(Minghui.org) I am a 10-year-old Dafa practitioner. As my mom was preparing to write and share her cultivation experience on the Minghui website, I had wanted to share my cultivation story too. I was very serious about it so I took out a piece of paper and started writing.
I wrote more than 190 words, which was a lot longer than my usual homework writing assignment. I asked mom to type this for me, but she said that my article did not have enough content so she was hesitant. I was not discouraged so I typed it into the computer all by myself word for word. After seeing this, mom was touched and promised to edit my paper.
Clarifying the Truth
When I was only two or three years old, mimicking my mom, I would tell everyone to repeat “Falun Dafa is good! Truthfulness-Compassion-Tolerance is good!” At first I did not say it correctly and adults would frequently laugh. I would say the same thing to dogs, cats and plants asking them to remember that “Falun Dafa is good and Truthfulness-Compassion-Tolerance is good!”
Under Master’s Protection
I went to a school reunion party with my mom when I was five years old. While the adults were chatting, the kids were playing in the playground. I was playing on the swing at the beginning, but I was quickly bored. I wanted to stop swinging, but couldn't do so and I ended up falling on the ground.
There was a cut above my eyebrow and it was bleeding. There was another cut on my stomach shaped like a curved moon, but it was not bleeding. An older kid brought me back to where my mom was. Mom told me, “Don’t be afraid, don't be afraid! Master is here!”
Yes, Master was there to protect me. Otherwise, my eye could have been cut which may have been very dangerous. Mom did not discover the cut on my stomach until she helped me shower in the evening. Mom said that those two injuries could have been much worse with serious consequences and possible danger if I were not under Master’s protection."
With Master’s protection, I have encountered many miracles. Once while I was playing at my mom’s school, I was stung by between five to six times by poisonous hornets. It was very painful. At that time, many others were stung by these hornets and they had to go to the hospital for treatment, except my mom and I. We had fully recovered in just a few days.
There was another time when I burned my arm. The burn was really bad and my classmates said that my arm looked ugly. I did not panic at all and after a few days my arm returned to normal under Master’s protection. Whenever I encountered a hardship, no matter how hard it may have seemed in the beginning, with Master’s protection, I was able to overcome it.
No Desire to be a Class Leader
For each elementary school child, a student would usually join the Communist Young Pioneers during the second semester of the first grade on June 1, which is National Children's Day. Prior to June 1, my mom talked to my teacher regarding the Chinese communist regime's evil actions and the persecution of Falun Gong practitioners.
She turned down the teacher’s request that day to appoint me as commander of the singing contest. I stayed at home that day so that I would not be forced to join the young pioneers and to wear the required red scarf.
Naturally, I soon became a target every time I tried to enter the school. Whenever the gate keeper asked me why I did not wear the red scarf, proudly I would say, “I don’t wear it because I am not a member of the young pioneers.”
In second grade, my teacher asked me to be a leader of the health class. I went home and happily told my mom. However, a few days later, the teacher had changed her mind because I was not a member of the young pioneers. I went back home and told my mom, “I don’t care to be the class leader.”
I can now freely enter the school because the teachers all know that I am not a member of the young pioneers.
