Samantha’s version (12 years old)
Luke was a shepherd boy who had a fondness for tittle-tattling and pulling pranks on others. Being up on the hill alone was very boring and the bright little lad had just the right prank swirling in his devious mind.
“Help me! Wolf! Wolf! Wolf!” he yelled at the top of his lungs. The village folks hurried to his help while bringing along the tools they were holding. The men brought pitchforks and sickles while the women had pots and pans in their hands.
They were all out of breath when they reached the hilltop but where was the wolf? Angered, the men gave the prankster a few cuffs across his head but did that deter Luke from playing the same old trick? Nope. The stupid boy did it once too many times and soon lived to regret his stupidity.
One day, a famished wolf came to the grazing field. Luke shouted for help, “Help me! Wolf! Wolf! Wolf!” The villagers, suspecting it was another stupid joke, ignored his cries. The wolf chased the sheep and gobbled several up. It ate until its stomach felt like bursting and then trudged back into the forest with a very pleased grin on its face.
Luke, having learnt his lesson, vowed never to play practical jokes again. He had truly learnt his lesson the hard way. His prank had backfired and the joke was on him instead.