Young Dafa Disciple Becomes the Backbone of Technology for Repairing Printers

(Minghui.org) I was truly excited when I started practicing Falun Dafa in 1997, and Dafa is truly wonderful. I borrowed a Sony video player from a practitioner and played the Dafa video at my home for my husband and neighbors. My son was 11 years old at the time, and in fourth grade.

When my son came home from school one day, he said to me, “Mother, Master removed my showing off mentality.” I was shocked. How does he know about cultivation? I hadn't yet started cultivating myself. I borrowed the video player with the intention of letting his father watch it, hoping to improve his irritable temperament. When did my son watch it? How did I not notice?

Another day, my son came home from school and said to me: “Mother, Master helped me go through a life-and-death test. During my physical education class, a classmate threw a discus, and it went past my ear. I tilted my head, and the discus only caught my ear. It scared all of our classmates and teachers, but I wasn’t afraid at all. I knew Master was protecting me, so there was nothing to fear.” I was speechless, deeply rejoicing in my son’s righteous thoughts, and at the same time, thanking Master sincerely!

Then, another time, my son didn’t come home from school on time. It was almost dark when he finally returned. I asked him why he was back so late, he told me that it was his group’s turn for cleaning duty. I told him, “You’ve had cleaning duty before, and it never made you come back this late.” He explained, “Today, I was the only one cleaning.” Each group is supposed to have five or six students, how come he was the only one cleaning? “They didn’t do it,” he responded. “They just watched me.” I asked if he told the teacher, he said, “Isn’t it about Truthfulness, Compassion, and Forbearance? So, I endured it.” I felt immediately ashamed and utterly embarrassed.

After the persecution of Falun Dafa began in 1999, I was incarcerated for four years. When I returned home, my son said, “If it wasn’t for having Master and Dafa in my heart, one would collapse under such immense pressure. The entire society, from family to outsiders, were saying bad things about you, Mom. They said you were bad, heartless, not affectionate to your son, and neglectful of the family...” During those years, he remained quiet, silently persevering in his belief.

There was a lack of truth-clarification materials in our area, so I set up a materials production site at home. Other practitioners provided strong support, bringing me computers, printers, and printing suppliers, as well as teaching me step by step. However, the printers I received were old, and coupled with my insufficient righteous thoughts, they often malfunctioned. Despite the full effort of technical practitioners, I was embarrassed to keep bothering them. One day, while a technical practitioner was repairing a machine, my son walked over, and said, “Why don’t I learn how to repair machines?”

The technical practitioner patiently taught and guided him step by step. My son quickly grasped it, understanding what was needed with just a simple explanation. I expressed my gratitude, thanking Master for bestowing wisdom upon my child.

The technical practitioner brought various faulty printers and patiently taught my son how to repair them. The machines all seemed to have different things wrong with them, and my son soon learned a lot.

Later, the printers that were brought to us became more difficult to repair. They had problems that we hadn’t encountered before, and we couldn’t find solutions on technical forums, nor did anyone respond to our queries. Perhaps these were issues others hadn’t encountered either. My son, who only had a junior high school education, carefully pondered over them. He repeatedly disassembled and reassembled them, and miraculously, managed to overcome each problem. Both of us sincerely thanked Master, and we understood that it was Master who held my son’s hands to accomplish this task. Otherwise, how could one explain how a junior high school student could understand the workings of intricate components of high-tech products?

Practitioners mostly used Canon and Epson small printers, but with the advancement of Master’s Fa-rectification, more sentient beings accepted the truth, making it easier for other practitioners to distribute the truth-clarifying materials. Consequently, the practitioners involved in material production needed to increase the quantity of the materials. Smaller printers couldn’t keep up with the demand, and the practitioners began to switch to larger printers.

Regardless of whether it’s a new machine or an old one, problems often arise. They may come from interference, improper usage, or damaged components. Regardless of the reason, maintenance is necessary, and the challenges become even greater.

When the practitioners brought in a big machine, placed it on a table, and opened the casing, revealing a dazzling array of components, both my son and the technical practitioner were dumbfounded. With such an expensive piece of equipment, worth several thousand yuan, they didn’t dare touch it, let alone repair it. They didn’t even know how to dismantle it, let alone reassemble it. My son and the technical practitioner stared at the printer, discussing and analyzing, but neither dared to take action. After a few days, my son said, “Mother my head feels so swollen, like a block of wood. It’s very uncomfortable.”

I don’t know how to repair machines, but I know that Dafa is omnipotent, and Dafa practitioners are creating the future. I had a talk with my son, “The practitioners who produce the materials are generally those with strong righteous thoughts. Many of them are in their 50s or 60s, and people of this age may have only had a little education. However, under the frenzied persecution by the old forces, they silently mastered high-tech products. Isn’t this spirit worthy of admiration? Practitioners who distribute the materials on the streets would face people who were indoctrinated with lies and harbor hatred toward Dafa and Dafa practitioners. They would also have to face the prospect of imprisonment and torture, life and death. You obtained the Fa at such a young age, as a child of your age, you haven’t experienced hardships in cultivation. If you don’t face the problem, then what hardship do you have a chance to endure? It’s Master who is bestowing virtue upon you, and It’s Master who is helping you achieve. Stay steadfast in your heart, study the Fa more, practice more, and once your righteous thoughts are sufficient, everything will be fine.” My son agreed.

Words are easy to say, but handling the matters can be difficult. In the following days, my son endured countless sleepless nights, and finally learned how to dismantle and assemble the printer, understood the function of each component, and figured out which symptoms were associated with which parts. When he successfully repaired the first faulty large printer, and it could operate smoothly again, both my son and I sincerely thanked Master for his compassion, and thanked other practitioners for their selfless assistance.

During the process of learning how to repair large printers, the faults in them were diverse, and they occurred progressively, from minor to major. Whenever a specific component of a printer malfunctioned, there would be a technical practitioner skilled in repairing that aspect. Several practitioners jointly explored and communicated, completing the majority of the repairs.

Except for electronic faults that require replacing the motherboard, my son can now handle most repairs quite well. This has solved the problem of other practitioners struggling with repairs locally. When practitioners bring in problem machines, they can be returned within a few day, if not on the same day.

Thank you, Master. Thank you, fellow practitioners.