It is only in the sense of date that the Persian mountain town of Sarabandan belongs to the twentieth century. In terms of attitudes, hygiene, commerce and human relationships, Sarabandan, like many remote villages in the middle east, is steeped in traditions which go back hundreds of years. It is to this town that Najmeh Najafi comes. A young woman in her twenties, she has foregone the privileges offered her by her wealthy city family to fulfill a childhood dream. For ever since she saw, as a child, the look of pain and hunger in the villagers' eyes, she knew it was her destiny to bring to her people the hope of self-sufficiency. Equipped with an American technical education, DDT, and basic medical equipment, she is confronted with appalling filth, superstition and hostility. Slowly and painfully she begins to weave the subtle pattern composed of threads from both the old and new world, incorporating tradition with modern efficiency, always intent upon preserving the character of the town, but revitalizing it with skillful means. Told in a feminine, personal narrative, Najmeh Najafi's poignant story of a Moslem woman's single-minded struggle is a rich and revealing sequel to her earlier book, Persia Is My Heart, which traced the tentative beginnings of her compassionate crude.