Once upon a time, in a small village, there lived a young shepherd. He goes with his flock everyday to the pasture, letting the sheep graze. One day, while he was herding his flock, he got bored.
'What can I do for fun today?' he thought.
'Say, I think I'll play a trick to the other villagers.' With a chuckle, he set off to the village.
'Wolf! Wolf!'
'What? A wolf? Where?!'
'At the field! I mean, the pasture! Please help me! Save my sheep!'
'Don't worry, laddie, we'll help ya! Come on, folks! To the pasture!'
Thus, the villagers all rushed to the pasture. Along the way there were 'Don't worry, boy's and 'We'll save your sheep's and 'I'm sure the wolf won't attack's and such. After a while they arrived at the pasture.
'Alright, where's the bloody wolf?'
'Come out here wolf! We ain't scared of ya!'
'Yea, thou hast threatened this young fellow, thy punishment shall be severe!' (That, I think, was the reverend)
All this time the shepherd hid behind the crowd, suppressing his laugh. After a few moments, though, his laughter can no longer be subdued.
'Ha ha! Got you all! Got you nice and good, I did!'
The villagers looked to each other, then shrugged at each other, and laughed. They all thought it was a nice joke. One of the older men patted the boy's head, saying he had not had such a joke for a long time.
Some weeks later, the boy felt bored again. He decided to play the same trick again. The villagers, thinking that he won't play the same trick twice, believed in his words. They went to the pasture again.
'Alright, where is it?'
'Yeah, where?'
The boy broke into a laugh again, explained the situation again, expecting the villagers to laugh with him again. They didn't.
'Now, boy, that wasn't very smart, what you did.'
'Yeah, we don't like it, we don't.'
'You wasted our time. Once, we tolerated it. We will not do so anymore.'
Then the villagers departed, leaving the boy alone with his flock.
Well, the boy was not that stupid. He did not play any trick on the villagers anymore.
Unfortunately, there actually WERE wolves near the pasture. (Not werewolves; that was not a typo)
One of them decided to go near the pasture. He saw the shepherd and his flock of sheep: lunch. Without hesitation, he attacked.
The boy panicked. He ran to the village.
'WOLF! WOLF!'
This time, the villagers did not respond.
'Little brat, time waster.'
'We won't be fooled anymore, thank you!'
Now, the classic version goes like that. No one believes him, his sheep got eaten, done. I, however, improvised a little bit.
So, no one believed the shepherd-boy, even though he was telling the truth.
Except for one boy about his age. He went with the villagers both times before, believing the shepherd. Now he still believes the shepherd. So they both went to rescue the sheep.
When they got there, well, the wolf had finished his meal. Only about 3 skinny sheep remain.
The shepherd lost his flock. But he gained a friend.
Well, that's that. A bit cheesy maybe. But hey, that's me. This is my first attempt at 'fanfic,' so....
(Moral: Trust people.)
'What can I do for fun today?' he thought.
'Say, I think I'll play a trick to the other villagers.' With a chuckle, he set off to the village.
'Wolf! Wolf!'
'What? A wolf? Where?!'
'At the field! I mean, the pasture! Please help me! Save my sheep!'
'Don't worry, laddie, we'll help ya! Come on, folks! To the pasture!'
Thus, the villagers all rushed to the pasture. Along the way there were 'Don't worry, boy's and 'We'll save your sheep's and 'I'm sure the wolf won't attack's and such. After a while they arrived at the pasture.
'Alright, where's the bloody wolf?'
'Come out here wolf! We ain't scared of ya!'
'Yea, thou hast threatened this young fellow, thy punishment shall be severe!' (That, I think, was the reverend)
All this time the shepherd hid behind the crowd, suppressing his laugh. After a few moments, though, his laughter can no longer be subdued.
'Ha ha! Got you all! Got you nice and good, I did!'
The villagers looked to each other, then shrugged at each other, and laughed. They all thought it was a nice joke. One of the older men patted the boy's head, saying he had not had such a joke for a long time.
Some weeks later, the boy felt bored again. He decided to play the same trick again. The villagers, thinking that he won't play the same trick twice, believed in his words. They went to the pasture again.
'Alright, where is it?'
'Yeah, where?'
The boy broke into a laugh again, explained the situation again, expecting the villagers to laugh with him again. They didn't.
'Now, boy, that wasn't very smart, what you did.'
'Yeah, we don't like it, we don't.'
'You wasted our time. Once, we tolerated it. We will not do so anymore.'
Then the villagers departed, leaving the boy alone with his flock.
Well, the boy was not that stupid. He did not play any trick on the villagers anymore.
Unfortunately, there actually WERE wolves near the pasture. (Not werewolves; that was not a typo)
One of them decided to go near the pasture. He saw the shepherd and his flock of sheep: lunch. Without hesitation, he attacked.
The boy panicked. He ran to the village.
'WOLF! WOLF!'
This time, the villagers did not respond.
'Little brat, time waster.'
'We won't be fooled anymore, thank you!'
Now, the classic version goes like that. No one believes him, his sheep got eaten, done. I, however, improvised a little bit.
So, no one believed the shepherd-boy, even though he was telling the truth.
Except for one boy about his age. He went with the villagers both times before, believing the shepherd. Now he still believes the shepherd. So they both went to rescue the sheep.
When they got there, well, the wolf had finished his meal. Only about 3 skinny sheep remain.
The shepherd lost his flock. But he gained a friend.
Well, that's that. A bit cheesy maybe. But hey, that's me. This is my first attempt at 'fanfic,' so....
(Moral: Trust people.)
1 comment:
What kind of moral conclusion is that? Hahaha
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