to know your sun will set is wisdom

Yakov wears a beret

Max Dart can rectify pretending to break his leg but not dying young.

clearing in the woods to make way for the Spartan Race

Marquis Hou gets to know the maid as she irons

whirling banners mark the trail of the Spartan race

rapid increase of movement in Max Dart’s bowels

Max doubts that ice will congeal the blood of Yakov’s spear wound.

dusty family tomb

armed with darts under a banner to form a tribe

banner for the Dart tribe

Hand in hand, they get close to each other at the Dart family tomb.

darts and beans are short things

mingling father eats bites at cocktail party OR whatever you bite off mingles in your mouth

Take a bite of tasty looking lei and spurt it out.

sparse vegetation along the trail of the Spartan race that ends at the bridge

monument to the Darts is the Dart family tomb

giant square with a picture of a dart on it shows the Dart family the way

Max Dart’s idiotic sick note

flowers on vegetables are sparse

put hood up when climbing thorn trees

Yakov stumbled in the field behind the chapel during his Spartan race.

A Hawaiian lei made of plants and shells.

A sneeze causes Yakov to stumble as he gets to the field behind the chapel.

likes to pretend to be dead, have a broken leg

Max Dart's Uncle Hou (the marquis) has a pet monkey. OR "The Marquis and His Monkeys" (Adapted from Aesop) A marquis had some monkeys trained to dance. Being naturally great mimics of men's actions, they showed themselves most apt pupils. When arrayed in their rich clothes and masks, they danced as well as any of the courtiers. The spectacle was often repeated with great applause, till on one occasion a courtier, bent on mischief, took from his pocket a handful of nuts, and threw them upon the stage. The monkeys, at the sight of the nuts, forgot their dancing and became as indeed they were—monkeys instead of actors. Pulling off their masks and tearing their robes, they fought with one another for the nuts. The dancing spectacle thus came to an end, amidst the laughter and ridicule of the audience. Moral: Marquises might be monkeys underneath their finery, and so might we.

Mrs. Dart is on the Committee for the Vertically Challenged (Max Dart)

Jenna sighs at the family tomb

Max Dart sits on the side and doubts his friend needs a spear to train for the Spartan Race.

“A boy named Max Dart lies on his bed throwing darts at a ceiling target with a “大” in the center." (Max Dart)

younger sister, always being told “not yet”

younger sister, named Mae, is not yet a woman

older sister, named Jenna, has her shelf of books you can’t touch

fathers disguised as top hats mingling at a party

every mother needs a nap

"Old marquis has waited for years." (Max Dart)

alternatively: 亻 + 丨 + ユ + 矢 persona with a stick + iron + dart, an old person hears an intruder and waits holding an iron and a dart

a know-it-all: you want to throw darts at his mouth

buy a beret displayed on a bust at a pawn shop

"Green Berets (and Yakov) run Spartan Races." (Max Dart)

ten times the profit when you sell what you buy

as in “a lap around the track” (think of a week, also, as a lap)

At the end of the lap you throw down your hoodie on the soil and throw up, the same if you’ve had a hard week.

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get enough protein (eggs & insects) before a Spartan Race

big box physician, throw a dart at the list

"Max Dart wants to be a doctor." (Max Dart)

alternatively: 匚 + 𠂉 + 大 box + lying down + large, boxy office, with a patient lying down and big doctor helping him

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