At the center of the captivating rolling hills, dwelt a shepherd boy. His being was unadulterated, simple yet virtuous. His main role was essentially to look after his flock of sheep.
Their low murmuring and the rustling of the wind through the lone tree on the peak were his only associates. Day in day, looking out for his charges instilled in him a notion of quiet fulfillment.
But, there were the occasional moments of solitude, when the shepherd boy would long for company. During one such occasion from sheer boredom, the shepherd boy conceived a troublesome scheme.
Tales of predators prowling on sheep had long been circulating in the hamlet. So, the boy chose to exploit this fear and played a trick on the townsfolk.
One day he raced into the village shouting “Wolf! There is a wolf attacking my sheep!” The scared villagers rushed up the hills to offer assistance but discovered no wolf.
The boy giggled at the dilemma on their faces. This trick continued for a few website more days. However, one day, a real wolf did attack the grazing sheep. The shepherd boy ran for aid screaming “Wolf, Wolf!” But this time, no one came.
Frustrated and alone, the boy fought against the wolf but managed to protect only few of his flock. Heartbroken, he went back to the town only to be met with a lesson on honesty and the repercussions of dishonesty.
His tale of this shepherd boy has been transmitted generations as a mediaeval parable to teaching the value of honesty, the implications of dishonesty and the dangers of false alarms. Moreover, it highlights how trust once violated, is hard to regain. It's a story as appropriate today as it was in the past.