I Was Diligent When I Was a Young Practitioner
(Minghui.org) I was six years old in 1996. My mom often took me to a neighbor's home to study the Falun Dafa books and do the exercises. Sometimes we would do the exercises at a local practice site.
One time, an older boy pushed me down. My head hit a rock, and I had a large bump. A neighbor got my mother, and she asked me if my head hurt. She said, “You should go to school if your head does not hurt.” The neighbor suggested that my mom talk to the boy's parents. Instead she told the boy not to hit others anymore.
Another time, I was playing with a neighbor child. I accidentally cut his hand with some broken glass. A few days later, he pushed me and my head hit the concrete. My face was covered with blood, sand, and dirt. But I didn't blame him because it was not intentional. My face healed in a few days and there was no scar. I knew that I was protected because I practiced Falun Dafa. I understood the meaning of the Dafa principles of Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance.
When I found 220 yuan at school one day, I handed the money to my teacher, thinking that it was for someone's tuition and that person would be so worried. I was following Master's teaching because I was a Dafa disciple.
As I grew older, my understanding of the Falun Dafa principles also improved. One time I had a high fever. Mom asked me if I wanted some ginger soup. I told her that there was no need and that I would be fine the next day. I didn't have a fever the next morning and I went to school as usual.
Our class went on a field trip. I fought with a classmate for a spot. He hit my head with a stool, and my head started to bleed. My classmates and teacher were very worried. My teacher told me to go to the hospital, but I declined, so he had another classmate take me home. Then my teacher phoned the parents of the student who hit me and told them their son would be expelled.
I remembered there were two other students who had a fight and one hit the other one's head. The family of the one who hit the other had to pay 4,000 yuan and the student was expelled.
At home, Mom asked me if my head hurt. I told her I was fine and there was no need to go to the hospital. The next day I was home alone. The parents of the student who had hit me came over and wanted to see my mom. I knew they were afraid we would blackmail them.
I said, “You don't need to worry. My mom practices Falun Dafa, so she will not give you any trouble. I am fine, too. Besides, I am also partially responsible for fighting with a classmate. I will ask my mom to talk to the principal so your son won't be expelled.”
The parents were moved to tears. They said, “You are so mature.” I told them I also practiced Falun Dafa.
When my mom came home, she told them the facts about Falun Dafa and how it teaches us to be good people. The parents said they would like to learn Falun Dafa and have their son learn it, too. My mom asked the school not to expel their son.
I am older now. I still believe that Falun Dafa is good and follow the Falun Dafa principles. But at times, I am less diligent. I like to play and don't want to study the Falun Dafa books or practice the exercises. I have an attachment to food and I also am often lazy. I am not doing well with all the things a practitioner should do, including telling people about Falun Dafa. I need to get rid of my attachments and be a fully qualified practitioner.