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Raised at a house with more goats than pupils. Arrived as a thief, through a window, and was offered tea. Spent the years sharpening every pen and chisel in the house. Owes most to a guest who stayed one night and taught one knot. Left the walls to meet whoever made the house's one good kettle. Still keeps one vow: raises a hand only to catch, lift or steady.

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Raised ata house with more goats than pupils
Arrivedas a thief, through a window, and was offered tea
Spent the yearssharpening every pen and chisel in the house
Owes most toa guest who stayed one night and taught one knot
Left the wallsto meet whoever made the house's one good kettle
One vowraises a hand only to catch, lift or steady

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Raised at a house with more goats than pupils. Arrived as a thief, through a window, and was offered tea. Spent the years sharpening every pen and chisel in the house. Owes most to a guest who stayed one night and taught one knot. Left the walls to meet whoever made the house's one good kettle. Still keeps one vow: raises a hand only to catch, lift or steady.
Raised at a school on the roof of a covered market. Arrived after reading about it on a scrap of wrapping paper. Spent the years binding books they were not yet allowed to read. Owes most to a carpenter who taught measuring twice, kindly. Left the walls to test a vow where it could be broken. Still keeps one vow: warns the next traveller of every bad stretch of road.
Raised at a mountain school where the clouds come in at the door. Arrived on the back of an older sister, the real pupil. Spent the years sharpening every pen and chisel in the house. Owes most to a retired soldier who taught only how to stand down. Left the walls to find a friend the house had stopped mentioning. Still keeps one vow: says nothing of a person they would not say to them.
Raised at a house whose well is in the dining hall. Arrived with a shepherd who had counted one too many at the fold. Spent the years catching falling leaves before they touched the ground. Owes most to a bunkmate who taught sharing by owning nothing. Left the walls to find out whether the lesson works outside. Still keeps one vow: goes home by a different road than they came.
Raised at a house on a cliff top, with one long rope for a fence. Arrived asleep in a cart of turnips delivered to the kitchen. Spent the years copying maps by the light of one candle. Owes most to an elder who answered every question with a chore. Left the walls to bring back a game the house had never played. Still keeps one vow: rolls up their bed before speaking to anyone.
Raised at a school above a tea warehouse. Arrived off the back of a hay wagon on a sharp bend. Spent the years grinding ink for other people's writing. Owes most to a head of house who taught by losing at board games. Left the walls after sleepwalking out of the gate once too often. Still keeps one vow: gives directions only to places they have been.
Raised at a hall beside a weir, loud with water. Arrived having walked a month to get there, on purpose. Spent the years weaving sandals for the whole house. Owes most to a guest who stayed one night and taught one knot. Left the walls when a stranger arrived who had their laugh. Still keeps one vow: makes no promise they cannot keep by sundown.
Raised at a house so small the pupils sleep in shifts. Arrived mistaken for somebody expected, and too polite to say. Spent the years tending one small tree in a pot too small for it. Owes most to a head of house who taught by losing at board games. Left the walls when their name appeared on the leaving board, unsigned. Still keeps one vow: drinks water, hot or cold, and nothing else.
Raised at a hall built from the timbers of one wrecked ship. Arrived as clerk to an inspector sent to close the place down. Spent the years tending one small tree in a pot too small for it. Owes most to a cartwright who taught that round things need care. Left the walls after feeding the whole village from the stores. Still keeps one vow: never sleeps two nights facing the same wall.
Raised at a house on a sandbar that floods to the doorstep. Arrived as a passer-by with a sprained ankle, for a week. Spent the years patching coats that were mostly patch already. Owes most to a cartwright who taught that round things need care. Left the walls on finding a packed bag at the foot of the mat. Still keeps one vow: leaves a full pail at every well for whoever is next.
Raised at a school built into a cave mouth above two valleys. Arrived over the wall, lifted by a father too shy to knock. Spent the years binding books they were not yet allowed to read. Owes most to a cracked bowl that showed them how to love a flaw. Left the walls after a third midnight raid on the larder. Still keeps one vow: looks back exactly once at any place they leave.
Raised at a hall on a pass, snowed in from first frost to thaw. Arrived by following a cat in and not being asked to leave. Spent the years weaving sandals for the whole house. Owes most to a laundress who taught wringing without anger. Left the walls to fetch a part for the pump, three towns away. Still keeps one vow: carries no coin after sunset.
Raised at a house so small the pupils sleep in shifts. Arrived with a grandmother who came to mend linen and stayed. Spent the years minding the house goats, who minded nobody. Owes most to an elder who praised once, and they remember the day. Left the walls when the house ran out of money and sent out its best. Still keeps one vow: pays the first price asked, or walks on.
Raised at a house on an island reached at low tide. Arrived after following a pupil home from market. Spent the years stirring a pot that must never catch on the bottom. Owes most to a head of house who taught by losing at board games. Left the walls to meet whoever made the house's one good kettle. Still keeps one vow: takes no second helping.
Raised at a school at a river mouth, half its yard sand by spring. Arrived as a prize pupil lured from another school. Spent the years weeding a bed in which nothing was ever planted. Owes most to an elder whose whole lesson was asking for help. Left the walls on being told they were finished, to general surprise. Still keeps one vow: gives directions only to places they have been.
Raised at a house on a cliff top, with one long rope for a fence. Arrived to prove a brother wrong about lasting a week. Spent the years standing in the rain until they stopped minding it. Owes most to a pupil from far off who taught a second way to count. Left the walls the spring a seed they had planted first flowered. Still keeps one vow: gives directions only to places they have been.
Raised at a house with a hundred clocks, none agreeing. Arrived with a schoolmaster's note saying try this one. Spent the years chopping kindling to one length, checked with a stick. Owes most to a pupil from far off who taught a second way to count. Left the walls after being expelled for laughing in the long silence. Still keeps one vow: does one slow stretch daily, wherever they wake.
Raised at a house on a cliff top, with one long rope for a fence. Arrived with a sack of flour as the fee. Spent the years grinding ink for other people's writing. Owes most to a potter who taught that nothing dries on command. Left the walls when two elders could not agree which way was north. Still keeps one vow: never interrupts.
Raised at a school where each pupil builds their own room. Arrived on the advice of an uncle who had failed there himself. Spent the years binding books they were not yet allowed to read. Owes most to a retired soldier who taught only how to stand down. Left the walls to carry the year's cheese to a sister house, uncut. Still keeps one vow: calls every older stranger teacher, and means it.
Raised at a walled orchard with sleeping huts under the trees. Arrived as the miller's nephew, for one summer only. Spent the years crossing the yard on posts, never on the ground. Owes most to the wall itself, which they climbed to see over. Left the walls on the long walk the house sets every pupil. Still keeps one vow: buys nothing they have not first tried to make.
Raised at a house on a sea wall, salted by every storm. Arrived with a shepherd who had counted one too many at the fold. Spent the years folding forty blankets into forty exact squares. Owes most to a teacher of the staff who never once raised her voice. Left the walls on catching themselves counting the paces to the gate. Still keeps one vow: makes no promise they cannot keep by sundown.
Raised at a house of forty pupils fed from a single pot. Arrived as a young messenger who forgot the message at the door. Spent the years grinding ink for other people's writing. Owes most to a tax assessor who taught counting without wanting. Left the walls because the day was fine and the lesson was indoors. Still keeps one vow: takes no second helping.
Raised at a house in a chalk pit, with white dust on every shelf. Arrived after a shipwreck, a long walk and a wrong turning. Spent the years lettering name tags for every peg, hook and shelf. Owes most to a strict roll-caller who held that late is a decision. Left the walls when two elders could not agree which way was north. Still keeps one vow: carries their own pack, always.
Raised at a house with more goats than pupils. Arrived at three, holding a spoon and refusing to let go. Spent the years patching coats that were mostly patch already. Owes most to a pupil from far off who taught a second way to count. Left the walls after a dog was found under their bed. Still keeps one vow: waits for the slowest walker in any company.
Raised at a mountain school where the clouds come in at the door. Arrived after a shipwreck, a long walk and a wrong turning. Spent the years eating each meal as slowly as the oldest elder. Owes most to a retired soldier who taught only how to stand down. Left the walls when a visiting elder judged the house too comfortable. Still keeps one vow: carries no coin after sunset.
Raised at a hall beside a bell foundry, never quiet. Arrived as the miller's nephew, for one summer only. Spent the years pacing the wall top blindfold, heel to toe. Owes most to the stairs, on the subject of breathing. Left the walls when a stranger arrived who had their laugh. Still keeps one vow: never interrupts.
Raised at a house at a river ferry, with the ferryman's duties. Arrived with a sack of flour as the fee. Spent the years growing beans up every drainpipe the house had. Owes most to a teacher who sawed a leg off every pupil's stool. Left the walls to tell someone outside a joke ten years in the making. Still keeps one vow: pays the first price asked, or walks on.
Raised at a house by a ford, with a row of spare boots. Arrived by following a cat in and not being asked to leave. Spent the years stopping a hand a hair short of a hanging sheet. Owes most to a carter who taught sitting still for a long way. Left the walls to meet whoever made the house's one good kettle. Still keeps one vow: greets the cook before the host.
Raised at a house in a chalk pit, with white dust on every shelf. Arrived as a passer-by with a sprained ankle, for a week. Spent the years reading aloud to the oldest member each evening. Owes most to an old teacher whose only lesson was how to begin. Left the walls after a dog was found under their bed. Still keeps one vow: never makes the first move in a quarrel.
Raised at a hall that was once a playhouse, stage and all. Arrived after a fair, at the back of a line of other children. Spent the years copying the cat, stretch for stretch, each morning. Owes most to a carter who taught sitting still for a long way. Left the walls to invite every old pupil back for one supper. Still keeps one vow: pays the first price asked, or walks on.

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Raised at: all 60 houses

High places 12

a hall beside a waterfall, damp in every season Green walls, dripping eaves and bedding aired on the one dry rock.
a hall on a pass, snowed in from first frost to thaw A doorway dug out like a burrow, with a shovel standing in the drift.
a hilltop house on a road used mostly by sheep A line of pupils in single file between two ewes, all at the same pace.

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High places, continued

a house at the top of a thousand steps A stair going up into cloud and a water carrier resting on a landing.
a house built round one enormous boulder A dining hall with a rock the size of a cart in the middle of it.
a house cut into a quarry face, cool all summer Square windows in raw stone and washing hung across the cutting.
a house on a cliff top, with one long rope for a fence A rope strung post to post along an edge and a pupil walking beside it, hands free.
a house on a crag shared with nesting swifts Dark sickle wings round the eaves and a ladder nobody is allowed to move.
a mountain school where the clouds come in at the door A classroom with mist to the knee and a row of pupils visible from the waist up.
a school built into a cave mouth above two valleys A wide stone mouth, mats laid in rows and weather passing below.
a school on a bare spur where the wind does the sweeping Clean flagstones, a leaning weathercock and coats held shut.
a tower house with one room on each of nine floors A thin tower and a pupil on the stair with a tray, three floors to go.

In a city 12

a city house with an arcaded yard, beside a tannery A quiet arcade round a yard, and every nose in it wrinkled.
a city school whose yard is all one old pear tree A paved square worn hollow and one propped bough across the middle.
a courtyard school behind a busy fish market A calm square of paving with gulls on the wall and shouting beyond it.
a hall beside a bell foundry, never quiet Fingers in ears at certain hours and a schedule built round the din.
a hall over a city gate, shaken by every cart A knothole in the floor and a pupil's eye to it as a cart goes through underneath.
a house between a cooper's yard and a glassblower's A narrow front, a stack of barrels on one side and a glowing doorway on the other.
a house in a disused bathhouse, still tiled Sleeping mats in a dry pool and an echo that needs no bell.
a house whose front door is in its cellar Steps going down from the street to a neat door with a scrubbed sill.
a narrow house on a bridge, one room wide Windows on both sides looking straight down at moving water.
a school above a tea warehouse Chests stacked to the rafters below and an outside stair to a plain door.
a school in an old granary, pigeons included High beams, a shaft of dusty light and droppings swept twice a day.
a school on the roof of a covered market Rows of pupils among chimney pots with awnings flapping below.

By water 12

a hall beside a weir, loud with water Lessons given in gestures. Draw mouths shut and hands busy.
a hall built from the timbers of one wrecked ship Curved beams overhead like ribs and a figurehead in the porch.
a house at a river ferry, with the ferryman's duties A pupil poling a flat boat across, with a cow and two passengers aboard.
a house at the end of a long stone pier One building far out, a single line of walkers and spray on both sides.
a house by a ford, with a row of spare boots Tall boots in every size on pegs under a porch roof.
a house on a sandbar that floods to the doorstep Thresholds a foot high and everything stored on shelves.
a house on a sea wall, salted by every storm White crust on the shutters and a row of coats that never quite dry.
a house on an island reached at low tide A causeway under an inch of sea and shoes carried in one hand.
a school at a river mouth, half its yard sand by spring A tide line of driftwood across a yard and pupils shovelling sand out of a doorway.
a school on a fishing quay, nets drying on its wall Brown mesh hung like curtains and floats piled by the door.
a school on a lake shore, frozen in by midwinter A jetty locked in ice and a path of ash laid across to the far bank.
a school over a mill race, with the wheel under the floor Floorboards that hum, a trapdoor and a slow wheel turning in green water below.

In open country 12

a farm school that takes pupils between harvests Bunks in a barn loft and a blackboard propped on a hay bale.
a garden house in dry country, famous for its shade Vines trained overhead and pools of cool dark on swept earth.
a hall among rice terraces, wet to the ankle Steps of flooded field down a hillside and hems rolled to the knee.
a hall in a forest clearing, roofed with what was cleared A shingled roof in a ring of trunks and one thread of smoke.
a house at a crossroads, with a door for each road A square building, four identical porches and a puzzled carter.
a house in a chalk pit, with white dust on every shelf White walls of rock on three sides and a pupil's dark coat gone pale to the elbows.
a house in a salt desert, white to the horizon Low walls, deep shade and eyes narrowed against the glare.
a house on open heath, a mile from its nearest neighbour A long low roof under a huge sky and a path as straight as a ruled line.
a house with more goats than pupils A goat on the wall, a goat on the roof and one in the lesson.
a school in a row of old lime kilns Round brick chambers, each one a room, with doorways like arches.
a school in a windmill, with classes when it is calm Still sails, a round room and pupils on the curved stair.
a walled orchard with sleeping huts under the trees Small doors among trunks and fruit on every sill.

Odd houses 12

a hall that was once a playhouse, stage and all Sleeping mats in the stalls and exercises done under a painted sky.
a hall with one long table and no chairs Everybody standing to eat, elbows in.
a house of forty pupils fed from a single pot A pot wide enough to bathe in, carried to table on two poles by four pupils.
a house so small the pupils sleep in shifts One figure rising from a mat as another, yawning, lies down on it.
a house three centuries in the building, and not done Scaffolding gone silver with age and a wall that stops at waist height.
a house whose doorways are all different heights Stooping through one doorway and stretching up to the latch of the next.
a house whose well is in the dining hall A stone ring in the floor between the tables and a bucket passed with the salt.
a house with a hundred clocks, none agreeing A wall of dials and a pupil with a winding key and a long day ahead.
a house with no roof over its main hall, by choice Rain falling on a polished floor and nobody remarking on it.
a school in an old customs house, counters and all Lessons across a long counter, with a brass scale used as a paperweight.
a school where each pupil builds their own room A row of rooms, no two alike, and one still only a floor and a doorframe.
a school with an indoor garden and an outdoor library Shelves under an awning in the yard and beans climbing the stair rail.

How this list was compiled: Original list written for Draw This Next, October 2026. Every house was made up for this list: a plain building with one odd feature. None is meant as a real monastery, order, temple, school or lineage, and the words abbey, cloister, temple and shrine were left out. The real words in it were checked on 2026-10-01 against Wikipedia: a weir is a low barrier across a river (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Weir), a lime kiln burns limestone to lime (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lime_kiln), a tannery is where hides are made into leather (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tanning_(leather)), a ford is a shallow place to cross a river (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ford_(crossing)) and a mill race is the channel that carries water to or from a water wheel (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mill_race). The notes on what to draw are our own suggestions. Licence: own work

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Brought as a child 12

as a baby, handed in at the kitchen door with the milk A milk can, a folded blanket and one small fist showing, on a scrubbed step.
as the miller's nephew, for one summer only A small figure dusted white to the eyebrows, years of summers ago.
at three, holding a spoon and refusing to let go The same spoon is on their belt today. Draw it worn thin.

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Brought as a child, continued

in the arms of a midwife who knew someone inside A knock, a nod between old friends and a door held wide.
on the back of an older sister, the real pupil Piggyback through a doorway, already copying what she copies.
on the hip of an aunt who could not stay A woman already turning away in the lane and a toddler set down in a doorway.
over the wall, lifted by a father too shy to knock Two pairs of arms, one reaching up and one letting go.
with a grandmother who came to mend linen and stayed A stout woman with a lap full of linen and a child under the table.
with a luggage label tied to one coat button A small case, a label on a string and a hand held up to knock.
with a sealed note that turned out to be blank A sheet turned every way up by a ring of puzzled elders.
with a shepherd who had counted one too many at the fold A row of sheep at a gate and one small figure in a woolly hat among them.
with a small trunk and a list of things they disliked A solemn child reading the list aloud to a patient cook.

On somebody else's say 12

at the wish of parents who wanted one quiet child Five noisy siblings waving from a wagon and one figure at a door.
by vote of a village that had run out of patience A delegation of adults, hats in hands, all talking at once.
for a month, twelve years ago A calendar scratched on a doorpost, abandoned after the fourth week.
in the care of a captain who found them in the hold A sea chest, a coat stiff with spray and a big hand letting go of a small one.
on a dare from cousins who were then very sorry Three faces at a window, watching the door shut behind a fourth.
on a magistrate's order, instead of a fine A stamped order held out at arm's length by a sulking youth.
on the advice of an uncle who had failed there himself A man at the foot of the path, not coming closer, giving a thumbs up.
on the word of a fortune teller who would say no more A card pressed into a small hand with one address on the back.
to be cured of talking Mouth open mid-sentence in a hall where every other mouth is shut.
to keep a place warm for a cousin who never came Two name pegs side by side and only one coat.
with a sack of flour as the fee A child and a sack of the same height, both set down at the door.
with a schoolmaster's note saying try this one A crumpled note, a firm grip on a collar and a hopeful look.

Came by choice 12

after following a pupil home from market Ten paces behind a figure with a basket, stopping when they stop.
after reading about it on a scrap of wrapping paper A greasy torn page smoothed flat and held up to compare with the door.
at nine, alone, asking for the hardest work A child with a bundle on a stick, chin up, in front of a tall door.
because the wall looked climbable Astride the top of it, one leg each side, surprised to be welcomed.
for the soup, by their own account An empty dish pushed back and a look of having made up their mind.
having walked a month to get there, on purpose Feet in a basin and a map folded so often it has holes at the creases.
looking for somewhere nobody shouted Hands just lowered from ears, listening to the quiet with suspicion.
running from a music lesson A small fiddle case abandoned at a turn in the road.
to learn one thing and leave, they said A bag never fully unpacked, at the foot of a mat, for years.
to prove a brother wrong about lasting a week A brother at the door on the eighth day, come to gloat, and sent home alone.
to sell plums to the house, and stayed to see them eaten An empty basket, a full table and a small seller on the end of the bench.
to settle an argument, and found it took years Sitting cross-legged outside a door through a change of season.

By accident 12

after a fair, at the back of a line of other children Pupils walking home in pairs and one extra at the back, in a brighter coat.
after a shipwreck, a long walk and a wrong turning Clothes dried stiff, a borrowed hat and a look of asking directions.
after their ball went through the dining hall window A cap held in both hands, a rehearsed apology and a pane with one round hole.
asleep in a cart of turnips delivered to the kitchen A cook lifting sacks and finding one of them breathing.
by following a cat in and not being asked to leave A tail vanishing round a corner and a child tiptoeing after it.
by taking the wrong coach and liking where it stopped A ticket for somewhere else, held behind the back.
carrying a lantern for a night visitor, who left by day A small figure on a bench with a burnt-out lantern, swinging both feet in the morning light.
mistaken for somebody expected, and too polite to say Being shown to a room with another name pinned to the door.
off the back of a hay wagon on a sharp bend A child sitting in the road in a puff of chaff, a wagon shrinking and a gate opening.
on a borrowed pony that knew the way better than they did A pony drinking at a trough in the yard and a rider still holding on.
while chasing a kite over the wall String in hand, kite in a tree, and a ring of interested faces.
while hiding from an angry goose, in the first open door A child flat against a door, a goose patrolling outside and an elder looking down, amused.

Older, or oddly 12

as a kitchen hand who kept watching the lessons A face at a serving hatch, copying a stance with a ladle.
as a mason's apprentice mending the wall from inside A trowel, a gap half filled and a decision being made.
as a passer-by with a sprained ankle, for a week A crutch in a corner under a cobweb, and its owner busy in the yard.
as a prize pupil lured from another school Two elders shaking hands coldly over a youth with a trunk.
as a thief, through a window, and was offered tea One leg over a sill and a steaming mug held out from inside.
as a young chimney sweep who came down into a lesson Sooty to the ears in a cold hearth, facing a silent room of sitters.
as a young debt collector, and never collected A ledger used ever since to prop a window open.
as a young messenger who forgot the message at the door Patting every pocket on the doorstep while an elder waits kindly.
as clerk to an inspector sent to close the place down An inkwell left open on a bench and its young owner in the yard with rolled sleeves.
at fifteen, the oldest beginner in the room Knees up round the ears on a bench built for children.
by the back gate, having been turned away at the front A polite refusal at one door and the same face, hopeful, at another.
in disguise, for reasons still unexplained A false beard in a drawer that nobody mentions.

How this list was compiled: Original list written for Draw This Next, October 2026. Each entry is one way through one door, with nothing in it about where the house stands, so it reads with any house on the page. No child here is unwanted for long and nobody is mistreated: every arrival ends with a place at the table. The notes on what to draw are our own suggestions. Licence: own work

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Chores 12

airing the bedding on the first dry day of each week Quilts over every rail and a stick for beating the dust out.
carrying water uphill in two buckets, spilling none A yoke across the shoulders and two full mirrors, level.
chalking the day's tasks on a slate nobody read Neat lettering at dawn, the same slate wiped clean at dusk.

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Chores, continued

chopping kindling to one length, checked with a stick A measuring stick, a block and a pile like a box of pencils.
folding forty blankets into forty exact squares A stack as straight as a wall and one corner being adjusted.
laying every place at table exactly a hand apart A spread hand used as a ruler between two plates, tongue between the teeth.
opening and closing the big door for everyone else A shoulder against heavy timber and a nod for each person through.
polishing one brass doorknob until it showed a face A cloth, a thumb and a small bright reflection frowning back.
scrubbing the long table along the grain, never across A stiff brush, wet knees and a table top worn into ridges like a washboard.
sweeping one courtyard, corner to corner, daily A broom worn to a slant and paving stones dished by years of it.
turning every mattress in the house, weekly, alone A straw mattress on end, twice the pupil's height and about to win.
washing every bowl in the house after every meal Wrinkled fingertips, a tower of bowls and a rack in the sun.

Body and balance 12

balancing a saucer of water on the head in lessons Eyes sliding to follow the teacher without the neck moving.
breathing out for the count of a slow hundred Cheeks hollowed, eyes on a far point, a feather held steady before the lips.
catching falling leaves before they touched the ground One hand out, one leaf an inch above the palm.
copying the cat, stretch for stretch, each morning A cat and a pupil in the same long arch, one of them more convincing.
crossing the yard on posts, never on the ground Wooden stumps of different heights and a foot reaching for the next.
learning to fall without making a sound Halfway to a straw mat, already relaxed.
moving one boulder a hand's width a day A groove in the earth, a long lever and a rock that has crossed the yard.
pacing the wall top blindfold, heel to toe Bare feet on a coping stone and arms held slightly out.
repeating one staff form each dawn A long pole held level at arm's length and breath showing in cold air.
running the roof ridge from end to end and back A small figure against the sky, mid-stride on the peak of a roof.
standing on one leg on a gatepost through breakfast Arms folded, foot tucked up, and porridge going by below.
stopping a hand a hair short of a hanging sheet Fingertips halted, the cloth not even stirring.

Hands and craft 12

binding books they were not yet allowed to read A needle through folded pages, eyes held strictly on the thread.
copying maps by the light of one candle A steady pen, a coastline half traced and wax pooling in a dish.
counting the stores and writing the count down A ledger on a barrel and a finger tapping along a shelf of jars.
grinding ink for other people's writing A black stone, a slow circle of the wrist and stained cuffs.
lettering name tags for every peg, hook and shelf A fine brush, a row of small wooden tags and one held up to dry.
painting the same view from one window each season Four small pictures on a wall, alike except for the weather.
patching coats that were mostly patch already A needle held up to the window and a coat like a quilt.
planing one plank a day until it rang when tapped Curls of wood, a plank held to the ear and a knuckle raised.
sharpening every pen and chisel in the house A whetstone on the knee and a thumb testing an edge.
tuning the house's one instrument, daily, unplayed An ear close to a string and a peg turned by a hair.
turning one spoon a week from the woodpile Shavings to the ankle and a row of spoons, each a little better.
weaving sandals for the whole house A row of straw soles in every size, hung up by their straps.

Stillness and silence 12

counting their own breaths and losing count, daily Fingers ticking against a thumb, then stopping, then starting over.
eating each meal as slowly as the oldest elder A spoon paused halfway and everyone else already finished.
guessing the hour by the light, and checking at dusk Eyes shut in a sunbeam, one finger up, lips shaping a number.
holding one thought from one door to the next Walking a corridor very carefully, as if carrying something full.
keeping silence until the noon bell A finger not quite raised to the lips. It still shows in the pause before they speak.
learning the house rules by heart, then the exceptions Reciting to a doorpost with eyes shut and one finger keeping place.
listening at the wall for a sound described only once Cheek flat to a cold wall, eyes shut, breath held.
sitting still for the first hour of every day Cross-legged at a window as it lightens, hands open on the knees.
standing in the rain until they stopped minding it Hair flat, shoulders down, a faint smile arriving.
waiting at a door until told why they were waiting A stool, a shut door and a shadow that has moved across the floor.
watching one candle burn down without looking away A stub in a holder and two reflected flames in two wide eyes.
watching the same patch of sky for an hour a day Flat on a bench, hands behind the head, under a square of cloud.

Tending 12

baking the day's bread before anyone else woke Floured forearms in the dark and a row of loaves by first light.
feeding the kitchen fire and never letting it out A bed made up beside the hearth and a poker for a pillow mate.
growing beans up every drainpipe the house had Green spirals up the walls and a watering can with a long spout.
keeping the gate cat fed and off the dining table A cat lifted down for the ninth time, without resentment on either side.
minding the house goats, who minded nobody A rope gone slack in one hand and a goat on the wrong side of a fence.
pickling everything the garden gave in its best week Jars to the ceiling and hands that smell of vinegar until spring.
raising the house's one pumpkin, turned a little daily A single enormous pumpkin on a bed of straw and a pupil measuring it with knotted string.
reading aloud to the oldest member each evening A book, a blanketed figure asleep in a chair and the reader carrying on.
stirring a pot that must never catch on the bottom A paddle as long as an oar going round, and a stool to stand on.
tending one small tree in a pot too small for it Scissors the size of a thumbnail and a trunk no thicker than a wrist.
turning the compost heap and keeping it steaming A fork, a steaming pile and a robin waiting on the handle.
weeding a bed in which nothing was ever planted Bare raked soil, a kneeling pad and one tiny green offender.

How this list was compiled: Original list written for Draw This Next, October 2026. Each entry is one plain task done every day until it changed the person doing it: a chore, a drill of balance, a craft, a stillness or something tended. The drills were made up for this list from plain tasks of balance and patience, and nobody is struck in any of them. Real schools also carry water and walk on posts, so one may resemble real training by chance; none is named after, or meant as, the exercise, posture or daily office of a real school, order or faith. The notes on what to draw are our own suggestions. Licence: own work

Owes most to: all 60 teachers

Elders 12

a head of house who taught by losing at board games Tipping over his own piece with a look of great interest.
a strict teacher who said sorry exactly once A stiff back bending very slightly at a doorway.
a teacher of the staff who never once raised her voice A small woman with a long pole, speaking so softly the class leans in.

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Elders, continued

a teacher who gave the same lesson for a year A line scratched on the floor, walked so often it is a groove.
a teacher who sawed a leg off every pupil's stool A row of three-legged stools, each missing a different leg.
a teacher who taught in the dark, to save candles Shapes moving in an unlit hall and a voice saying again.
an elder who answered every question with a chore A raised eyebrow and a broom held out in reply.
an elder who corrected by moving one finger A fingertip nudging an elbow a quarter of an inch.
an elder who praised once, and they remember the day One slow nod. Draw the pupil trying not to grin.
an elder whose whole lesson was asking for help An old hand held out from a doorstep and a pupil taking the weight.
an old teacher whose only lesson was how to begin A hand on a shoulder at a starting line, and then a step back.
the founder's last pupil, passing it on as she recalled it A very old woman showing a stance, pausing and changing her mind.

People of the house 12

a carpenter who taught measuring twice, kindly A pencil behind the ear and a rule laid down a second time.
a cook who held that soup forgives nothing rushed A ladle tasted, a head shaken and the pot moved back to the cool side.
a doorkeeper who taught the polite no A door open exactly a hand's width and a kindly smile in the gap.
a gardener who held that weeds are only eager A seedling lifted on a trowel and moved, not thrown.
a laundress who taught wringing without anger Two people twisting a sheet between them, evenly.
a librarian who taught quiet by example and by glare Spectacles lowered over the top of a very large book.
a mule driver who taught when to stop pulling A loose rope, a planted mule and a man sitting down to wait.
a night watchman who taught the uses of being awake A stool by a gate, a blanket round the shoulders and a clear eye.
a nurse who held that rest is also work A blanket tucked in firmly over a pupil who is trying to get up.
a potter who taught that nothing dries on command A shelf of pale clay shapes and a wet thumb testing one.
a storekeeper who taught that enough is a number A level scoop of grain, swept flat with the edge of a hand.
a strict roll-caller who held that late is a decision A list, a pen held ready and a figure skidding in at the last name.

Other pupils 12

a bunkmate who taught sharing by owning nothing One comb between two heads and no argument about it.
a class clown who showed how to fall and be laughed at Flat on the floor, grinning, one arm up to take applause.
a friend who taught nothing and was simply there Two figures on a step with their backs to the viewer.
a pupil a year ahead who knew every shortcut A whisper behind a hand and a door that is not the main door.
a pupil from far off who taught a second way to count Two pupils side by side, one counting on fingertips, one along the finger joints with a thumb.
a pupil they were set to teach, who taught them back A beginner asking a question that stops the lesson dead.
a pupil who left early and taught them by letter A bundle of letters with drawings of stances in the margins.
a rival who was always exactly one step better Two figures mirrored in a stance, one a fraction lower.
a senior who showed them how to say I do not know A hand going up alone in a full class, and a teacher looking pleased.
a younger pupil who asked why until they knew why A small face looking up and a long pause before the answer.
an older pupil who let them win, once A hand offered to help them up, the day the hand was theirs.
the worst pupil in the house, who never once gave up Last across the yard again, and first out the next morning.

Visitors 12

a carter who taught sitting still for a long way Two on a driving bench, a day's road and not a fidget.
a cartwright who taught that round things need care A wheel on a trestle and a palm run slowly round the rim.
a guest who stayed one night and taught one knot A cord round a bedpost that has held for years.
a mason who held that a wall is mostly waiting A plumb line hanging dead still and a man eating his lunch beside it.
a peddler who taught the weight of a fair price A hand scale with a pebble on one side and a button on the other.
a physician who taught which aches to listen to A thumb pressed between the shoulder blades and a nod.
a retired soldier who taught only how to stand down Shoulders dropped, hands opened and a long breath let go.
a storyteller who taught them where to pause A hand closing in mid-air and a ring of listeners leaning forward.
a tax assessor who taught counting without wanting Coins stacked neatly and pushed back across the table.
a village child who taught them how to play A hoop bowled across a solemn yard and one pupil running after it.
a visiting juggler who taught where to keep the eyes Three apples in the air and a gaze fixed above all of them.
a wandering tinker who taught small corrections A dented pan tapped once, turned and tapped once more.

Not a person 12

a cracked bowl that showed them how to love a flaw A seam of dark glue across pale clay, turned to face outward.
a half-finished wall chart, left for pupils to complete A painted figure that stops at the shoulder, finished below in charcoal by other hands.
a loose flagstone that nobody was allowed to fix A paving stone that rocks underfoot and a pupil balanced on it, arms out, pleased.
a stone step worn by everyone who came before A dip in the middle of a tread and a foot fitted exactly into it.
a winter with frost on the inside of the glass A blanket worn as a cloak and a figure stretching anyway beside a white window.
an empty hour before every meal A long table laid and waiting, and nobody yet allowed to sit.
the grindstone, one blister at a time Palms held up side by side: one new, one like leather.
the house tortoise, by example A tortoise in a patch of sun and a pupil lying beside it at the same speed.
the house's one mirror, visited rarely A small square of glass on a nail and a face examined like a stranger's.
the stairs, on the subject of breathing Hands on knees at a landing, looking up at how many are left.
their own mistakes, written down nightly A thick notebook, thinner at the newer end.
the wall itself, which they climbed to see over Chin on the coping, feet scrabbling, eyes on whatever is out there.

How this list was compiled: Original list written for Draw This Next, October 2026. Each teacher is one person or thing and one lesson, so a second figure can stand in the drawing and the lesson can show in how the monk moves. No teacher is cruel. The teachers and their lessons were made up for this list; titles that belong to a real order or school (abbot, master, sensei, guru) were left out. The notes on what to draw are our own suggestions. Licence: own work

Left the walls: all 60 leavings

Sent on an errand 12

on the long walk the house sets every pupil A dented water flask handed over at a door, the same flask every year.
to bring back a game the house had never played Crouched at the edge of a street game, copying the rules onto a cuff.
to buy lamp oil, and kept walking An empty oil can tied to a pack, many towns past the market.

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Sent on an errand, continued

to carry a letter no messenger would take A sealed packet inside the coat and a hand that keeps checking for it.
to carry the year's cheese to a sister house, uncut A wheel of cheese in a net on the back and a very formal letter.
to fetch a part for the pump, three towns away A sketch of a small brass fitting, shown hopefully to every smith.
to find a new doorkeeper, the old one having retired Watching how strangers hold a door, with great seriousness.
to find out whether the lesson works outside Standing calmly in a crowded market, being jostled.
to invite every old pupil back for one supper A long list of names, about a third of them ticked.
to lead the house mule to its new home, at mule speed A halter, a mule with opinions and a signpost that is not getting any closer.
to put one question to a sister house, face to face Rehearsing the question aloud on an empty road.
to take a jar of honey to the founder's grandchild A jar wrapped in cloth, carried in both hands over every stile.

Trouble at the house 12

after a clerk found the house a century behind on rent A bill as long as a scarf, trailing across the floor.
after bees took the dormitory and would not leave A dark cluster on a rafter and a row of pupils outside with rolled mats.
after the last elder retired and nobody took the chair An empty seat at the head of a table, dusted daily.
the week every elder caught the same cold A row of red noses under blankets and one pupil buttoning a coat at the door.
when a visiting elder judged the house too comfortable Rugs rolled and carried out under a stern eye, and one pupil hugging the last cushion.
when the gable cracked and the house emptied for repairs A gap you could post a letter through and a line of pupils setting out.
when the house ran out of money and sent out its best An empty strongbox and a pupil with a hopeful collecting tin.
when the house split over how to fold a blanket Two camps in one dormitory, each with its stack folded a different way.
when two elders could not agree which way was north Two elders in a yard pointing opposite ways and a pupil sent to find out.
the winter the house was cut off and short of stores A pupil on snowshoes with an empty pack and a long list.
the year the dining hall floor gave way A long table at a slant and plates sliding gently to one end.
the year the gate was taken off for mending An empty gateway, a view nobody inside had seen so squarely and a figure looking at it.

Their own reasons 12

after outgrowing the last sleeping mat Feet and ankles sticking out past the end, and a decision.
because somebody outside called for help, once A dropped rake in a gateway and a figure running down the lane.
because the day was fine and the lesson was indoors One foot over a threshold, face turned up to the sun.
for one day, some time ago now A lunch packed for a single outing, long since eaten.
to find a friend the house had stopped mentioning On tiptoe on a harbour wall, checking every face coming off a boat.
to meet whoever made the house's one good kettle A kettle turned upside down in lamplight and a maker's mark traced with one finger.
to repay a kindness done to them before they came A knot in a cord round the wrist, tied when they were small.
to see what the house looked like from far off One eye shut and the whole house fitted between a raised finger and thumb.
to tell someone outside a joke ten years in the making Leaning in at a stallholder's ear across a heap of onions, already grinning.
to test a vow where it could be broken Walking slowly through a noisy fair, hands clasped behind the back.
to visit a mother they had been writing to for years A stack of envelopes in the same handwriting and an address read once more.
to wear out one pair of shoes on purpose A sole flapping at the toe and a satisfied look back down a long road.

Asked to go 12

after a dog was found under their bed A tail showing below a blanket and a small guilty bark.
after a third midnight raid on the larder A weary elder pointing at the door, not unkindly.
after being expelled for laughing in the long silence Shoulders shaking in a row of still backs, and one snort escaping.
after drawing a better eyebrow on the founder's portrait A solemn painted face with one new, much livelier eyebrow.
after feeding the whole village from the stores Empty shelves, full villagers and no regret at all.
after improving the house porridge without asking A guilty jar of cinnamon and a queue for more.
after sleepwalking out of the gate once too often Bare feet on a road at dawn and a nightshirt, eyes shut.
after teaching the drills to village children A line of small figures on a green, copying a stance with sticks.
after winning an argument with the head of house A neat row of reasons counted off on one hand, and an elder's jaw set.
for a year, sent away to learn to miss it Looking back from the first bend with a surprised expression.
on being told they were finished, to general surprise A bag put into their arms while they are still mid-exercise.
when a bed was needed for someone younger Folding their own blanket and patting the mat for the next one.

Stranger reasons 12

after a dream of the house empty and content Waking with a smile and beginning, quietly, to pack.
because the wall was gone one morning, and back by noon A pupil outside a perfectly solid wall, on the wrong side of it.
the morning every door in the house stood open A corridor of open doorways, one beyond another, ending in sky.
on catching themselves counting the paces to the gate Lips moving, eyes down, a long stride measured across a yard toward a gate.
on finding a packed bag at the foot of the mat A bag nobody admits to packing, with a still-warm loaf on top.
on the day their shadow went ahead without them A shadow already at the gate and its owner hurrying to catch up.
the spring a seed they had planted first flowered One blossom on a thin stem and a pupil taking it as an answer.
through a side door nobody had ever seen open Small hinges shedding rust and a wedge of daylight on the floor.
when a stranger arrived who had their laugh Two people at a gate, startled by the same sound from both of them.
when the house asked a question only the road could answer A slate with one line on it, left where they would find it.
when the oldest elder winked at them, for the first time A row of solemn faces at a long table and one eyelid, at the far end, coming down.
when their name appeared on the leaving board, unsigned Chalk letters in nobody's handwriting.

How this list was compiled: Original list written for Draw This Next, October 2026. Each entry is one reason to walk out of a door that had been home, and none says where the house stands or who taught there, so it reads with any result. Nobody is hurt in any of them: a house may crack, run short of money, catch a cold or fall out over a blanket, and nothing worse. The notes on what to draw are our own suggestions. Licence: own work

One vow: all 60 vows

What they own 12

accepts no gift they could not carry in one hand Weighing a wrapped parcel on a palm and handing it back, smiling.
buys nothing they have not first tried to make A lopsided homemade candle beside the shop's straight ones.
carries no coin after sunset Paying a surprised innkeeper for breakfast the night before.

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What they own, continued

carries one book, and trades it when it is finished Two travellers at a crossroads swapping books, each already on the first page.
empties every pocket before sleep Pockets turned out on a windowsill each evening: a nail, a nut, a ticket.
gives away anything that is admired twice A scarf already half unwound at the second compliment.
leaves found things where the owner will look A dropped rag doll sat upright on a wall top, facing the road.
looks in no mirror Hair parted by guesswork and a smudge nobody has mentioned.
never locks a door they sleep behind A key left hanging on the outside of the door.
owns one coat, and that one patched Patches on patches, the first cloth showing only at one cuff.
parts with one old thing for each new one New sandals on the feet and the old pair held out to a passer-by.
repays any loan before the next sunrise Knocking on a door at dawn with two coins and an apology.

Table and bed 12

drinks water, hot or cold, and nothing else A steaming beaker of plain hot water, held in both hands like a treat.
eats whatever is set down, without comment A brave spoonful and an unreadable face.
eats without talking, however good the company A lively table, six mouths going and one figure chewing calmly, eyes smiling.
never eats while walking Stopped at the roadside with an apple while the company goes on ahead.
peels any fruit in one unbroken ribbon A single curl of apple peel hanging to the floor, and great concentration.
rises at the same hour wherever they are Sitting up in the dark of a strange room, exactly as a rooster draws breath.
rolls up their bed before speaking to anyone A tight cylinder of bedding tied with cord, and only then good morning.
sleeps without a pillow Flat on the back, hands folded, a perfectly good pillow set aside.
takes no second helping A hand laid flat over a plate, politely.
tastes everything before salting anything A hand hovering over the salt, withdrawn, and a first careful mouthful.
washes in cold water whatever the season Breaking the skin of ice in a washbasin with one knuckle.
washes their own dishes, even as a guest Sleeves pushed up at a stranger's sink, the host protesting behind.

What they say 12

calls every older stranger teacher, and means it A deep nod to an astonished old man mending a net.
gives directions only to places they have been A long thoughtful pause at a signpost, then an honest head shake.
makes no promise they cannot keep by sundown One eye on the height of the sun while shaking hands on it.
never asks for anything twice A hand half lifted, then lowered, and a shrug.
never complains of weather, roads or delays Soaked, late and lost, with a serene expression.
never has the last word Lips pressed together and a visible effort.
never interrupts Mouth shut, one finger raised, waiting through a very long story.
never passes on anything they overheard Fingers in both ears in a thin-walled inn.
pays the first price asked, or walks on A stallholder left open-mouthed, haggling at an empty space.
says nothing of a person they would not say to them Turning to include the one being whispered about.
shows what the house taught and never tells it Asked to explain, they stand up and move the furniture back.
sings only when alone A tune cut off mid-note as a door opens.

How they move 12

accepts no ride, however kindly offered On foot beside a cart, keeping pace, talking up to the driver.
carries their own pack, always A porter turned away with thanks and a coin for asking.
crosses every stream by the stones, never the bridge Arms out on a wet stepping stone with a perfectly good bridge alongside.
does one slow stretch daily, wherever they wake A slow stance in a stable yard at first light, hens watching.
never makes the first move in a quarrel Hands open at the sides while somebody else shouts.
raises a hand only to catch, lift or steady A falling jug caught without a glance.
sits and stands straight, even asleep, they claim Dozing bolt upright on a bench, chin level.
steps aside first on any narrow path Backed into a hedge, pack held in, while a boy and six cows squeeze past.
takes every stair one step at a time A steady climb, hand off the rail, while a child passes three steps at a stride.
turns the whole body to face whoever is speaking Turned right round at a market stall toward a small child with something to say.
walks round any field, never across it Three sides of a meadow walked while everyone else's tracks cut the corner.
walks with both hands empty Everything strapped on the back, arms swinging free.

On the road 12

gives up the dry spot to whoever arrives next Shifting out from under an awning into the rain to make room.
goes home by a different road than they came Waving goodbye at a gate, then taking the turning nobody expected.
greets the cook before the host Heading past an outstretched hand toward the kitchen door.
learns the name of every dog they meet Crouched in a lane, being formally introduced.
leaves a full pail at every well for whoever is next A full pail left standing on the rim.
leaves every room as if nobody had been there A smoothed bed, a squared chair and a last look from the door.
looks back exactly once at any place they leave One glance over the shoulder at a gate, already walking.
never sleeps two nights facing the same wall A bed dragged round to a new side of the room, to the host's confusion.
shakes out the mat of any house that shelters them A doormat flapped over a rail at dawn, before the host is up.
waits for the slowest walker in any company Sitting on a milestone, facing back down the road.
walks the last mile of any journey in silence A chatty company nearing a town gate and one walker a few paces behind, lips shut.
warns the next traveller of every bad stretch of road Stopping a stranger at a fork to point back and hold a hand at knee height.

How this list was compiled: Original list written for Draw This Next, October 2026. Each vow is one small limit a person could keep on the road, chosen so that it shows in a drawing: what they own, how they eat and sleep, what they will not say, how they move, how they treat a host. All of them were made up for this list. Vows that mark one real order or faith were left out: food only at set hours, a rule about what goes into a dish, a set habit or bare feet, shaved or uncut hair, a set hour of prayer, a day of rest. The notes on what to draw are our own suggestions. Licence: own work

How it works

This monk backstory generator deals six parts: the closed house that raised them, how they arrived, a daily discipline, a teacher, why they left the walls and the one vow they still keep. Every house is invented.

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A house, not a faith

Monk here means someone raised behind walls under a daily discipline. The houses are made up: a hall over a city gate, a school in a windmill. None is meant as a real order, temple or school, so a result suits any world.

Discipline in the body, vow in the scene

Years of one task leave a mark: a water carrier stands level, an ink grinder has a patient wrist. Draw the third part into the shoulders and hands. The vow shows in a scene instead: a ride refused, a second helping waved away.

Draw the arrival as a small panel beside the adult figure. A milk can or a kite over a wall shows where the calm began.
The teacher gave one lesson. Show it in how the monk stands, not in a speech bubble.
For a group, print 30 and hand them round. Two monks from different houses will disagree about everything.

Questions and answers

What should a monk backstory include?

A place, a routine and a limit. This page deals the house, the arrival, a daily discipline, one teacher with one lesson, a reason for leaving and a vow kept afterward. Six short lines are enough to start a drawing or a character sheet.

Does it follow a tabletop game's monk?

No. The lists name no game, rule book, setting or fighting style, and no result needs a special power. Monk is the plain English word here, so a result fits a fantasy city, a desert road or a modern story.

Is it based on a real religion or martial art?

No. Every house, drill and vow was made up for this page, and vows that belong to a real order or faith were left out on purpose. No list holds a prayer, a scripture or a named fighting art.

Is there any fighting in the results?

No. The drills are about balance, breath and patience: catching a falling leaf, crossing a yard on posts. One vow is never to make the first move in a quarrel. Nobody is struck in any line.