A Young Practitioner in Taiwan Minghui School: I am a Brave Falun Gong Practitioner
(Clearwisdom.net) My name is Cao Xiaohan, and I am 7 years old this year. I wasn't quite 4 years old when I obtained the Fa along with my entire family in November 2000. I attended the Taipei Fa Conference in December and also participated in the parade procession from the Chiang Kai-Shek Memorial Hall to the Sun Yat-Sen Memorial Hall. My legs became extremely sore from walking for hours! However, a beautiful lady with a pleasant voice taught me to say, "Falun Dafa is good" and "Falun Dafa is the righteous Fa" the whole time, and I finished the entire walk in no time. My mother praised me and said I was amazing!
After I started cultivation, my brother and I became much closer. For instance, one morning, my brother and I were fighting over a cup. Just when we were in the heat of this seemingly endless argument, I calmed myself and thought of the principles of selflessness and altruism that Teacher taught us. I then gave the cup to my brother and the conflict was smoothly resolved.
There was another time when I accidentally hurt my brother's finger. I remembered that Teacher taught us to always think of others so I put his hand in mine and asked, "Are you injured? If it hurts, I will take you to see mother. If not, it will be fine in a while!" Indeed my brother smiled.
I recall that in preschool, our schoolteacher taught us how to make a mantis out of coconut leaves. My brother and I each made one, however, my brother lost his on our way home and was crying very hard. I knew he must have liked the mantis a lot, so I gave him mine. That night while sleeping, I saw myself fly.
When I meditated or sent righteous thoughts in the past, I always felt tickly in my nose, body, and neck. I couldn't help scratching all over, and was unable to calm down. One time, I finally endured this discomfort and managed to stay still no matter how itchy I became. Subsequently, my body became very light and I felt like I was sitting inside an eggshell. It felt very comfortable!
Since I began practicing Falun Dafa, my parents have taken my brother and me to Hong Kong and the U.S. to participate in Fa conferences and parades. However, many practitioners weren't able to enter Hong Kong! We distinctively felt the atrociousness of the lies told by Jiang's regime. How is it that the persecution of Falun Gong could extend overseas? Alas, Hong Kong, also known as the Eastern Pearl, continues to stand steadfastly in the face of coercion. People are still able to freely practice Falun Gong in Hong Kong.
My mother and I usually send truth clarification materials to China by mail or fax. When we go outdoors to clarify the facts to people, I help by distributing Falun Gong materials to passers-by. At night, I read Zhuan Falun, either by myself, or take turns reading with my mother. But sometimes I opted to play and did not do well in this respect. I must be more diligent in the future!
Last October I went through a big tribulation. One day while I was playing with several young practitioners, a kid pulled on me, causing me to fall and hit my stomach forcefully on the metal bar. The pain was so severe that I had no strength to get up. Right then I said to myself, "I am fine!" The kid that dragged me said, "It is your own fault that you fell," however, I did not blame him. I knew he did not do it on purpose. Seeing my pain-stricken face, my father immediately picked me up. I lost consciousness in his arms.
Later my mother woke me up and read "Lunyu" from Zhuan Falun with me. Many practitioners circled around me and read also. After reading for a while, I felt more comfortable and my hands and feet began to warm up. Suddenly I felt the urge to vomit and I immediately felt more clearheaded afterwards. My mother told me I had thrown up several times that evening but with nothing coming out. However, I saw repulsive spotted mucous-like blood coming out! The next day, my abdomen swelled and my lower back was so painful that I had difficulty keeping it straight. This rendered me immobile. I stayed in bed till the third day and I felt Falun turning in my abdomen that afternoon. The Falun moved all over my body and it was a very amazing experience! I felt much better that evening and could even go downstairs to have dinner. My mother said that not only did I not shed a tear this time, but I also behaved bravely. Moreover, I did not hold grudges against anyone, and conducted myself as a cultivator!
My mother told me, "Teacher gave you this precious opportunity to cultivate yourself. You should definitely cherish this experience!" I truly thank Teacher for giving me a whole new life, and I will strive forward diligently in my cultivation! In the end, let us encourage each other with Teacher's poem, "Righteous Thoughts and Righteous Actions,"
"A Great Enlightened Being does not fear hardship
Having forged an adamantine will
And with no attachment to living or dying
He walks his path of Fa-rectification openly and nobly"