Dansby village | Religion
Ivo Clevenger has shown the first signs of his gift.
With his own hands, Ivo could design and build in wood what anyone described to him. Perfecting his craft over time, Ivo mastered skills that ordinary carpenters simply dreamed of. Most of the buildings and furniture and necessary items such as bows and arrows in the village, Dansby had his hand over them. Everything anyone owned made by Ivo was cherished by them and treated with deep respect.
Strange, the Dansby village had a peculiar quirk about it. There was no money system in Dansby, no change, no printed bills. No one thought of using their products as barter or payment for services. Yet everyone had what they needed. Nobody wanted any more. The villagers were happy. Debts did not exist for them because they involve payment. All needs were met by the talents offered to them.
When Otto, a chicken farmer in Dansby, knew there was a need for food, he simply donated his eggs. No idea of trading chickens for his own needs ever occurred to him, as Otto neither wanted nor coveted beyond his needs. This was true in every household in the village. Nothing was common either. Everyone’s donation met the needs of the village. Each gave everyone what each possessed in talent.
But Dansby had one big drawback. If anyone got sick, and it was rare, no doctor lived in the city. Most accepted the natural course of the disease until Ivo fell ill. And since his hands were on most of Dansby’s objects and his bending was cherished above all else, his fellow villagers decided to take Ivo to the next village on the other side of the mountain, a day’s drive away. There lived a doctor.
When the villagers arrived, the doctor examined Ivo from head to toe. He listened, pushed and asked Ivo questions. When he was diagnosed, the doctor administered medicine to Ivo and prescribed him a night’s rest. The next morning Ivo felt much better.
It was time to leave, and Ivo wanted to thank the doctor. Seeing that his patient was well, the doctor said, “Mr. Clevenger, the price for the services rendered is 5 shillings. “Sir, in Dansby we have no money. Everyone gives to everyone what everyone has in talent. The doctor said, “Since you are a carpenter, do you have a table or a chair to exchange for my services?” Ivo replied, “Doctor, at Dansby we don’t barter or give away any of what we have. Everyone gives to everyone what everyone has in talent. This way we give of ourselves. No one considers less.
Intrigued, unable to find a reply, the doctor thought for a moment. Then the doctor asked, “How is it that such a system is born when all over the world money is exchanged and collected?” Even Christians pay a tithe to God. Ivo replied, “In Dansby there is neither rich nor poor. We give everyone what God expects from everyone – ourselves. “
Deck Cheatham has been a golf professional for over 40 years. He lives with his family in Dalton. Contact him at [email protected]