(Minghui.org) I am a young practitioner, born in 1998. My mother told me that after I was born, the light in the bedroom and the one in the living room, which had been off, both suddenly came on. My mother got the point, “This is a child who came to obtain the Fa, which is Master's compassionate arrangement.” My mother also told me that when I was about to talk, the only word I was able to say was “Master.” When I was four, I was able to recite many poems from Hong Yin, and I could do the exercises and send forth righteous thoughts. I often went with her to hand out booklets. In kindergarten, I sang many songs composed by Dafa practitioners.
Mom Calls Me a Young Practitioner
I am now 14 years old. My mother said that many miracles occurred during my childhood, and Master protected me all the way. This is the first time I have submitted an article to the Minghui website, and I am very happy about that. I would also like to take this opportunity to thank Master. Thank you, Master!
Mom was very sad when the Chinese Communist Party (CCP) and Jiang Zemin launched the brutal persecution of Falun Gong and spread many lies defaming Falun Gong and Master. In order to have the right to practice, mom went to appeal in Beijing twice, for which the CCP illegally sentenced her to an eight-year prison term. Therefore, I grew up with my father, who was a non-practitioner.
My father believed what the government said about Falun Gong and started to hate my mother. Moreover, he taught me many bad things. He said she was kicked out of our home while she was suffering persecution. Due to my father's hateful education, I rarely thought of Master and disliked my mother. I didn't want my classmates and friends to know that my mother was in prison for practicing Falun Gong.
My mother was released in January 2008, when I was 10 years old. She knocked at the door, but I refused to answer it. Although I already knew that she would come back on that day, I didn't want to recognize her. She didn't come in until my father opened the door for her. The next day, she said to me, “Xinyu, go with me to your grandma's home to celebrate Chinese New Year.” I replied heartlessly, “No! You are not my mom!” She felt very sad and helpless. She could not persuade me and had to go back to where she had been living.
One day near the Chinese New Year, it was very cold and mom came again. She said that she would like to celebrate the New Year in our home. I didn't say a word to her. “She is not my mother.” I said to myself. My father and I slept comfortably at night in bed while my mother had to sleep on the floor, which was as freezing cold as my heart. She didn't care too much about it however. I feel very ashamed whenever I think of it.
In order to save my father and me, she tried to talk to him and me no matter how badly we treated her. Moreover, she bought a DVD player using her saved money. She often played DVDs which told us the facts about Falun Gong. She also had us read the booklets and told us about the truth and beauty of Falun Dafa.
My mother clarified the truth to us for a year. I read Zhuan Falun, Hong Yin, and other materials, which allowed me to learn about the beauty of Dafa. I became aware of why Dafa practitioners were persecuted and the nature of the CCP. I subsequently felt that Master and Dafa were very admirable. The feeling of sympathy for my mother came immediately from my heart. I decided that I would like to start cultivation practice again with my mother.
My father was afraid that after learning the truth, I would leave him. Thus he no longer allowed me to talk to my mother. She was not welcome to come to our home. He also threatened her. Moreover, he often went to the residential committee in our community to spread slander. He went to my school and said that I was also practicing Falun Gong, which embarrassed me, insulted me, and isolated me from my teachers and classmates. My teacher even cursed me, “You should be the one in prison.” “You become insane after practicing Falun Gong.” “You will commit self-immolation, won't you?”
Although my father and my school started to insult my mother and me, my belief in Dafa could not be altered. I already knew the truth about the self-immolation in Tiananmen Square, and that it was staged by the communist regime to defame Falun Gong. My mother is awesome because practicing Dafa is the best choice she could make in life. In the meantime, I understand that the wicked Party has the nature of lying, corruption, and violence. At that point, whenever I saw something related to the Party, I would send forth righteous thoughts to eliminate the evil. When I found truth-clarification booklets thrown away by passersby who did not know the truth, I picked them up, cleaned them off, and put them in a nice place, so that people with predestined relationships could find them.
Although I often talked with my mother, I didn't study the Fa and do the exercises very often, which made my xinxing level not improve much. I still had bad habits like being gluttonous, lazy, watching TV for too long, and not being focused while studying. My mother said to me, “You came for Dafa and should assimilate to the principles of Dafa. Be a young disciple of Master. It is very dangerous for a human's moral standard to decline to such an extent. You should not be like this any longer.” Those words touched my heart. I felt so sad that I cried. I am eager to cultivate in Dafa! I realized that I shouldn't let my father spoil me.
In the Winter of 2008, my father agreed that I could live with my mother for a few days when she requested it. Her home was very simple, but it was neat and peaceful. I eagerly studied Master's lectures and DVDs. One day, when I saw that many young practitioners were able to do the exercises freely overseas, I cried, thinking of the fact that my path of cultivation practice was full of obstacles and that I would have to go back to live with my father. Mom said, “You are also very lucky since you are also one of Master's young practitioners, although you are in an environment that is different from theirs.” I asked, “Mom, why can't I live with you? Do I still have to live like before?” “No,” she replied immediately, “When it's time, Master will arrange everything.” Her words made me calm down. I was looking forward to that day.
Suddenly there came a knock at the door. When my mother opened the door, I saw my father and another stranger. He shouted angrily at my mother, “I know that you will ask our child to practice Falun Gong while you are with her. I will report you!” He then dragged me downstairs.
When I returned home, my father tried to persuade me using money. However, I cried and said, “I want nothing but mom!” He threatened me, “If you want to live with your mother, you have to get permission from the police station and your school.” I said to myself, “I should not cause my mother to be tortured again. I should be concerned for her safety. Neither can I do something that will be shameful for a practitioner. I should let go of myself.”
In late January 2011, our home was burned down by fire. Dad was injured and had to stay in the hospital. My mother wasn't responsible for taking care of my father, however out of compassion, she cooked for him and washed clothes for him, and she took care of me as well, which earned her many credits among the neighbors.
My mother decided to talk to my father about the possibly of taking me to live with her. However, he again threatened her that he would call the police if she did so. This time she didn't step back. She told me that it was time to tell people the truth. That night she wrote letters to the police stations. Her righteous behavior touched my heart. I said to myself, “It's time. Great compassionate Master will save me.” I also wrote a letter and told them, “I would like to stay with my mother and be a good person, living according to the principles of Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance. I will also study hard and hope that they will not stop me from doing that.”
The next day, my mother mailed those letters. On the third day, we got permission. With Master's protection, my mother took me back home in front of dad and other personnel. In that way, I started to practice cultivation again.
After my mother took me back home, she did not give up on saving my father. In fact, he already knew that Falun Gong was good. It was just that he dared not face the persecution. This time, being touched by my mother's compassionate words, he apologized to her for what he had done to her and all the disrespectful things he had done against Dafa. Moreover, he claimed that he would support Dafa and be nice to my mother and me. Master is so compassionate. When my father had the heart to repent, his illnesses disappeared miraculously. Our home has begun to look like new. I really thank Master for all he has done!
After practicing Dafa for a few months, many people said that I became taller and more attractive. Moreover, my academic record improved a lot. I know that all this was given by Master. What I have experienced gives me a deeper understanding of what Master said,
“When one’s Buddha-nature emerges, it will shake ‘the world of ten directions.’” Whoever sees it will come to give a hand and help this person out unconditionally.” (Zhuan Falun)
I don't feel sad at all now because I am practicing Dafa with dignity. I have Master, and I am the luckiest person in the world since I am a young Dafa practitioner!
I will study the Fa more and improve my xinxing standard. I will also cooperate with my mother to do the three things well. In the meantime, I will use the fact that I both do well in my studies and am a diligent practitioner to thank Master and validate Dafa. Thank you, Master! Thank you, fellow practitioners!
