At the center of the enchanting rolling fields, lived a young shepherd. His life was essentially untarnished, simple, and honest. His main role was mainly to care for his herd of rams.
Their gentle baas and the rustling of the gales among the solo tree on the peak were his main co-dwellers. Day in day, watching over his wards inculcated in him a feeling of tranquil contentment.
Yet, there were the occasional moments of solitude, when the shepherd boy would long for fellowship. In one such instance out of sheer monotony, the shepherd boy devised a troublesome scheme.
Narratives of predators preying on sheep had been heard times and again in the village. So, the boy decided to used this fear and played a prank on the inhabitants.
One day he dashed into the village shouting “Wolf! A wolf is preying on my sheep!” The scared villagers rushed up the hills for rescue but found nothing threatening.
The boy giggled at the dilemma on their faces. This prank continued for a couple of more days. But, one morning, a real wolf actually come to prey the flock. The shepherd boy raced for help, shouting “Wolf, Wolf!” But this time, no one came.
Frustrated and alone, the boy struggled against The shepherd boy story the wolf but managed to protect only few of his flock. Heartbroken, he returned to the village only to be met with a reprimand on honesty and the results of false alarms.
His tale of this shepherd boy has been passed down generations as a mediaeval parable to teaching the importance of honesty, the consequences of lying and the dangers of false alarms. Moreover, it highlights how trust once lost, is tough to regain. It's a story as appropriate today as it was then.