The Avonlea school was a whitewashed building, low in the eaves and wide in the windows, furnished inside with comfortable substantial old-fashioned desks that opened and shut, and were carved all over their lids with the initials and hieroglyphics of three generations of school children.
"They were just hieroglyphics as far as everybody was concerned," Allen says.
I observed the clefts and wrinkles in the stem; they shone forth in strange colors, and took the form of hieroglyphics.
