The mood of the Soviet Union today is a mood of tremendous struggle and incredible conquest in which individual values and problems pale before the brightness of one great problem whose solution is told off by the ever-rising curve of production, the opening of steel mills, the successful mastery of tractor plants, machine building works, textile factories. It is a mood in which a newly literate servant girl will hail the rain running into her leaky shoes if that rain means harvest. Harvest somewhere far off on farms she never sees.

Anna Louise Strong, This Soviet World (Chapter VII) [Emphasis added]

This probably goes harder in context of the book. I'll work my hardest to get it done, because this thing is soo good.