(Minghui.org) I was 18 and going to school to get a teaching degree in 1994, when a classmate said that I seemed to be spiritually inclined and lent me a Falun Dafa book.
I skimmed the pages and attended a few video lectures, but was not motivated to pick up the practice. I started later, in 1999, the year the Chinese Communist regime started to persecute Dafa. I started after seeing my mother remain steadfast in the practice.
Thank you, Master, for accepting me as a genuine disciple.
Popular Among Parents and Students
I taught elementary school classes beginning in 1997, and everyone knew that I practice Falun Dafa. It was important that I lived by the Dafa principles of Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance. In my mind, everyone I met was fated to meet with me, and therefore everything I said and did would determine their opinion of Dafa.
Because of the good reputation I had built up through years of hard work, the school received many phone calls from parents who wanted their children in my class. The principal knew me well, but he was still surprised by the phone calls. I had more than 60 kids in my class, over a dozen more than other classes.
I never picked the class I wanted to teach, so I ended up teaching first grade—the least desirable grade for many—four times. This helped me lay a good foundation for talking to everyone about Dafa and the persecution.
As a practitioner, I knew that I must pay attention to my conduct, teach every lesson well, do every assignment well, and be responsible to every child in my class. Because I did, the school management, my colleagues, and parents began to think highly of Dafa practitioners.
At graduation, I told my class: “We have been together for six years, and you are my family. Every one of you is very good looking, because 'the appearance stems from the mind.' You are compassionate. You all know I practice Falun Dafa, so please remember 'Falun Dafa is good! Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good!' In the future, when you're in trouble, don't forget what I told you. I wish you the best in your future.”
Bringing Dafa and Cultivation Stories Into the Classroom
Six years ago, when these children entered first grade, I helped them quit the Young Pioneers after they had been forced to join the communist organization. In class, I incorporated the persecution of Dafa and cultivation stories into my teaching. I told the children about the staged self-immolation on Tiananmen Square. I also taught them about true patriotism, and that love for one's country is not the same as loyalty to the Communist Party.
The children learned about traditional Chinese culture through stories about virtue, humility, and distinguishing between right and wrong. I also spoke of Han Xin, who “endured the humiliation of crawling between someone’s legs.” (Zhuan Falun, “Lecture Nine”)
They learned that students outside of China do not have to join the Young Pioneers. I even told them about the communist regime's harvesting organs from living Falun Gong practitioners and selling them for profit.
News became teaching materials, and I explained what true justice entails by talking about the tainted rice, tainted baby milk powder, and the substandard construction that resulted in the deaths of thousands during the Sichuan earthquake.
I not only talked to the children about Dafa, but also to some of the parents and my colleagues. They all were very accepting of Dafa, and some of them quit the Party and its affiliated organizations.
Everyone Must Hear About Dafa
Besides colleagues, students, and parents, I have kept in close contact with my former classmates and relatives. My classmates all know that I practice Dafa and regard me as a good person. At our class reunion and at parties, I distribute calendars with information about Dafa and try to persuade everyone to quit the Party.
The first day of my summer vacation, my son and I rode a motorcycle to put up posters with information about Dafa and the persecution. On our way home, we were hit by a taxi. I thought, “It's okay. I have Master's protection, so both my son and I will be okay.”
The driver and his girlfriend got out of the car and apologized. He explained that he was teaching her to drive, and they were bickering. I said, “I practice Falun Dafa. We are so fortunate because of our Master's protection. You were lucky, too, to have met my son and me. You can go now.”
I was not hurt, and my son only had a scratch on his arm, which healed within two weeks.
