(Minghui.org) I was diagnosed with “aplastic anemia” at the end of 1999. I was 26 and my daughter was only 14-months-old. I had seen many doctors and visited hospitals in many provinces, but my health was still deteriorating.
Due to my health issues my school assigned me an easy job, guarding the gate. I put on a thick cotton overcoat and pants, but I still felt cold. My lips were colorless. My life was as if hanging on by a thread.
My husband gradually changed from being a loving father to becoming a mahjong addict. He often played mahjong (Chinese gambling) after work and threw everything else on me. I lived my life like a zombie, not knowing how long I could hang on. I simply repeated the routine of going to work, going home, feeding our child, and sleeping.
I joined a public online chat room after our school installed the Internet in 2003. I had a chat buddy, and we soon became best friends. I told him everything about my life and he listened. In the end, it developed into an extramarital relationship.
It was too late when I realized my mistake. In September 2003, I was divorced and my health was getting worse.
I went back to live with my mother with an empty heart. Under my mother's tentative care, my health improved a little. But I cared for no one, had no remorse, and just wanted to live a little longer. I spent a lot of time chatting with “friends” online every day, and drinking beer to avoid reality.
I dated chat room friends one after another until my sick body couldn't carry on.
January 2005 was an unforgettable time in my life because I started practicing Falun Dafa.
My mother had told me many times that I should try practicing Falun Dafa, but I never listened. I was poisoned by media reports that said it was superstitious and the practitioners would set themselves on fire. I used to tell my mother that I supported her practice, but I would go to a doctor for my ailments.
During winter vacation in January, my red blood cell count was about half that of a normal person. My white blood cell count was half the minimum of an ordinary person. My platelet count was only 1.8, while a normal person should have 10 to 30.
Looking into my empty eyes, my mom cried and said, “My old baby, believe me, no mother would cheat her baby: learn Falun Dafa, read the book, practice the exercises.”
I had no strength to argue with her. I hardly had the strength to hold the book, but I gave it a try.
I would read Zhuan Falun for a short time, then rest for a while before continuing. Without even noticing it, I was absorbed into the profound teachings of the book.
I learned why we are born in this world, where we come from, that there are gods, that higher beings exist, and that one always receives payback for what one has done.
I learned the principles of “Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance” and learned that your gains and losses are always balanced and equal.
I began to see my wrongdoings and was regretful that I had not been responsible to my former family. I saw the selfishness inside me and vowed to do better; if I was given a second chance, I would treat my family members with Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance.
While my heart was purified by reading the Fa, I also started to practice the five sets of exercises. At the beginning, I could hardly finish a set of the exercises. But I endured the fatigue and pain and continued.
In 20 short days, my health recovered. I once again experienced what it was like to be healthy. Walking on the street, my body felt as if floating in the air without any weight. I could see the sky was high and blue, and I could feel that life filled my every cell.
I was reborn in only 20 days. Falun Dafa gave me a new life. I also appreciated my mother, who never gave up on me and led me onto the path of becoming a cultivating practitioner.
Since then, the principles of “Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance” have taken root in my heart. I know I must think of others' needs ahead of mine and become an unselfish person.
I quit online chatting and stopped drinking. I am no longer troubled by worldly fame and gain. I have a higher moral standard and refuse to drift along in this society full of lust and desire. A practitioner is blessed.
I began to take my job seriously. I arrived early in the morning to clean the office and to fill every thermos with hot water.
Whenever my interests were in conflict with someone else's, I always thought of the other party first and would rather sacrifice my own benefits.
A new teacher was assigned to our office in 2013. He was young and had a temper. He often confronted other teachers. His grandparents had raised him; he was very sensitive to any kind of criticism and had strong self-esteem.
I treated him with compassion. He was new to teaching and was very stressed in the classroom. I brought a cup of water to him one day before his class started. He was moved.
Another time, I taught him a good way to use some software for teaching. At first, he was happy. But he later became upset and rebuked me using a lot of impolite words.
I didn't lose my temper. My heart was not disturbed at all. I apologized to him.
Another teacher saw the whole scenario and said to me, “Sister, you are great. You can tolerate a lot! You were trying to help him and instead of being appreciative he blamed you. But you appeared not upset at all. I know it is because of Falun Dafa. Falun Dafa is truly great!”
In recent years, I have noticed many students break the classroom rules. I believe that anger and criticism are not positive ways to teach. Master taught me Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance. I should be compassionate to my students.
I talked to several students with behavioral problems individually and tried to find ways to help them feel happy in my classes and also learn knowledge and skills. Of course, the most important thing is always to nurture good character.
I purchased small prizes with my own money to reward students who followed the rules and did their homework well, etc.
The classroom became more orderly and the quality of homework improved. Students said they liked to be with me.
Modern Chinese society worships money and is brimming with lust and desire. Most people are engrossed in getting more money and enjoying life more.
As a Falun Dafa practitioner, I live in this society but my heart is high above it. My life is simple: I work hard and cultivate diligently. Not attached to personal gain, I just want to be a good person by following the principles of “Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance.”
I want to use my behavior to allow the people around me to see the merits of Falun Dafa so that they can learn the facts and choose the right side in the persecution. I wish more people could be blessed by Falun Dafa.