(Minghui.org) Before I began practicing Falun Dafa in 1998 I had a bad temper and often got angry. I was a newlywed and constantly fought with my mother-in-law. Since childhood, I had been weak and sickly. My health began deteriorating that year and my mom came to see me. She brought a copy of Zhuan Falun. She said a friend gave it to her, but she didn't have time to read it.
As soon as I began reading Zhuan Falun, I didn't want to put it down. I suddenly understood many things that had been puzzling me. I felt like my heart was unlocked. After I began cultivating myself my life changed for the better.
I am a private teacher who teaches English. My first student was from my neighborhood. After I tutored him several times, his grades greatly improved. Word spread, and soon many neighbors sent their children to me. This was how I started my tutoring class.
Because I practice Falun Dafa I genuinely care about my students. When a new student came, I could immediately tell why he didn't do well at school and found ways to help him. The children I taught not only saw a huge improvement in their grades, they also became less grumpy at home which made their parents happy. I know this is all because I practice Dafa and so the children benefit too.
The number of my students kept increasing. I only charged them fifty dollars while others charged two hundred dollars just to learn the phonetic symbols. I didn't ask for much tuition because I knew their parents didn't earn much money. Although my financial situation wasn't that great, Falun Dafa taught me that I should always consider other people. So I took my students' circumstances into consideration.
My Husband Protects Dafa Books
In 1999 and 2000, I went to Beijing to clarify the truth three times and was arrested. My husband was under a lot of pressure, but he still came to the detention center and the labor camp to see me. People at the 610 Office told him that he should divorce me, but he said, “I don't want to divorce her just because of her belief, especially now that she is suffering.” The police demanded that he give them my Dafa books. He had taken my books to a relative's home and so he said, “We don't have any books.”
After I was released in 2001 I brought my Dafa books home. I read them every day, and I just left them on the table. My husband always put them away for me. He said, “We need to protect the Dafa books.” His thoughtfulness really touched me.
When we went to see my uncle, he was amazed at my husband's black hair and asked, “Did you dye your hair?” If they hadn't asked, I wouldn't have noticed. I think he was blessed because he protected the Dafa books.
Wishes Come True
When we were first asked to send forth righteous thoughts, it was difficult for me to participate in the one at 6 a.m. because it was breakfast time and every one was getting ready for their day. One day, my husband said he wanted to change jobs, and if his wish came true, he would take care of breakfast so that I could send righteous thoughts. Soon after he said this, he was able to get a different job.
In 2007, my child began attending a university in another region. My husband rented a house there and asked me to go and take care of our child. I later realized that he didn't want me to be arrested because the police frequently came to our place to check on me.
I stayed with our son for five years. In order to save money, my husband slept on the sofa at his workplace. He had to put up with the noises from the train. Every weekend, he came to see us. Soon, he changed to another job because he didn't want to work night shifts. Shortly after that, he changed jobs again which paid the same yet he had more free time and he also had the weekend off.
Before he changed to his current job, the owner said that one of the workers had to have fifty dollars deducted from his monthly salary. Since my husband usually didn't fight back, he was chosen. My husband wanted to reason with his manager, but I told him that if he followed the principles of Truthfulness-Compassion-Tolerance, he would benefit. I also told him that money that belongs to us could not be taken. My husband took my advice and kept quiet.
A year later, my husband's manager asked him, “Don't you hate me?” My husband knew what he meant, and said, “I look at this issue from a higher perspective. I understood that you were just doing your job. If you didn't deduct money from me, who would you deduct it from? It's only fifty dollars.” The manager was impressed and stopped deducting money from him.
In 2016, my husband changed jobs again and he had two jobs. One was in sales, and the other was working at the railway. I said, “As long as you do things righteously, you will get good things.” The money he made was no less than what he made before.
When my husband started selling fertilizer, he rented cars from practitioners and employed practitioners to work at his shop. He said, “I only trust Falun Dafa practitioners. It's great to be with them.” He also clarified the truth whenever he had the chance.
My Son Upholds Dafa
My son was only six years old when I began practicing. He usually listened as I read the Fa while he played. When the persecution of Falun Dafa began in 1999, I decided to go to Beijing and he offered me his pocket money. Later when I was illegally detained, he said he wept quietly at night because he didn't want his father or grandmother to know he was scared and missed me.
When his teacher repeated the Communist Party propaganda about the self-immolation and slandered Dafa he clarified the truth to his class. He told them that the self-immolation was staged and explained the details. The teacher had nothing to say.
When my son went to junior high school, his teacher wanted him to enroll in the Communist Youth League. He refused and said, “My mom will object.” When his teacher called me, I told the teacher that I didn't approve. Later I went to the teacher's house to clarify the truth. I met her parents, clarified the truth and helped them to withdraw from the Communist Party.
When my son went to high school, his teacher wanted to collect fees for the Communist Youth League. My son said he hadn't joined it so he wouldn't pay. The teacher said, “I'll enroll you now.” My son said, “But I don't want to enroll.”
Now my son works in sales at a fertilizer company which provides him with a car that is worth more than fifty thousand dollars. Many people envy us. Thank you Master, for blessing my family!
