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Eight-Year-Old Falun Dafa Practitioner: I Want to Return Home with Master

May 27, 2022 |   By a young Falun Dafa disciple in Shandong Province, China

(Minghui.org) My name is Ruyi and I am an eight-year-old Falun Dafa practitioner from Shandong Province in China. I like to listen to the Minghui Radio’s programs for young practitioners and recite Master’s poems from Hong Yin. I would like to share my cultivation experiences with other young Falun Dafa practitioners.

My maternal grandmother said that before I was born my mother played Master’s lectures and Dafa music in the hope that I would hear them. I was immersed in Master’s protection and Falun Dafa after I was born. I grew to be a very healthy child. My grandmother taught me how to recite poems from Hong Yin as soon as I was able to talk and she’d also take me to clarify the truth.

My grandmother took me to clarify the truth once when I was three years old. She left me on the first floor of an apartment building while she went upstairs to distribute truth-clarification pamphlets. I did not dare to cry loudly, so I sobbed quietly. When my grandmother came back, she asked why I was crying. I said, “Why didn’t you take me to distribute the truth-clarification materials?” My grandmother promised that she’d take me along next time.

I would help fold truth-clarification pamphlets and put them into plastic sleeves. We distributed a truth-clarification pamphlet to an undercover policeman once. He grabbed my grandmother’s arm and said viciously, “You need to come with me.” My grandmother began clarifying the truth, but the policeman said, “Stop talking, or else I will take both of you to the police station.”

My grandmother was not scared and kept clarifying the truth. When the undercover policeman understood Falun Dafa, he let us go. My grandmother asked me if I was scared. I replied, “Yes.” She taught me to recite “What’s to Fear?” from Hong Yin II. I memorized it and was no longer scared.

My grandmother went to distribute the truth-clarification materials in another area while I sent forth righteous thoughts. We finished distributing the truth-clarification materials and went home safely with Master’s protection while reciting poems from Hong Yin.

Cultivating My Character

When I was in first grade, a third-grader slapped my face. It hurt so much that my head felt dizzy. I thought of a section of Master’s Fa and the pain started to disappear.

Master said,

“When it’s difficult to endure, you can endure it. When it’s impossible to do, you can do it.” (Lecture Nine, Zhuan Falun)

When I got home, I told my grandmother what had happened and I cried because I felt wronged. Why did he slap me? I did not even know him. I asked my grandmother why he hit me. My grandmother told me that perhaps it was karmic retribution from my past life. I understood and stopped crying.

I am now in second grade. My classmates often push or hit me. I do not take it to heart because I often think about a section of Master’s Fa.

Master said,

“...you did not strike back when hit or talk back when cursed at.” (Lecture Given at the Conference in Sydney)

If I came home with bruises on my face, eyes, and legs, my father would ask me, “Why didn’t you hit back? You should go tell your teachers!” I said, “I want to listen to Master. My grandmother and I would like to go home with Master.”

My throat was hurting a lot once. I did not tell my parents and studied the Fa with my grandmother. The pain in my throat slowly disappeared and I did not need to take any medication. Dafa is truly extraordinary.

I help my classmates while I'm in school, and my grades are very good. I am well-liked by my teachers and classmates. However, I still have many attachments to eliminate, such as preferring compliments and being unhappy when others do better than me. I also needed to eliminate my temper and my tendency to cry a lot. I will study the Fa well and eliminate my attachments!

Thank you Master! Thank you Master for your compassionate salvation!

The above cultivation experience was narrated by myself and my grandmother helped prepare it. Please correct me if anything is incorrect.