From now on, there will be only 3 updates. The first is to tell non-employees that we are now excepting Suggestions and Miss Myrna letters and to tell the employees that they need to start working on their stories and to look in the suggestion box. The second is to tell non-employees that they need to hurry and turn in their letters and suggestions and to tell employees their due date, and also to tell non-employees when the publishing date will be. The third one is to tell everyone that it is now published and that we are no longer excepting Miss Myrna Letters or Suggestions.

  Suggestions: This is what we use to update our newspaper/magazine so it is more modern for wizards/witches, and to use as ideas for our articles. Do you have one? Just email it to us at wrock.hih@hotmail.com.

  Miss Myrnas Advice: This is something we use to help you and your magical struggles. Or even your Personal struggles and sorts. You can choose to be anonymous or you can use your name. To submit a letter go to this link: https://docs.google.com/forms/d/1W_XAKTtHYOMj29KZKlXRT7VjzAxbleLEEuJyS0gz5o0/viewform 

A poem for a start:

Guidditch! By Harley Blu.

Red and green,
Yellow and blue,
Oh it's the greatest thing I've ever seen!
Like mighty dragons they flew!

Man made brooms,
Hoops of three,
The flyers they practically zoomed!
The only price to watch a tiny fee.

Memories of youth,
Once I too played,
Back then everything to prove,
And many demons I did slay.

Oh I hear the crowd they scream!
All this for their favourite quidditch teams!
To the right and to the left the flyers lean,
all for a quaffle or a golden snitch that gleams.

Colours oh so many colours,
Friends and family are by my side,
And as I watch smiling I remember all those summers,
Yes in my youth I too played my parents they would burst with pride.

The match is over now,
My are children full of wonder and excitement saying that one day they too will fly.
I smile tenderly and with love as they admire brooms in the store with a few gasps of 'awe!',
to the stands I take one lest look and say my goodbyes.

Red, green, yellow and blue;
It was once just me and you.
Grateful and appreciative I'll always be for all the fun times you gave me,
but it is now my dear children that fill me with love, hope that sets me free.

So till we meet again and the players they fly,
a mother I will be,
The twins they laugh and home they will delay,
but there we will go and there we will stay.

And if they are good,
for desert maybe I'll make cookies and ice cream!
Oh I just know it will make them smile like I've never seen!