From a “Stupid Woman” to a “Big Sister”
(Minghui.org) I live in the countryside. I was never healthy and easily got sick; in fact I couldn’t remember ever having a good day. In the autumn of 1997 some practitioners of Falun Gong (also known as Falun Dafa) came to my town. They held a nine day Falun Dafa workshop and demonstrated the exercises. I was curious, so I went to listen to the recordings of Master’s lectures. Even though I only listened for a few hours, my headaches, dizziness, stomachaches, and backache, which no medicine seemed to alleviate, went away. After the ninth day, they prepared to leave. I realized that Falun Dafa is good and that this was a rare opportunity. So I borrowed a copy of Falun Gong from them and I began practicing.
On January 23, 2001, after the “Tiananmen Self-immolation” fabricated by the CCP (Chinese Communist Party) began being broadcast, many Chinese were deceived. Master taught us that practitioners cannot kill so I immediately knew the video was fake. I didn’t know that the CCP head was intentionally framing practitioners, intending to incite hatred against us. I thought that a government official must have made a mistake, so my younger brother and I went to Beijing to tell them the facts. However, we were arrested on the train and locked up inside the back room of a police station. My brother was locked up inside the smelly toilet where he was bitten by mosquitoes.
Three days later, the township government sent two people to pick us up and we were taken to the drug treatment center affiliated with the local detention center. After we were brought there at 5:30 a.m., I decided to meditate. The head of the cell kicked me off the bed. I pulled my feet up and started to meditate on the floor. She put her knee on my chest and shoved me towards the wall. Then she started kicking me.
I thought of Master’s Fa,
“... don’t even hit back when you’re attacked, or talk back when people insult you.” (The Ninth Talk, Zhuan Falun)
I felt that her beating me was helping me to eliminate my karma. Master said,
“So as for karma’s transformation, here’s what usually happens: while your gong is growing, and while your character is improving, your karma is reducing at the same time, and transforming at the same time. And when you run into problems with other people, this could show up in frictions that temper your character. If you can endure it, your karma is eliminated, your character is improved, and your gong grows. They’re all integrated.” (The Fourth Talk, Zhuan Falun)
When the head of cell found that I wouldn’t fight back, she began to curse at me and called me stupid. She was so angry that I didn’t fight back or argue back that she started crying. I felt so strange. I was being beaten and cursed at, but I did not weep. Why did she? My eyes were swollen from her beating. One of my ribs was broken, and my back also had a bump and a large swollen area. My entire body hurt if I moved. So I stayed still.
That night she started beating me again until her hands and feet hurt. When she was exhausted, she called the other people in the cell to beat me. They pointed out that she had injured her feet from kicking me, so they should stop.
Afterwards, whoever hit me screamed in pain. I thought, “You are evil. How could you feel pain?” Then I realized that as a Dafa disciple, I should not think like this. I should not be happy because my abusers were in pain. Wasn’t she also a victim? So I walked over and covered her well with her quilt.
When she turned over she was very embarrassed to see that it was me. She said, “Big sister (a term of respect), don’t do anything for me. I did bad things. I beat you, and I cursed at you, and I did a lot of bad things. We are all bad people here. Don’t care about me.”
I said, “Don’t think like that! I practice Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance. My Master teaches us to be good people, and I don’t hate you. You must cherish your life. Master said that it’s not easy for people to come to this world. It takes hundreds of thousands of years to get a human body. You must cherish it!”
She began crying and said, “Please forgive me. I beat so many people but I never shed a tear. No one ever cared about me. I beat you but you still care about me. I’m not worthy of your compassion.” She cried even more sadly. I told her I forgave her.
Throughout the following days, I noticed she didn’t have enough food to eat so I gave her half of mine. She didn’t have enough clothes so I gave her some of mine. She wept and said, “Sister, if someone like you had cared for me before, I would not have done so many bad things and become who I am now.”
She asked me why I didn’t fight back when I was beaten. I told her that our Master asked us to practice compassion and forbearance. She told me that Falun Dafa practitioners were not anything like the CCP said on TV. I told her the CCP was broadcasting lies to slander us. I pointed out that all Chinese were being deceived and lied to by the Party. She said she understood.
My brother and I were detained for two weeks. I had a dream on my second day back home: My sister-in-law gave me a bowl of medicine and told me that my broken rib would be fixed if I drank it. I told her that Master would take care of me so I threw away the medicine. When I woke up, I found that my rib was no longer broken. I no longer felt pain anywhere. It was amazing. Thank you, Master!