The Tale of the Shepherd Boy

The Tale of the Shepherd Boy

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At the center of the here enchanting rolling meadows, lived a boy named Shepherd. His being was essentially unadulterated, simple yet virtuous. His main role was to tend to his flock of ewes.

Their soft bleating and the murmuring of the gales across the single tree on the mountaintop were his main associates. Day after day, watching over his charges instilled in him a sense of quiet fulfillment.

However, there were at times moments of solitude, when the shepherd boy would long for fellowship. In one such instance from sheer tedium, the shepherd boy devised a troublesome plot.

Tales of predators preying on sheep had long been circulating in the village. So, the boy chose to used this fear and played a trick on the villagers.

One afternoon he ran into the village shouting “Wolf! A wolf is that has taken my sheep!” The scared villagers ran up the hills to help but found nothing threatening.

The boy chuckled at the dilemma on their faces. This game continued for a few days more. But, one day, a real wolf actually come to prey the flock. The shepherd boy dashed for help, screaming “Wolf, Wolf!” But this time, no one showed up.

Frustrated and alone, the boy fought against the wolf but managed to protect only few of his sheep. Devastated, he went back to the village only to be met with a reprimand on honesty and the results of crying wolf.

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

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