Some
readers may be aware – have I mentioned it
before? – that my school days were spent in
Yorkshire, England, in the dim and distant days
of the 1970s.
To be honest, I was a bit of a tearaway at
school, my tearing away mainly revolving around
the furtive inhalation of tobacco smoke with my
equally rebellious mates.
I didn’t exactly walk down the corridors with
lit cigarette in hand, but perhaps I might have
done had it not been for one very effective
deterrent – the cane. It was a standard three
strokes on each hand for smoking in school.
The deterrent worked – somehow I never actually
got caned. But the ever-present threat of the
cane was always lurking in the back of my mind.
Parenting skills have came a long way in the
last century, supposedly. Things are far more
“civilized” now, as innocent children are no
longer allowed to be brutalized by authority
figures with sticks.
So how come the offspring of the parents whose
misdemeanors were dealt with by physical means
are now running riot? Is this coincidence?
Perhaps not.
The more modern approach, according to one
school guidebook, is to “increase parental
involvement, suggest one-on-one counseling and
talking to students about why they behaved in
the manner in which they did and what they think
should be done in order to correct that
behavior”.
What complete nonsense. These kids walk out of
their little meeting sniggering, having said all
the right things in terms of “acknowledging
their inappropriate behavior” and carry on as
they did before. I can’t say I blame them – it’s
exactly what I would do if I were a teenager
today.
In all those years of avoiding corporal
punishment, I never actually thought where the
implement itself actually came from. Canes of
all varieties come from the bamboo tree.
Apart from producing instruments to inflict
physical pain on pre-1990s British boys, the
bamboo has an incredible number of uses. No
gardener would be able to survive without a
supply of bamboo canes to support young
saplings, and how else would a panda survive?
I’m no David Attenborough, but isn’t bamboo all
they eat?
And how else would the outside of large Phuket
buildings get repainted without those huge
bamboo poles that are literally tied together?
Bamboo, compared with its relatively low weight,
has to be one of the strongest woods in
existence.
Bamboo exists in hundreds of varieties. There
are a few genera (a technical name for a large
family), but ultimately, they are all officially
types of grass. Some have green and yellow
stripes, but most are green or golden colored.
There’s even a low-growing variety called
Buddha’s Belly, with swollen parts between the
sections that resemble – unsurprisingly – a
generous Buddha’s midriff.
Some of Thailand’s common bamboo varieties tend
to be huge, so in an average-sized garden, the
big ones are probably not a good idea. Even in a
large garden they can be a bit of a pain as they
continually drop leaves. Being near these is
like living autumn every day. But if you have a
garden that big you’d probably pay somebody to
pick up the leaves anyway.
The taller members of the bamboo family can
reach heights of up to 35 meters, but there are
a few smaller types that are a little more
sensible.
These are more dainty, and while they have the
same hollow woody stems, they’re much less
likely to try to take over the garden. There’s
even a miniature type you can grow in a pot and
perch on a windowsill.
Watering is more important for potted bamboo as
it doesn’t like to dry out, but nor does it like
to be soggy. You also need to be careful of the
types of bamboo that don’t adapt well to hot
sun. If in doubt about its sun tolerance, think
back to where it was in the garden center when
you bought it. They’ll have got it right.
When planting very tall and slender bamboo
plants, they may need to be staked initially –
in fact “guyed” is probably a better term. This
will prevent wind from uprooting them or
damaging newly-formed roots. Tall bamboo plants
are best guyed with a rope tied about half way
up, to short stakes on three or four sides of
the plant.
Newly planted bamboo needs frequent and liberal
watering, probably daily in the Phuket climate
initially. Once it has reached the desired size,
it can survive with much less irrigation, but
until then you need to be generous. Lack of
sufficient water, especially during hot or windy
weather, is the leading cause of failure or poor
growth in new bamboo.
Don’t go mad though, as watering newly planted
bamboo for longer than a few minutes can cause
excess leaf drop. Well-established bamboo is
tolerant of flooding, but newly planted
specimens can suffer from too much as well as
too little water.
All it basically needs is a bit of shade,
reasonably rich soil, and plenty of humidity. So
as long as you don’t plant it in sand with no
respite from the sun, it will be content.
You may be unaware of this, but the bamboo does
intermittently produce flowers. These are
nothing special, being rather insignificant and
half-hidden among the foliage. They’re probably
produced out of boredom – how interesting can it
be being a bamboo?
There’s even a species of bamboo that flowers
once every 48 years – in India’s Mizoram state.
The wild bamboo unique to the region blooms in
unison and after fruiting the plants all die.
Weird.
The bamboo that I grew up living in fear of is
much less mysterious – it did the job very
effectively. But now that political correctness
has firmly taken hold of British education, the
traditional cane is not required. Maybe somebody
can come up with an alternative “behavior
modification device” that doesn’t involve quiet
little chats. Or perhaps not. Thwack.