In the heart of the mesmerizing rolling hills, resided a shepherd boy. His existence was essentially pure, simple yet virtuous. His main role was to care for his flock of sheep.
Their low murmuring and the murmuring of the wind through the solo tree on the The shepherd boy story hilltop were his only companions. Day upon day, guarding his wards inculcated in him a sense of tranquil contentment.
But, there were the occasional moments of loneliness, when the shepherd boy would yearn for companionship. In one such instance because of sheer monotony, the shepherd boy devised a naughty plan.
Tales of wild beasts prowling on sheep had been around for a while in the town. So, the boy decided to exploit this fear and played a prank on the townsfolk.
One morning he raced into the village yelling “Wolf! There is a wolf that has taken my sheep!” The frightened villagers sprinted up the hills for rescue but saw no beast.
The boy giggled at the dilemma on their faces. This game continued for a couple of more days. However, one day, a real wolf did come to prey the grazing sheep. The shepherd boy ran for help, screaming “Wolf, Wolf!” But this time, no one came.
Frustrated and alone, the boy fought against the wolf but managed to rescue only few of his sheep. Heartbroken, he went back to the village only to receive a scolding on honesty and the consequences of dishonesty.
His tale of this shepherd boy has been handed down generations as a mediaeval parable to teaching the value of honesty, the implications of dishonesty and the risks of false alarms. Moreover, it highlights how trust once broken, is hard to regain. It's a story as relevant today as it was in the past.