In the heart of the captivating rolling fields, resided a young shepherd. His existence was mostly pure, simple, and honest. His primary duty was mainly to tend to his herd of ewes.
Their gentle baas and the rustling of the wind among the single tree on the hilltop were his constant companions. Day upon day, looking out for his charges imbued in him a feeling of quiet fulfillment.
Yet, there were the occasional moments of solitude, when the shepherd boy would pine for company. In one such instance from sheer boredom, the shepherd boy conceived website a naughty scheme.
Narratives of wild beasts hunting on sheep had been heard times and again in the town. So, the boy opted to used this fear and played a joke on the townsfolk.
One morning he raced into the village yelling “Wolf! There is a wolf that has taken my sheep!” The scared villagers sprinted up the hills to help but saw nothing threatening.
The boy chuckled at the confusion on their faces. This game continued for a few days more. But, one day, a real wolf actually charge at the grazing sheep. The shepherd boy raced for aid screaming “Wolf, Wolf!” But this time, no one responded.
Frustrated and alone, the boy battled against the wolf but managed to rescue only few of his sheep. Heartbroken, he returned to the village only to be met with a reprimand on honesty and the consequences of dishonesty.
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 risks of false alarms. Moreover, it highlights how trust once lost, is hard to earn back. It's a story as pertinent today as it was then.