At the center of the enchanting rolling meadows, resided a boy named Shepherd. His life was essentially untarnished, and unsophisticated. His only responsibility was to look after his herd of ewes.

Their gentle baas and the whispering of the breezes across the lone tree on the mountaintop were his only associates. Day after day, looking out for his responsibilities instilled in him a sense of tranquil contentment.

But, there were at times moments of loneliness, when the shepherd boy would pine for companionship. During one such occasion because of sheer monotony, website the shepherd boy orchestrated a naughty plot.

Stories of wild beasts hunting on sheep had been around for a while in the hamlet. So, the boy opted to leveraged this fear and played a prank on the villagers.

One morning he ran into the village shouting “Wolf! A wolf is that has taken my sheep!” The scared villagers ran up the hills for rescue but found nothing threatening.

The boy laughed at the puzzle on their faces. This trick persisted for a few days more. Yet, one day, a real wolf actually charge at the flock. The shepherd boy raced for help, screaming “Wolf, Wolf!” But this time, no one came.

Frustrated and alone, the boy struggled against the wolf but managed to rescue only few of his flock. Devastated, he went back to the village only to be met with a scolding on honesty and the results of crying wolf.

The tale of this shepherd boy has been transmitted generations as a mediaeval parable for teaching the importance of honesty, the implications of dishonesty and the risks of crying wolf. Moreover, it stresses how trust once violated, is tough to earn back. It's a story as appropriate today as it was then.