Growing Up in a Falun Dafa Family
(Minghui.org) I’m 29 years old and my parents' only child. Both of my parents are Falun Dafa practitioners. My biggest regret is that I haven't become a practitioner during the Fa rectification period. On the other hand, I feel very fortunate that I was able to grow up alongside Dafa and under Master’s protection. I have repeatedly experienced Master’s boundless grace and compassion.
I’d like to share my story to encourage the countless children in China whose parents are being persecuted for practicing Falun Dafa.
A Fortunate Childhood
My mom was very sick after giving birth to me. She suffered from various incurable illnesses. All her medical expenses saddled our family with huge debt and there seemed to be no way out. Mom knew that she wouldn’t live much longer. She asked my dad to find someone else, and in 1998 she left home.
Dad and I lived alone. He didn’t make much money at his work place so he had to take all kinds of other jobs to support us. Since he was never home to take care of me he took me to my grandparents’ home in a rural village.
Several months later my mom came back. She was like a new person and all her illnesses were gone. Her face looked rosy and fresh, and her temper was much better. She said she now practiced Falun Dafa. My dad and I were very happy and we lived peacefully.
One night my mom was doing the meditation exercise. At the time she could only sit in the half lotus position but I could sit in the full lotus position. I quietly sat behind her in the full lotus position and I insisted on holding it until the music stopped. When I took my legs down, they hurt so much I cried very hard. I was nine years old.
After that experience I avoided doing the exercises. My mom gave me the book Zhuan Falunthree times, but I wouldn't read it because I was too afraid of the pain. However, “Falun Dafa is good; Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good” was forever imprinted on my heart.
The Suffering Years
We weren’t able to live peacefully for very long though. In July 1999, the former Chinese Communist Party (CCP) head launched the persecution against Falun Dafa and practitioners. My mom was very busy. She often went out to distribute flyers to people and tell them that Falun Dafa was good and the persecution was wrong. Many times mom took me with her and we went all around the town to put up posters. In order to have them stay longer, my mom would have me sit on her shoulders so I could put the posters up as high as possible. We did this for a long time.
My mom was arrested when I was 13. My dad lost his job. We had no money for me to continue going to school and also with everything that my family was going through I couldn't focus on my studies. My mom was sentenced to two years and was detained in the province's capital city, which was several hundred miles away. With my mom in prison, my dad was in a bad mood all the time. He drank a lot and ignored me. I no longer went to school and I became wild. I began hanging out with some older kids who stole things and robbed people and I was arrested. Because I was younger than 14, they only detained me for seven days. The older kids were sent to youth detention centers.
While I was detained I met a elderly lady. She asked me why I was detained at such a young age. I said, “Why are you here at such an old age?” She said that she was detained for practicing Falun Dafa. I told her that my mom was also detained for practicing. She said, “My child, your mom and I are both just trying to be good people. She will return home soon. You shouldn't be here! You must be a good child!”
When I thought back I deeply realized that Master has always been watching over me and taking care of me.
My mom finally returned home after two years of being imprisoned and persecuted. Her weight dropped from 59kg to 40kg and her hair was gray. I couldn't imagine what kind of torture she suffered to cause her appearance to so drastically change. She returned to work a week later and her monthly salary was reduced from over 2,000 yuan to 1,200 yuan. In order to help support us, I found a job delivering water. I was 16 years old.
Dafa Saved Me So Many Times
I have benefited a lot from Dafa and experienced many amazing things. I lived with my grandma for awhile and my mom came to see me once a week. One time I stepped on a piece of glass and the bottom of my foot had a big cut. I was too afraid to tell my grandma but I remembered what my mom told me, “Even though I’m not by your side all the time, you have Master who is always protecting you.” As soon as I remembered this, the cut no longer felt painful and the wound quickly healed.
Another time I did something bad and I fell on the ground really hard. My mouth was swollen and didn’t get better after three days. When my mom came she saw my mouth and said, “Did you do something wrong? Did you apologize to Master?” I instantly apologized to Master in my mind. Within three minutes, the swelling went down.
I also fell off my motorcycle several times while I delivered water. But, only my skin was abraded and I didn't break any bones. Each time it was because I did something bad beforehand. My mom often reminded me to say, “Falun Dafa is good; Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good” but as time went on I forgot. Once I was riding with two containers of water and a young man of similar age started to chase me and tease me. He was then chased by the police. There was a small tree in front of us and I hit the tree very hard. But I didn’t get hurt at all and the water containers as well as my motorcycle were all fine. The other young man fell very hard.
Another time I was riding with a number of containers of water and a medium-size bus came right at me. There was only a small road on the right and it was too late for me to turn onto it to avoid the bus. I closed my eyes and thought it was all over. But when I opened my eyes, my hands were holding the motorcycle handles tightly and I was on the small road with both feet on the ground. I wondered for a second who got me there and I immediately realized that Master had saved me again! I put my hands together and thanked Master repeatedly.
In 2012, I went to work for a big company. My mom told me that I should try to follow the principles of Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance, not bully anyone, and be nice and sincere with my co-workers. One day a co-worker and I had an argument and he hit my face very hard. It hurt a lot and I wanted to hit him back but then I thought that I had benefited so much from Dafa and always had Master taking care of me. I decided to endure it and not hit back. I walked up to him and quietly said, “You hit me so hard. My face must be swollen now.” Unexpectedly, he knelt down and said, “I’m sorry! Please forgive me!” Just like that, we resolved that karmic debt.
Another time we were going to a river and I hopped onto a passenger side seat of a construction vehicle. A female co-worker called me off the vehicle. I thought she needed me for something but she was just teasing me. When I took another vehicle to the river, I saw that the vehicle I had gotten off of had fallen into the river and the person sitting in the seat I had been in was injured. I knew that Master helped me avoid another accident.
My mom has practiced Dafa for over 20 years and Master has compassionately protected me all these years. There have been so many miracles. I would like to tell Master with all my heart, “Master, you have been working so tirelessly for sentient beings. Thank you for your compassion and for saving us!”
The persecution is still going on. Each time the police came to harass my mom they always deceived us to get my dad and me away from home. My mom later told me that they were doing this so that no one could witness their crimes. They don’t dare to let others see them persecuting these good people.
I would like to say those evildoers who still follow the CCP to persecute practitioners, “Don't walk one path until you hit the dead-end. Turn around now! Don't miss this precious opportunity to be saved by Master.”
I would also like to extend greetings to other practitioners’ children. We must firmly believe in the boundless Dafa and firmly support our parents to practice. The bright future is near and we are witnessing history.
Thank you again Master!