The Story of the Shepherd Boy

The Story of the Shepherd Boy

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In the heart of the enchanting rolling hills, dwelt a boy named Shepherd. His being was essentially untarnished, and unsophisticated. His only responsibility was mainly to look after his herd of sheep.

Their soft bleating and the whispering of the gales among the lone tree on the mountaintop were his main co-dwellers. Day after day, looking out for his wards inculcated in him a feeling of calm satisfaction.

Yet, there were occasional moments of solitude, when the shepherd boy would long for fellowship. During one such occasion out of sheer monotony, the shepherd boy orchestrated a troublesome plot.

Narratives of wild beasts hunting on sheep had been around for a while in the hamlet. So, the boy decided to used this fear and played a joke on the villagers.

One day he dashed into the village screaming “Wolf! There is a wolf preying on my sheep!” The frightened villagers ran up here the hills to offer assistance but saw nothing threatening.

The boy chuckled at the puzzle on their faces. This prank continued for a few more days. But, one day, a real wolf did come to prey the grazing sheep. The shepherd boy ran 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. Heartbroken, he went back to the village only to be met with a scolding on honesty and the results of dishonesty.

The story of this shepherd boy has been passed down generations as a mediaeval parable for teaching the significance of honesty, the consequences of lying and the perils of crying wolf. Moreover, it stresses how trust once broken, is hard to reclaim. It's a story as pertinent today as it was anciently.

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