The Tale of the Shepherd Boy

The Tale of the Shepherd Boy

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Deep within the captivating rolling fields, dwelt a boy named Shepherd. His existence was mostly pure, simple, and honest. His only responsibility was to tend to his flock of sheep.

Their low murmuring and the rustling of the breezes through the lone here tree on the hilltop were his only co-dwellers. Day in day, looking out for his responsibilities inculcated in him a sense of tranquil contentment.

Yet, there were occasional moments of solitude, when the shepherd boy would long for fellowship. During one such occasion from sheer tedium, the shepherd boy devised a naughty plot.

Stories of wolves prowling on sheep had been heard times and again in the village. So, the boy decided to used this fear and played a joke on the villagers.

One afternoon he ran into the village shouting “Wolf! A wolf is that has taken my sheep!” The frightened villagers ran up the hills to offer assistance but discovered no wolf.

The boy giggled at the dilemma on their faces. This trick continued for a couple of more days. But, one noon, a real wolf actually attack the flock. The shepherd boy ran for help, 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 town only to receive a reprimand on honesty and the repercussions of dishonesty.

The story of this shepherd boy has been passed down generations as a mediaeval parable for teaching the importance of honesty, the implications of dishonesty and the risks of false alarms. Moreover, it stresses how trust once broken, is difficult to reclaim. It's a story as appropriate today as it was then.

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