In the heart of the enchanting rolling meadows, lived a young shepherd. His life was mostly unadulterated, simple yet virtuous. His primary duty was essentially to care for his herd of ewes.
Their low murmuring and the whispering of the gales through the single tree on the peak were his constant co-dwellers. Day after day, guarding his charges instilled in him a notion of calm satisfaction.
But, there were the occasional moments of isolation, when the shepherd boy would yearn for fellowship. On one such day out of sheer boredom, the shepherd boy orchestrated a naughty plot.
Stories of wild beasts preying on sheep had been around for a while in the hamlet. So, the boy chose to leveraged this fear and played a trick on the villagers.
One morning he ran into the village shouting “Wolf! There is a wolf that has taken my sheep!” The frightened villagers sprinted up the hills to help but discovered no beast.
The boy chuckled at the dilemma on their faces. This trick persisted for a couple of more days. Yet, one day, a real wolf did come to prey the grazing sheep. The shepherd boy dashed for aid screaming “Wolf, Wolf!” But this time, no one responded.
Frustrated and alone, the more info boy battled against the wolf but could rescue only few of his flock. Heartbroken, he returned to the village only to receive a scolding on honesty and the results of dishonesty.
The story of this shepherd boy has been passed down generations as a mediaeval parable to teaching the value of honesty, the consequences of lying and the risks of crying wolf. Moreover, it emphasizes how trust once lost, is difficult to reclaim. It's a story as appropriate today as it was in the past.