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I'm a Young Dafa Practitioner

May 23, 2006 |   By Feng Xian

(Clearwisdom.net) I am a 12-year-old Dafa practitioner. My parents started practicing Falun Dafa when I was two years old. I learned to conduct myself according to Truth- Compassion-Tolerance at an early age and started practicing Dafa without making a conscious effort.

When I was in second grade, the inside of my ear hurt terribly and it swelled and turned red. I also ran a high fever. Mom told me my karma was being eliminated. I choked back tears and went to school as usual. One day after class two boys played with each other and one of them slapped my ear. It hurt so much that tears streamed down my face, but I didn't moan at all. The teacher came over and a classmate told her that I was crying because I was hit. I thought, "This boy who hit me is helping me to eliminate karma." I was afraid the teacher would scold him, so I left quickly. In the evening, lots of pus and blood came out of my ear, but I was fine by the next day. The pain was gone, and so was the fever.

Once, my older brother told Mom that someone had been bullying him. I said to him, "You must endure it, but you should tell him that he shouldn't bully people because he would lose virtue by bullying people." My brother said, "You can't say that. He's helping me to improve myself, and I'm gaining four things." We each insisted on our own opinions and accused the other of saying the wrong thing. Mom said, "Both of you are right. The Fa is different on different levels, as Teacher told us, and you each understand it from your own level, so there is nothing wrong with your understanding."

I gradually came to understand many "Fa" principles. Through Dafa practice I got rid of many attachments including jealousy, complacency, the tendency to show-off and combativeness. When I can't pass a test or when an attachment emerges, Mom says to me, "You are a young Dafa practitioner, can't you get over this little thing? Teacher is watching you!" I immediately become quiet and look inward. Sometimes I can hardly suppress myself, but I force myself to endure.

I was seven years old on July 20, 1999, the day when the evil persecution of Dafa started. My parents were both detained because they appealed for Dafa, and I could not go to school. Instead I went to my parents' hometown. Because there was no one at home, my brother and I went to the homes of uncles and aunties for food for almost two weeks. The villagers all said that our parents were arrested and sent to prison. It was horrible. I really missed my mother, so I asked Teacher for help. A few days later, my grandmother returned, and our tribulation ended. A while later, both of our parents came back.

Two young practitioners and I often leave home and clarify the truth the way my mom does it. We write, "Falun Dafa is good" on the wall with chalk. When we meet people we tell them, "Please, remember Falun Dafa is good, Truth-Compassion-Tolerance is good. This is the Buddha Fa and will protect you." They nod and some people thank us. We are very happy, because they are saved.

For a while I was not diligent and didn't study the Fa or do the exercises very much. Teacher prompted me in a dream. I saw my parents and brother flying into the sky after they reached Consummation but I could not fly, no matter how hard I tried. I broke down and cried, and I woke up crying. I told Mom about the dream and she said, "Teacher sees that you are not diligent and he is prompting you. You're lucky it's just a dream. If it were real, you would be crying in vain. Hurry up and cultivate well." I became diligent again.

Teacher said in His Fa that we should ask people to quit the Communist Party. I asked most of the kids in my class to quit the Young Pioneers and told them that Falun Dafa is good. I brought some kids who didn't believe me to see my mom, and after she clarified the truth to them, they all quit the Young Pioneers. The school authorities once told all students to wear the red scarf and that those who didn't wear it couldn't enter the school. I firmly refused to wear it and I sent forth righteous thoughts. After a while the school left me alone.

The ladies at our Fa study site all started memorizing the Dafa books. I used to recite Hong Yin. When I started memorizing Zhuan Falun at first I thought it was difficult, but I was inspired by some articles in the "Minghui Weekly" that were written by fellow practitioners. I started memorizing Zhuan Falun along with my mother, and now I'm on the third chapter. I plan to finish memorizing all of it before the end of the year.

I love to read articles written by young practitioners in the Minghui Weekly, and I think they cultivate so well. I hope young practitioners can write more articles so we can share our experiences and improve together. We can compare our study and cultivation and do well with the three things required of Dafa disciples.

Thank you, Teacher! Thank you, fellow practitioners!