(Clearwisdom.net) My name is Hanhan. I am ten years old, and I have been cultivating for ten years. My mother was sent to a forced labor camp for a year because she practices Falun Gong. When she was five months pregnant with me, she was again taken by the police. Our Falun Dafa books at home were also taken. My mother did not cooperate with the police, and she walked out of the police station with righteous thoughts. Before the persecution, I understand that our family had a very good income. But since then we have been living in destitution, moving around often to avoid further persecution, and to avoid questioning from neighborhood committees and police stations. Despite this, my mother still brings me along to distribute truth-clarifying materials door to door every day.
When my mother was giving birth to me, the doctor said that the umbilical cord was caught around my neck and because she was older, she needed to have a C-section. My mother thought, “There's no problem—we have Master looking after us.” As a result, I had a natural birth. She said I understood language as soon as I was born. When I cried, she told me not to cry and I stopped crying. When I knew how to crawl, if she told me not to crawl, I stopped right away.
I have been studying the Fa with my mother ever since I was little. The Fa is rooted in my heart. I know that I came for the Fa, and that it was not easy to obtain it. I have never taken medicine and I am very healthy.
I have experienced tests of illness karma. One time when I was three years old, I had a toothache. It was so painful that my head was sweating and I rolled around on the bed. My father did not practice Dafa, so he couldn’t bear to see me like that. He went out to get medicine for me. My mother told me, “Hanhan, you are a little Dafa disciple. You decide what to do.” I told Master, “Master, if this is karma, I will bear it. If it is persecution, I cannot acknowledge it.” When my father came home with the medicine, my tooth no longer hurt. Even he said that it was incredible.
Another time when I was six years old, I had a high fever and the thermometer reached to the top. I also vomited yellow liquid nonstop. I didn’t eat or drink for three days. My mother and my two aunts sent forth righteous thoughts for me, but I didn’t get any better. Then an aunt reminded my mother to look inward to see if there was a loophole the evil was taking advantage of. My mom then realized that she had been holding onto a thought for a long time, “Even if the old forces persecute my child, I will still cultivate in Dafa.” This in fact acknowledged the old forces and left an excuse for persecution. Once she found the reason, my fever came down and I stopped vomiting. My father thought it was unimaginable that I suddenly got better after not eating or drinking for three days. After seeing the amazing things that happened to me, my father approved of Dafa, and so did my grandfather and grandmother after they heard about what had happened to me.
I am the second child in the family. Because I didn’t have a formal residence, I started school late. I didn’t attend kindergarten or preschool, so I didn’t know many things other children my age had learned. When I registered for elementary school, the teacher asked me, “What is 3+2?” I didn’t know the answer. The teacher also asked me some Pinyin questions which I didn’t know. Since I could not answer such simple questions at my age, the school principal suspected that I was mentally handicapped.
During the first semester of first grade, I couldn’t keep up with schoolwork. My mother realized that in order to conform to everyday people’s society, a student needs to study well, and that this is also part of validating the Fa. She started to help me with schoolwork after we studied the Fa every day. In fact, she didn’t know much of the material either; she was learning as she was teaching me. After half a year, my grades steadily improved. The teachers at school thought I had attended a special tutoring class or had a tutor. In fact, it was Dafa that helped me to do better at school.
At school, the teacher likes me and thinks that I am different from other children because I am more sensible. When it was time to join the Young Pioneers, I decided not to join. The teacher told everyone in class to submit three yuan to buy the red scarf and arm badge. Mother thought that she needed to clarify the truth to the teacher, so she went to the school and told her about all the campaigns started by the Chinese Communist Party and the movement to quit the CCP and its affiliated organizations, then she gave her a CD explaining the facts about Falun Gong. The teacher understood and agreed that I did not need to join the Young Pioneers. I am the only one in our class who doesn’t wear the red scarf. I have a wish that all my classmates will understand the truth about Dafa. I need to save them.
My grades are now very good, and my essays are often used as examples in class. The teacher says that my essays have good logic to them. I also know how to write poetry and I am good at drawing. My classmates like being around me. When we had storytelling time in class, I walked up to the front of class and told everyone the story of how “Han Xin endured the humiliation of crawling between someone’s legs”. It is the story about a heart of great forbearance.
Because I study the Fa consistently, I know the conflicts I see are opportunities to improve my xinxing. I don’t fight for things like others do, I just allow nature to take its course. When the teacher assigns seats, I let others pick first. When we moved to a new building, the teacher did not want to use a blackboard eraser. Instead he asked the students to take turns and wipe the board with wet rags. In the winter, the water is very cold, so my mom bought a blackboard eraser for me to use. I told her that I was passing a test and eliminating karma, and that it would not be an issue later on. As it turned out, the teacher told me that I didn’t need to clean the blackboard soon after.
In class, I always raise my hand when the teacher asks a question if I know the answer. It is not for getting a chance to answer the question, but to let the teacher know that I know the answer so that she won’t worry. During exams, I don’t think about what grades I want to get. But I do think that I should not let others discredit Dafa because of my grades. One time, I didn’t do well and got less than 90% on a test. I was very upset. My mother told me, “That’s okay, do better next time.” I thought about it and realized, “Yes, this should not move my heart. I just need to do better next time.”
My father experienced a life and death situation that was a real test for my mother and I. His family had a history of strokes going back three generations. One time, he started to vomit and looked very unwell. I said, “Don’t go to the hospital, let's just read the Fa to him.” My mother said, “He does not cultivate or study the Fa. He is different from cultivators. He needs to go to the hospital to relieve his symptoms.” So we took my father to the hospital. After an exam, the doctor said that his central nervous system was weak, and his blood sugar level was very high. He was in critical condition and he needed to be treated right away. But our family did not have a way to pay for all the expensive medical costs. My mother said, “A Dafa disciple’s family is also being taken care of by Master. No one can persecute them. Let’s go home.” The doctor at the hospital had an ambulance take us home, because he was concerned that my father could get worse at any moment.
Once we got home, everyone in the family started studying the Fa together. A few days later, my father’s complexion improved and he recovered rapidly. Soon enough, he was all well. Later, when he met some of his former classmates, my father told them about his experience of total recovery from a serious illness through practicing Falun Gong. His classmates were very interested and they even asked to borrow Zhuan Falun.
Children today like to eat fast food and wear pretty clothes and play with fun toys. I do not envy them. I know that Dafa is the most precious. I have Master and I am so fortunate.
