Grandmother once told me that adults call people like him ‘Bo Tree’, I knew what she meant. Most every temple I had ever gone to had huge Bo trees. They looked like gigantic umbrellas with their long branches radiating in every direction like the bamboo ribs that hold up paper umbrellas, only the masses of intense green leaves were much thicker than the paper. If you stand right underneath a Bo tree, you are sheltered from the รนท as well as the rain.