The Story of The Boy Who Cried Wolf in English
Once a boy lived in a green and beautiful village that was surrounded by high hills. He was a shepherd. He always took a flock of sheep to graze on the grounds and on high hills.
One day he slept when he was grazing the sheep, and one hunter hunted a sheep. When he awoke, he counted the flock of sheep. One sheep was missing; he worried, what would he tell his master?
When his master asked about the missing sheep, he told him the truth that he was sleeping when the sheep went missing. The master ordered him not to sleep when he was grazing the sheep.
The shepherd took the flock and went on the hill. He felt lonely at the hill and began to gossip about his villagers with sheep, but the sheep were not interested in his discussion.
He thought of a plan to amuse himself. He shouted, “Wolf,” “Wolf,” “People, help me, he will tear my sheep.” The people ran towards the hill with different sticks and axes in their hands.
When they reached the hill, the boy who cried wolf was laughing and making fun of them. The people forgave him for the first time and advised him not to make such a joke again when there wasn’t any wolf.
The shepherd took this advice lightly, and after a few days when he was bored, he again shouted, “Wolf,” “Wolf,” and “O people, save me; he will tear me and my flock.”
The people recognized the voice; one villager said he was the boy who cried wolf, and maybe he was still making us fools. We shouldn’t go there. Half the villagers ran towards the hill, and again the shepherd was laughing.
They became furious and said when you would face the real wolf, nobody would help you. He laughed at them and didn’t realize what would happen in the next few days.
After some days, he took his flock of sheep. He took that flock towards the fields, but there wasn’t much grass for the flock. He took the flock to the hill. After some time the shepherd got bored due to loneliness.
He took a short nap, and when he woke up, he saw a wolf roaming around the flock of sheep. He became nervous and scared. He leaped down the high mound to the track and shouted, “Wolf,” “wolf.”
The people listened to his voice and told each other the boy who cried wolf again made us fools. We would not go. The shepherd watched his flock remain half as the wolf tore the sheep in half.
He mourned and again shouted, “O people, help me! That wolf would tear my whole flock of sheep.” He was crying and shouted again and again, but no one was coming.
The people didn’t trust the shepherd, as he made fun of them before. The shepherd bore the cost of his joke. The people noticed that the shepherd didn’t return home until evening.
They all went to the hill and watched the shepherd sitting on the ground and the flock of sheep being torn into pieces. They didn’t want that, but it all happened then.
One villager told the shepherd that’s the same day that you need us, and you lost our help due to your stupidity. The story of the boy who cried wolf became famous, and the people knew that they shouldn’t make such fun, which cost them higher than they thought.
One person said, “Once a liar, always a liar,” so we would be careful to lie next time. The story of the shepherd gave a great lesson to the villagers.