(Minghui.org) I was diagnosed with congenital mental retardation when I was six months old. It was not until I was three-years-old before I could walk and speak. I was very weak and would stumble with every few steps.
It took my family tremendous effort to get me admitted to preschool at nine years of age. I ended up spending the next six years in special education. Those seven years were difficult years but I did manage to learn quite a few Chinese words.
I couldn’t manage my own life for more than 20 years. It was my mother who made sure I was well taken care of.
It was during the spring of 1996 when my parents, my sister, and I started practicing Falun Dafa. Since then, the sadness and gloom in our faces were replaced with joy and peace.
At that time, I was in the grip of some serious stuttering and could barely utter a complete sentence, making studying the Fa rather difficult.
So, my mother devised a plan. She added copying the Fa as part of my cultivation routine.
At the beginning, I didn’t have much concept or understanding about Dafa, but I copied every word in Zhuan Falun with due diligence, for a few hours one day, with my mother at my side, helping and encouraging me.
Slowly, I began to feel and experience tremendous changes. My runny nose stopped running. My lifeless eyes showed signs of life. Although I still stuttered and my speech was still slurred, I began to be able to communicate with my mother and even with fellow practitioners. I didn’t hide behind my mother when I ran into strangers.
A large crop of raw poison boils, some small as peanuts and others large as eggs, suddenly appeared all over my body. When one crop disappeared, another crop would show up. The boils stuck to my clothes. If I moved, they would give me stabbing pain.
I held back my tears and kept reciting the words in Zhuan Falun: “When it’s difficult to endure, you can endure it. When it’s impossible to do, you can do it.” And in Hong Yin:
“Reaching Consummation, obtaining Buddha’s Fruits,Eating bitterness treated as joy.”(“Tempering One’s Heart and Will”)
Slowly, my complexion cleared, my face turned rosy, I became healthy and lively, and I looked like a different person.
My family, friends, and neighbors were amazed. People witnessed the wonder and miracle of Dafa. And all believed that "Falun Dafa is good!" Many got to learn and understand the truth, renounced the Chinese Communist Party and withdrew from its affiliations.
For 19 years, I have copied Zhuan Falun many times. I have also copied other Dafa scriptures. I spend several hours each day on copying Master’s words.
I was like a withering seedling being nurtured by Master’s grace, slowly growing roots, slowly being brought back to vibrant life. I cannot find words to express my gratitude to Master.
In 2011, fellow practitioners suggested that I participate in a large group Fa study. I felt a little overwhelmed.
For so many years, I have only studied the Fa with my mother. I couldn’t quite wrap my mind around this sudden change. Wouldn’t my stammering interfere with others’ Fa study?
My mother and my aunt both encouraged me. For several weeks, they had me join three other small groups. The rest of the time, I would read with my mother.
Practitioners in the small groups were very generous and accommodating. Slowly, my reading improved to the point of being able to keep up with the others.
I soon realized my understanding of the Fa was growing in leaps and bounds. I was able to dissolve myself in the group and feel part of the whole body. Then, I was able to share experiences with practitioners and work on some of the projects within my capability.
I would like to tell all the good people in the world: “Please do not miss the compassion of Falun Dafa, do not miss out on this opportunity of a lifetime!
I want to share a verse I wrote:
A young girl retarded but with abundant blessingsLost in this world but lucky to meet up with DafaBathing in Dafa’s mercy for the past nineteen yearsThoroughly reborn so I can go home with Master
