“The Boy Who Cried Wolf” by Aesop There was once a young Shepherd Boy who tended his sheep at the foot of a mountain near a dark forest. It was rather lonely for him all day, so he thought upon a plan by which he could get a little company and some excitement. He rushed down towards the village calling out “Wolf, Wolf,” and the villagers came out to meet him, and some of them stopped with him for a considerable time. This pleased the boy so much that a few days afterwards he tried the same trick, and again the villagers came to his help. But shortly after this a Wolf actually did come out from the forest, and began to worry the sheep, and the boy of course cried out “Wolf, Wolf,” still louder than before. But this time the villagers, who had been fooled twice before, thought the boy was again deceiving them, and nobody stirred to come to his help. So the Wolf made a good meal off the boy’s flock, and when the boy complained, the wise man of the village said: “A liar will not be believed, even when he speaks the truth.”

What is the literary conflict? Why?
Name a motif in the story and state why it is important.
What is the tone of the piece? Explain.
What type of irony is the story and why?
Explain what the last sentence means.

The literary conflict is when the actual wolf came out of the forest and scared the sheep. A motif in the story is when he continued to call out "Wolf, Wolf" even when there wasn't even a wolf. It is important because it teaches us a lesson. Don't continue to ask for help when there is no trouble. The tone of this piece of text is terrible because the boy lied over and over again. The irony in this story is a shepherd boy who repeatedly tricks people in his village by falsely claiming that a wolf is coming to eat his flock. When a wolf actually comes and the boy cries for help, nobody believes him or comes to his aid. It means that if you continue to lie, then they will think you will always lie and they will never believe you when you are actually telling the truth.

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