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Hege Library 210
Guilford College
5800 West Friendly Avenue
Greensboro NC 27410
(336) 316-2253

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What the Learning Commons tutors WILL DO: What the Learning Commons tutors will NOT DO:
  • Help to identify issues with the content of your assignment.
  • Help identify strategies to help you with reading and writing that you can do on your own.
  • Do our best to clarify information so that it is easy for you to understand and implement.
  • Proofread or edit your assignment or "just check grammar."
  • Interpret text or suggest connections for you.
  • Provide a thesis, rearrange paragraphs, or otherwise do the work of interpretation or revision.


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  • The Learning Commons offer an academic coaching service that provides learning strategies, assignment and writing assistance for students, faculty, and staff. We offer face-to-face consultations for writing and course specific assignments, as well as a collection of online resources for writers and educators.


Welcome to “We Become the Fictions We Create,” a six-word memoir contest for students, faculty, and staff.  What is a six-word memoir?  Here is an example (perhaps apocryphal) by Ernest Hemingway: “For sale: baby shoes, never worn.” 

The contest guidelines are simple: fill out the submission form with your six-word memoir by midnight on October 12, 2018.

The winners will be announced on October 26, 2018.

Go to our Events page to submit

Melissa, LC Director

... and secret superhero

In memory of Doug Smith (1959- 2018)

... you will be missed, friend.

Selena, Professional Tutor

... and official high-fiver

The blessed angels

Toi Derricotte

How much like
angels are these tall
gladiolas in a vase on my coffee
table, as if in a bunch
whispering. How slender
and artless, how scandalously
alive, each with its own
humors and pulse. Each weight-
bearing stem is the stem
of a thought through which
aspires the blood-metal of stars. Each heart
is a gift for the king. When
I was a child, my mother and aunts
would sit in the kitchen
gossiping. One would tip
her head toward me, “Little Ears,”
she’d warn, and the whole room
went silent. Now, before sunrise,
what secrets I am told!—being
quieter than blossoms and near invisible.

from Poets.org