(Clearwisdom.net) I am a 15-year-old practitioner currently attending high school. In 1998, my mother had the good fortune to learn Falun Dafa, back when I was in second grade. Every day she read the Fa aloud so that my brother and I could listen. We could almost recite Zhuan Falun. This continued until I was in the fifth grade, when I had truly become a young disciple.
After learning the Fa, I began to steadfastly cultivate. My grades improved steadily as well. I know this is because Dafa made me wiser. In the past few years my mother's steadfastness in her belief in Dafa has greatly motivated me. Every day she wakes early and goes to bed late, diligently doing the three things Master has asked of us. Mother always liked to clarify the truth face to face. When she talked, others accepted what she had to say. Mother has not only saved countless sentient beings in the past few years, but the people in and around our neighborhood have become friendlier and more compassionate as well.
In 2003, when I enrolled in middle school, mother went to clarify the truth to the principal, leaving behind two CDs containing different truth-clarifying content. Since then, the school has never attempted to portray Dafa negatively or attack it. Mother also clarified the truth to the teachers she knew, one by one.
According to Mother, since the introduction of the Nine Commentaries on the Communist Party, more than 30,000 people in our little town alone have resigned from the Chinese Communist Party (CCP), but the least number of resignations came from my school. Mother was very worried and kept searching for a way to save more sentient beings. Within two days, she learned that the school would be holding parent-teacher conferences. She was very happy to hear this, for she knew that Master was giving us an opportunity.
On the day of the conference, Mother arrived at school very early, having decided that she was going to talk to each teacher individually. Teachers from every department were very pleased with me. She said that it was due to Falun Dafa. That day, the first person my mother talked to was my history teacher. Mother explained that she believed in the principles of "Truth, Compassion, Forbearance," and that she practiced Falun Dafa. She then attributed my success in school to the fact that I was also a practitioner of Falun Dafa. The teacher listened without any objections.
In her explanations, Mother began with the shortcomings of the current education system. She explained that character was the key element to improving academic performance. She went on from talking about Jesus to the "June 4th Massacre" (1989) to Falun Gong, from the persecution going on in China to Dafa's spread overseas. Soon there were more and more teachers and students gathering around my mother, asking questions. Mother answered them brilliantly, fully winning over all those present. At the same time, she hinted to me to send forth righteous thoughts and request Master's strengthening.
Upon leaving the school, many parents also agreed to resign from the CCP, and Mother gave every teacher the address to a Dafa website.
Afterwards, to my surprise, all of my teachers became even friendlier toward me, especially my history teacher, who began to criticize the state of human rights in China while approving of the U.S.'s record on the same subject. This would have never happened before, because the textbooks always depicted the U.S. government as an authoritarian regime that oppresses its people. The textbooks also positively portray the state of human rights in China and how people have civil liberties here. This was a very big change. I originally believed the teachers would start ignoring me, but now I realize how unrighteous my thoughts were. Taken more seriously, it would have amounted to doubting Master and the Fa.
From then on, Mother has helped me every day in sending forth righteous thoughts and encouraging me to tell my friends about resigning from the CCP organizations. I began to explain things to some classmates, and I realized that I must make a breakthrough. If my teachers can accept these things despite having been so thoroughly poisoned by propaganda, why not my fellow students? If I don't save them, how could I still consider myself a Dafa disciple? Therefore, I began to explain things to them one by one. With my encouragement, the entire class resigned from the Communist Youth League. Two other classes did the same. I was very pleased, for that was more than 100 people I helped save.
Mother then reminded me that Master is the one performing the great deeds and giving the mighty virtue to us. Therefore we should never become complacent. The school has over a thousand people, how is a hundred or so enough? I must continue to put my efforts toward doing the three things and letting my friends escape from the CCP.
I thank Master for giving me Dafa, and I also thank him for giving me a mother with such faith in Master and Dafa, and diligence in cultivation.
Because I am writing this in a hurry, and because of my rather shallow understanding of Dafa, I hope that fellow practitioners can kindly correct me anywhere I am wrong.
