(Minghui.org) I am a Falun Dafa practitioner and currently studying at a major college in Beijing. I look perfectly healthy now – completely unlike the disease-ridden, sickly child that I used to be. This change came from Falun Dafa.

Dafa has given me a new life and transformed me from a sickly child to a top student. Below is my journey and recovery.

Dafa Gave Me a New Life

I was weak when young. My relatives thought that I was blind, as I didn't open my eyes until three days after I was born. At three months old, I still couldn't hold my head up. My mom used to say that I was extremely skinny compared to other children.

I still remember the year when I was put on an IV in the hospital during Chinese New Year. My dad carried me home while my friends were out on the streets shopping for new year's presents with their parents.

Fortunately, all this changed after my mom started practicing Dafa when I was four and I followed in her footsteps. Master adjusted my body and I became stronger.

Master has always been protecting me. In July 2005, red spots surfaced on my legs, and they looked very scary. My dad rushed home and brought me to the hospital. I was diagnosed with purpura and was put on an IV and given various Western and Chinese medicines.

I was told that I must stay in bed. It was summer and the weather was hot. My mom played Master's audio recordings for me. I also read the book Zhuan Falun. My parents had already made arrangements for me to miss school and recuperate at home, but amazingly, the red spots disappeared very quickly. I was able to recover in time for the start of the school year.

Compared to my elder sister who has a classmate who also had purpura, I am much more fortunate. Her classmate had to delay her studies to recuperate at home, and still has not come back.

I was told by the doctors that a relapse is easy and I must not consume fish, eggs or milk. However, I started eating them within less than a year and the disease did not relapse. This is all because Master is looking after me.

I am very healthy now and have not taken any medicine since the purpura. During the fall season, the flu often spread among my college roommates. No matter how bad it got, I never caught the disease.

I know that it is because I am a Dafa practitioner and Dafa has given me a new life. I am no longer that sickly child.

Dafa Cleanses My Soul and Gives Me Wisdom

Through studying the Fa and doing the exercises, I know that I must be a good person and always think of others. In my daily life, I have to follow the principles of “Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance”.

The campus atmosphere at my school is bad; students skip classes, drink and smoke. They also play computer games throughout the night. Many of the students cheat during the exams or some try to obtain higher scores by getting into the teachers' good graces.

As a cultivator, I know that I must not follow suit. I have to also let go of my attachment to self-interest.

Once, there was an important exam and the concepts in the module were quite complicated. During the exam, I saw that many of my classmates had prepared a cheat sheet in advance and were copying the answers onto their test papers.

I felt terrible. I had studied so hard for it and yet they were copying with ease. They would score higher than me. This was so unfair! I should have prepared a cheat sheet too. On second thought, I realized that this should not be the reaction of a cultivator. Shouldn't a cultivator be “truthful”? I felt so ashamed.

I calmed down and finished all the questions. I did not think about it after the exam. When the results were out, two students scored full marks and I was one of them. I was very surprised.

In my four years of college, I have followed Master's teachings. Dafa also continues to cleanse my soul and give me wisdom.

I have the highest grades in my class and perfect health. These are both blessings given by Dafa.

Falun Dafa is a righteous Fa and the hope of mankind. I hope that everyone will discard their prejudices, understand Dafa and take care not to miss the opportunity of a lifetime.