(Minghui.org) I’m an elementary school teacher. In the fall semester of 2024, I welcomed a new class of only 10 students. Three of the boys were very mischievous, often fighting and roughhousing, but what was more troublesome was a girl who was mentally challenged.

She couldn’t sit still in the classroom. Her family had sent her to a private kindergarten for a year. National regulations require all age-appropriate children to complete nine years of compulsory education, and this girl didn’t have a disability certificate, so the school principal, fearing potential problems, intervened and placed her in my class.

The girl was 10 years old, but she acted like a child half her age. Since she did not understand the rules, she often left the classroom and cried if someone tried to stop her. She would throw a tantrum and pace all around the room if she didn’t get her way. Nothing could calm her. If she saw someone with food she wanted, she would hit them if they refused to give it to her.

If I criticized her, she would hit me and sometimes even chase me into my office. She caused damage to the classroom and our computers. If anyone tried to stop her, she would cry incessantly. When she threw a tantrum, no one could do anything about it. After I contacted her family, her grandmother agreed to accompany her to school. When the girl’s behavior was really disruptive, she would take her out of the classroom to calm her down.

Every time I had to face her, I felt a knot in my stomach and an indescribable feeling of distress. I resented the school leaders for putting this girl in my class and complained about her behavior to the other teachers in the office. I even said to the school administrators, “What am I supposed to do with this child? She disrupts the class. I get upset whenever I see her!”

I completely forgot I was a cultivator and behaved just like an ordinary person full of resentment. I decided I needed to talk about the issue with my mother, who is a fellow practitioner.

“Master Li created this opportunity to temper your xinxing,” my mother said. “If the girl disrupts the class, you may send righteous thoughts to clean out those old forces controlling her. This girl also has a predestined relationship with Dafa.” She pointed out that I had no compassion for the girl and should not lose my patience with her.

I thought more about it, and I saw that I indeed lacked compassion. I was not thinking from the students’ perspective. When those three boys misbehaved, I would lose my temper, and when I yelled at them, this girl would also start shouting. On the other hand, when I spoke to them calmly, the girl would smile at me. Why didn’t I see this before?

I also realized it was time to ask the girl’s grandmother to teach her to recite “Falun Dafa is good, Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good.”

So I talked about Falun Dafa to the girl’s grandmother and told her why it was important to recite “Falun Dafa is good, Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good” with her granddaughter every evening. She told me that my mother had already given her some Dafa pamphlets about the persecution and helped her to quit the Chinese Communist Party (CCP).

“It would be wonderful if reciting ‘Falun Dafa is good’ can help my granddaughter!” She even wanted to give me 500 yuan for my trouble.

“Thank you, but I can’t accept the money,” I told her. “This is our destiny. I practice Falun Dafa. This is something I should do!”

In early December, I started memorizing Zhuan Falun. I recited the Fa whenever I had time and began to identify my attachments, such as resentment and impatience. I wanted to get rid of them and cultivate compassion.

After I changed my mindset, the girl gradually stopped crying and throwing tantrums. She would still have mood swings occasionally, but she could understand what I said.

I still felt resentment from time to time and couldn’t control myself. Seeing I was struggling, Master enlightened me in a dream. It was shortly after the start of the new semester. I dreamed that I was taking an exam. The first part of the exam was a Chinese language test, which I answered easily. The second part was a math test, and I answered all those questions, too. Then I was walking home with a basket full of golden grain. I looked at the basket and thought, “I hope this basket is doesn’t have any holes in it.”

I found a crack at the bottom of the basket and noticed a small amount of the grain had trickled out. I thought it was no big deal and continued walking. Halfway home, the path in front of me got very narrow. On the right side was the wall of a house with windows but no door and on the left was a very high embankment. I walked along the path quickly, keeping close to the wall and holding onto the basket. After I passed through, I looked back at the narrow path and continued home.

I shared the dream with my mother. She said that the students in my class were there to help me to improve my xinxing. “That girl who is mentally challenged is not an ordinary child. You can send more righteous thoughts and clean up the evil beings in other dimensions, which have manipulated the girl to disturb you. You can teach her to recite ’Falun Dafa is good.’” She also pointed out I was still lacking compassion.

I agreed with my mother and thought, “That’s right. Wouldn’t the grain in the basket have to be milled?” I looked within and saw I did not have enough compassion, as well as attachments to resentment, impatience, and self-interest.

I wanted to fill my mind with more Fa and keep my righteous thoughts strong, so I kept reminding myself, “I’m a Dafa practitioner. I must be compassionate to these students. I need to be more patient, especially with this girl.”

I started to treat the girl with more patience. Sometimes, when the other students were doing their exercises, I would go over to the girl and help her to recite “Falun Dafa is good, Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good.” She would repeat after me, word by word, and smile. Gradually, I no longer felt so frustrated and no longer harbored resentment; I even found her to be quite endearing.

The girl has changed a lot since then. She used to eat during class and throw trash all over. Now, when I tell her to put the trash in the trash bin, she understands and does so. She can sit quietly in her seat for longer periods of time without crying or making a fuss. When I tell her “Behave yourself, you’re a good girl,” she’ll smile and say, “Okay, I’ll behave.” If she behaves well during a class, I praise her: “What a good girl you are!”

Nowadays, her grandmother no longer accompanies her to school. During class, when I ask everyone to be attentive, she sits still like the others. Previously, after school, she wouldn’t stand in line and would run outside as soon as the bell rang. She now knows to line up properly. All the teachers at the school comment that the girl is so much better than before. I told them I recommended the benefits of reciting “Falun Dafa is good.”

I’ve cultivated away my impatience, self-interest, and resentment, and have gained compassion. Those three mischievous boys also behave much better. My class is now peaceful.

I’m so grateful to Master! I will continue to cultivate well, be a worthy Dafa disciple, and live up to Master’s expectations.