The Village
March 19th, 2008 | Jason BurrowsImagine coming across a village where everyone was commited to helping each other out, and where each relied on the other in some small way to get by in life. Repairs to houses and farm buildings are done quickly and efficiently as people give-up their free time between other tasks to lend a hand, if only to mix-up a bit of cement or donate a few surplus bricks. Education within the village community is often in the form of passed on widsom, with children encouraged to learn things ‘hands on’ and to discuss new ways of promoting greater efficiency; seeing as they will one day inherit their parents tasks.
You can’t help but notice that the villagers are always popping round to each others house, often unannounced, but always welcomed to stay and have a drink or something to eat, but mostly to chat about the day’s events, or the outlook for the next few days, and how well the new school they’re all buidling is getting on.
Being self-sufficent as a community they have learned to recycle every useable thing. The crops benefit from being fed grade A compost, tools are held in high esteem and therefore kept in good order, and good husbandry makes sure that the livestock are well managed and sustainable. Villagers often remark that being part of the community makes them feel as if they were part of a larger, living thing that doesn’t exactly govern their lives but rather helps to maintain that delicate balance between having free choice and feeling part of a strong group dynamic, that provides them with the strength and optimism to know that their way of life is a ‘good life’.
Impressed by what your witnessing and curious to know just where you are, you retrace your steps back to the village limits to
note its name on the sign. Written upon it, in large black letters is the word WEB.
