(Minghui.org) My name is Haode. I am 11 years old. Growing up, I lived with my stepmother and grandparents on my father's side. I was sent to my mother after my stepmother had her own son. My life then completely changed, because grandparents on my mother's side are Falun Dafa practitioners.
I was fortunate to become a Dafa practitioner. Although I haven't really done the three things well, Master still looks after me and I have experienced many miracles.
Master Was Already Taking Care of Me
When I first came to live with my mother, I saw my grandfather take a book out from a desk. I was surprised to see that the book was shining. I said, “This book must be precious; it is very shiny. You should handle it carefully.”
My grandfather said, “This precious book is Zhuan Falun, and we read it daily.” As I opened the book and saw Master's picture, I was even more surprised. I said, “I know this Buddha.” I recalled my previous dreams.
In one dream, Master came to me. He asked me to stand on a lotus flower and took me to the heavens. It was very wonderful in the heavens. There were many Buddhas wearing yellow kasayas and doing meditation. I was very excited to see Master again and kowtowed nine times to Master. I also saw a round thing circling on our ceiling. My grandfather told me it was a Falun.
I saw Master's fashen sit on the wall opposite our dining table when we had dinner. I told my grandmother to give the first bowl of food to Master.
I understood that Master had looked after me for a long time. He had arranged for me to go back to my mother so that I could learn the practice.
Everything Has Come for the Fa
Whenever I see cats, dogs or birds, I tell them, “Please remember that Falun Dafa is good and Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good. I hope you have a good future!”
Once, I saw an earthworm crawling on the road. I put it in the grass so it wouldn't be squashed by people walking by.
One day, on my way home, I saw a bird sitting on a tree. I told it, “Please remember that Falun Dafa is good and Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good.” It then flew to my shoulder. I told it, “Tell it to your friends, too, so that all of you have a good future.” A group of birds then flew over to me. I said, “Please remember it and go back.” They all flew away upon hearing that.
All beings in the universe have come for the Fa. We should not only save people, but also treat all beings with compassion.
Master is Taking Care of Us at Every Moment
Once, my mother and I were eating in a restaurant. A big chunk of squid got stuck in my throat. I could not swallow it, nor spit it out. My face turned red and my nose bled. I immediately thought in my heart, "Falun Dafa is good." The squid was swallowed suddenly. I really thank Master for saving me.
Once, my friends and I were joking around at school. A classmate bumped into me, and I fell down. My head hit the concrete floor, and I lost consciousness. After I regained consciousness, my first thought was, “I am okay. I am a Dafa practitioner.”
My teacher was very nervous and wanted to send me to the hospital. I said, “I am fine. I just need to rest.” After class, all of my uncomfortable symptoms disappeared. If it had happened to any of my other classmates, they most likely would have had a concussion. Master was protecting me.
The Red Flag Was Ripped, Speakers Muted
Every morning my school organizes an assembly to raise the evil communist red flag. One day, halfway through the process, I saw that the flag looked wrongly triumphant in the breeze. I sent forth righteous thoughts pointed at the flag, saying “Mie” (eliminate).
The flag wrapped around the pole, but spread out again after a while. I said “Mie” again, and it rolled around the pole again. It could not be raised or lowered. The student who was pulling the rope pulled hard and tore the flag. The teacher then had to announce the end of the assembly.
Once, the assembly was held in a classroom due to bad weather. The speakers loudly played the “national anthem” of the Communist Party. I sent forth righteous thoughts, wishing to silence the speakers. The speakers seemed to understand and suddenly muted. The teacher went to the broadcasting room to ask about it; the broadcaster said it was strange because the volume of the speakers was set to the maximum, but there was no sound.
Another time, the school invited a war veteran, who was a Communist Party member, to read propaganda. The speakers were so loud that even the surrounding neighborhood could hear it. I thought it was harming people, so I sent forth righteous thoughts for 15 minutes. The speakers stopped working. The school had to announce the cancellation of the session. Dafa demonstrated its wonderful power again.
