My Fairytale-Like Childhood

(Clearwisdom.net)

I first met Teacher when I was just 6 or 7 years old. It was a day in 1986. I was playing by myself in front of my grandmother's house. Teacher came. He appeared out of nowhere from the sky. I asked innocently, "Who are you?" Teacher said, "I am Master Li."

I was quite shy at that age, but I did not have the slightest feeling of shyness when I saw Teacher. He held my hand and lifted me up. He hugged me close in his arms. I now recall that Teacher was around 38 or 39 years old back then.

Around suppertime I said to Teacher, "It is my dinner time." Teacher said, "Then I will have to go now." I asked, "Are you going home for supper?" Teacher replied, "Yes, indeed."

The next morning Teacher came again. He never came at a fixed time, nor did he leave based on a certain schedule.

One day Teacher did not come. I was inside the house when a fortuneteller showed up in the courtyard. My grandmother asked the fortuneteller to predict my future. He told me when my grandmother wasn't around, "You will meet a noble man in 1999. You will become a cultivator." I questioned him, "How come you do not cultivate?" He sighed, "I hope I will still be alive then." He never showed up again.

One day a young man of about 22 or 23 years old came and asked me, "Would you like to learn martial arts from me?" I went back into the house and asked my grandmother for permission. She was very firm, "No." I went back outside and told him, "My grandmother did not give me permission." While that young man was still trying to say something, Teacher arrived. Teacher simply pointed at the young man with his finger and the young man was ashamed and left with his head tucked low.

Another time there was an old man holding a wooden stick, also asking for me. Again, he left the same way at the end. Yet one more time I met Teacher when I was just 11 years old. I was riding on a train on my way to grandmother's place. I saw Teacher and three other people walking towards me from one end of the train car. Teacher was very happy seeing me on the train and he smiled at me all the way. When he reached the other end of the car he waved at me to follow him. I smiled at him while shaking my head because as time had passed by, I could no longer remember him as my Teacher. Still smiling, Teacher turned around and went to the next train car.

Finally one day, I went to a place where Teacher was imparting the Fa. Teacher was talking with some Dafa practitioners outside the auditorium. Upon seeing me Teacher bent down and touched my head, "Do you still recognize me?"

Teacher said in his book Falun Dafa Explication, "There are many people who saw me before studying the Great Law. Some have known me many years before, dozens of years before, many also saw me in dreams, and some were told by the fortune-tellers many years ago. These are the reflections from the different time and space."

I realized that if someone were destined to obtain the Fa and to validate the Fa, Teacher would have started looking after him very early on.

Even if I exhausted all human descriptions, I would never be able to describe the kindness shown to me by my great Teacher. I could never repay it with the rest of my life, so the only thing I can do is to strive for excellence in my cultivation and attain Consummation soon.