Growing Up Under Dafa's Protection
(Minghui.org) I was born in the 2000s and still live with my parents. I began my cultivation path in Falun Dafa in 2012. I have changed a lot growing up with the Fa to guide me and would like to share some of my experiences.
A Bully Helped Improve My Virtue
In my fifth grade class, we had a bully who sat near me. He did not pay attention in class and bothered the rest of us. He verbally abused us. Many of the students did not like him and were upset with his behavior. They talked to the teacher about him, and the teacher tried to convince him to behave, but it didn't work.
He always tried to find out who told on him. More and more students grew fearful of him and took his side, disturbing the class along with him. I tried to talk him out of his bad behavior, but he wouldn't listen. I was reminded of what Master Li, the founder of Falun Dafa, said:
“As a practitioner, the first thing you should be able to do is to not fight back when you are beaten or sworn at—you must be tolerant. Otherwise, what kind of practitioner will you be?” (Zhuan Falun)
Eventually, I was the only one who was not part of his gang, so I became his main target. He tried everything to bring me down and insulted me daily. Our teacher checked our space every day to see if it was clean. This bully kept throwing his trash under my chair. Master said,
“Whenever he brought some bad things upon me, I would just clear them up. Afterwards, I would resume my lecturing.” (Zhuan Falun)
I cleaned up his trash regardless of how much he tossed my way. He saw that I tolerated this behavior, so he changed his strategy. When it was time to do homework he was verbally abusive, but I ignored him. He and his followers would chase me down and beat me up during Physical Education class or recess. One day I got irritated and yelled and kicked him.
I told my mother about it. She is also a practitioner. She encouraged me: “Try harder to avoid him, don't let him bother you. You are a cultivator and he is just an ordinary person. You should be tolerant.” I realized I'd reacted poorly.
He enjoyed yelling at and bullying me, but only me, no one else. He had a lot of followers. They even made up lies about me and spread them around; some students believed the lies.
One day we were both on the bus. I was by the door and he kicked me from behind. The door was open, and I went flying out, hitting the ground hard and landing on my right hand. My knee was bruised, and my trousers were torn. I turned and looked at him but said nothing. He kept yelling at me. I stood up and walked away.
My right arm was swollen by the time I got home, and it hurt. I did not tell the teacher or his parents about what he did. At school we were preparing a performance for Children's Day. I rehearsed in pain; I could not lift anything heavy or make a fist. My mother was worried, but I told her, “Master is taking care of me. You do not need to worry.” The swelling was gone in two weeks, and the pain was gone in a month.
Some time later, someone told the teacher everything he did to me. The teacher talked to him twice. Then he hated me even more. One day, two of his little gang members secretly told me that he had brought a knife to school to threaten me with. They warned me that I should run home when the school day was over. My thought was that I practiced Falun Dafa and I would be protected.
After school, I finished up the routine cleaning. On the way home, I asked Master to protect me. This bully watched me walk home, but did not make a move toward me. I made it home safely.
Ever since that day he stopped bullying me. More and more students quit his gang.
Dafa Gave Me Wisdom
The teacher likes to ask me for assistance. I helped organize class activities and solve technical problems. And I did the job well. I know very well that my wisdom and abilities come from Dafa. I couldn't do well without Dafa or Master.
Memorizing English words isn't easy. For some students, it usually takes them half an hour to memorize 20 words. But it only takes me five minutes.
I find the schoolwork pretty easy, so I have a lot of time to spend on studying the Fa. I have a good memory because I study one lecture of Zhuan Falun every day. I understand that Master's arrangement is always the best.
I Am Careful with My Money
Many students buy snacks after school, but not me. My mother does not give me much pocket money. I think being thrifty is a virtue. I have Dafa in my heart, and that is the true wealth.
Each year, I spend 500 yuan from my own savings on helping fellow practitioners to produce truth-clarification materials. Sometimes, I put some in my mother's purse when I know money is tight. My savings are growing!
Thank you, Master, for taking care of me. Thank you, fellow practitioners.