Publisher's Synopsis
This book is about teens that ended up with their parents in Afghanistan in the early 1960's when there was no war, plenty of excitement and the mystery of Persian life. My family lived in Kabul and experienced the culture shock first hand. We came from Mississippi in the United States and set up home in Kharte Seh, a section of Afghanistan's capital Kabul. We attended an International School and tried our best to mesh our Western lifestyle with that of the Afghans. There were pleasures and pain; our puberty emerged in a mysterious historical aura giving our lives dreamlike existence. The time we had in Kabul is akin to living directly with Ghenghis Khan or Tamurlaine, Babir or Zahir Shah. When we came back to the States, we were changed. Never again could we view life in the Western vein; Afghanistan was in our blood and in our psyche. This book is about the initial first two years in Kabul. Our family was there for four and a half years, almost my entire teen life. I can still feel the cool, dry mountain nights and the smell of the ancient dust will always bring back memories.
