A Teacher's 25-Year-Long Cultivation Journey
(Minghui.org) I was a middle school teacher before I retired, and I'm now 73 years old. After I began practicing Falun Dafa in 1994 I became very healthy.
Before I began practicing, I suffered from neuralgia, neurasthenia, insomnia, and severe myocarditis. Whenever I became overly tired or emotionally upset, I couldn't sleep. My heart palpitations were so intense I was afraid I'd die. When I was hospitalized, the doctor said that my myocarditis was not curable and could only be prevented from worsening by taking medication. Because the medicine could lead to vascular sclerosis, I stopped taking it. Due to my poor health, I often took days off from work. My supervisor and colleagues all looked down on me. I was depressed and tired of living.
At the lowest point in my life, I took a walk through a park in 1994. I heard the exercise music for the first time and stopped to watch a group of Falun Dafa practitioners doing the exercises. That night, I slept soundly. When someone later gave me a copy of Zhuan Falun, I finished reading the entire book in one day. I read the book and practiced the exercises every day. In less than a month, all the ailments that had tortured me for more than ten years were gone. I felt relaxed and happy. Even my appearance changed and I looked refreshed. I had always looked much older—like someone in his 50s. After I began practicing, I could pass for 30.
I was able to work every day and stopped having to go home early. I was assigned to teach a difficult middle school class and was told that it I wouldn't be blamed if the students didn't do well. I followed the principles of Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance when I taught, and the students' behavior quickly improved. Their test scores also improved and were almost as high as the advanced class. The school leader and the other teachers noticed this. By the end of the year my class did as well as the advanced class.
Before the CCP (Chinese Communist Party) started the persecution in 1999, I could sit on the podium and meditate with my students. When I handed out Dafa books, everyone wanted one. Some parents held my hand and wept as they thanked me for teaching their children. Some even tried to give me gifts, which I refused to accept. I was given the district's excellent teacher award.
Setting Aside Fear
The CCP launched the persecution of Falun Dafa in July 1999. It seemed like the Earth and skies were enveloped in black clouds. I was threatened and told to write the “guarantee statement” to stop practicing. I firmly refused. My life was given by Master and I would protect Dafa and Master.
I was placed under house arrest and monitored. Then I was sent to a brainwashing center. The people who were assigned to monitor me complained that I snored very loudly. Because they couldn't sleep, they were exhausted. I said, “If you let me do the exercises at night, I won't snore.” They did. I slept during the day and did the exercises at night. When they ordered me to tear up Dafa books, I tore up their books. Since I’d already practiced for a few years and I understood how amazing Dafa was, I told the other detained practitioners how to handle those who tried to “transform” us. The brainwashing center authorities feared my influence on the other practitioners. I was released after being detained for 40 days.
There was a sign defaming Dafa in a display case in my residential community. The sign was on the busy side of the road where people constantly passed. I wanted to smash the glass but it was a living being. I was worried. On a large piece of paper I wrote, “Falun Dafa is good!” When I went out at night to post it on the billboard, the street light was very bright. I thought, “Street light, turn yourself off!” The light turned off! I quickly peeled off the adhesive and posted the paper. Master must have helped me. That paper stuck to the glass like a magnet. No one took my sign down. Three days later, the message on the billboard was changed.
We had several printers at home. My wife said, “Our home has become a printing house.” Fellow practitioners helped each other. The technician practitioner taught me how to use a computer. If a printer was broken, he came to repair it even if it was midnight. One practitioner who was badly persecuted told the police my address but gave them the wrong building number. That night I watched as the police entered the wrong building and searched it. They never came to my building.
Clarifying the Truth to Everyone
I established a truth-clarifying material production site that operated for the first 10 years of the persecution. In the next 10 years, since truth-clarifying materials production sites were everywhere, I closed mine and went out to clarify the truth in person.
I promised Master that I wouldn't stop. One day after I gave a copy of The Ultimate Goal of Communism to someone, he asked, “Can you get me 100 copies? We don’t have this in my town.” The next day I brought him 100 copies. He distributed all of them. He later asked for 300 more.
I often took public transportation so I could clarify the truth. I rode the bus all the way to the final stop in the far countryside. I used every opportunity to talk about the importance of withdrawing from the CCP and its affiliated organizations.
I might start the conversation by saying, “It wasn't a coincidence that we met.” Then I would talk about how millions of Chinese had already withdrawn from the CCP, and why. If they listened and agreed, I would suggest a pseudonym and say, “How about you use this name and do it right now?”
Wherever I went, I chatted with people and advised them to withdraw from the CCP.
Some workers came to change the windows in my home. After I talked to them, they all withdrew from the CCP. I also talked to the workers who were renovating the exterior of my building. I gave each one an apple. While they ate, I talked about the significance of withdrawing the CCP and they all agreed.
I also went to the countryside to distribute information. Some people were working in a big courtyard. I knocked on the gate and called out, “I have some really good information to give you.” One leaned over the wall and said, “Give it to us!” I threw the booklets over the wall. They picked them up and started to read.
One day it was snowing heavily. I thought that I should go out anyway, so I went to a nearby place where I saw some people chatting. They saw me coming and exclaimed, “Why are you outside in this weather?” I said, “I need to tell you something important.” They shared the materials I brought with each other. My experience is that as long as you have the heart to save people, Master will arrange opportunities for you.
I clarified the truth to a fruit vendor at the market. The next time I talked to him he said, “After you left, I earned over 3,000 yuan. I've never sold that much since I started this business.” Every time he saw me afterward, he shouted, “Falun Dafa is good!” As soon as I left, people came to his stand to buy his fruit.
The owner of a small shop understood the truth and was blessed with good business. He told me the following story. One day, he lit a fire to keep his shop warm but forgot to put it out. He had to leave to take care of something and was gone for a long time. The fire was still burning when he returned but had not spread. If it had, his shop could have burned down. He said he knew that Master had protected him. Through this incident, he truly knew that Falun Dafa is extraordinary and began to practice. I brought him some truth-clarifying materials. He kept them in his shop and gave them to his customers.
After I filed a lawsuit against the former CCP head in 2015, the school director said, “Your materials came to our school. You've done a good job. Be careful! Keep safe!” I often gave my colleagues and supervisors truth clarifying materials and they all knew Falun Dafa was good.
Through the years, I've met all kinds of people while clarifying the truth. Most are happy, others curse me. One man took out his police badge and snarled, “Give me all those pamphlets.” I said, “Read it if you want, otherwise, don’t.” I quickly left.
I practiced Falun Dafa for five years before the former head of the CCP started the persecution. I studied the Fa and did the exercises every day except while I was incarcerated in the brainwashing center. I've recited the Fa twice and copied Zhuan Falun once.
After the Minghui website published the hour-long version of the second exercise, I've been benefited a lot. I used to have cramps in my legs. My legs are fine now.
I always remember Master said, “The only thing you have a role in is saving people” (“Teaching the Fa in the City of Chicago,” Collected Fa Teachings, Vol. VII ). I will cherish the time extended by Master and continue to do well the three things.