again in the town. So, the boy opted to exploit this fear and played a trick on the inhabitants.

One day he raced into the village shouting “Wolf! There is a wolf preying on my sheep!” The scared villagers sprinted up the hills to offer assistance but saw no wolf.

The boy laughed at the dilemma on their faces. This prank continued for a couple of more days. But, one noon, a real wolf did charge at the flock. The shepherd boy dashed for aid screaming “Wolf, Wolf!” But this time, no one responded.

Frustrated and alone, the boy struggled against the wolf but could rescue only few of his sheep. Devastated, he went back to the town only to receive a lesson on honesty and the repercussions of crying wolf.

The story of this shepherd boy has been passed down generations as a mediaeval parable for teaching the significance of honesty, the implications of dishonesty and the risks of false alarms. Moreover, it emphasizes how trust once broken, is difficult to earn back. It's a story as pertinent today as it was in the past.

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