(Minghui.org) I am a 15-year-old Falun Dafa practitioner. My mother often tells me to be considerate and tolerant of others by following the principles of Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance. I agreed, and try to follow what my mother told me to do. When someone gives me a hard time at school, I consider myself a practitioner and do not fight back.
Financial Aid
The school once decided to provide 800 yuan to low-income families to help with the tuition. Many students wanted to receive it, including me. When the teacher called my mother about the opportunity, my mother thought it wasn't right for her to apply for it because she is a practitioner. She said we did not qualify as a low-income family. The teacher then contacted my father, who went to the local government and got the paperwork processed.
Several days later, the teacher called me to the office and gave me 800 yuan. But in my mind I thought, “Should I accept this?”
One day I noticed that the school charged me for three meals in one day, even though I had only one meal. I discussed this with my mother and we realized we shouldn't have taken the 800 yuan. The next day, my mother returned the money to my teacher. She explained that the principles of Falun Dafa teach practitioners to put others first and not accept things that do not belong to us. They then chatted for a while about Falun Dafa. My mother explained the facts about the practice and the persecution to her, facts which are very different from the Chinese Communist Party's slanderous propaganda.
The teacher was excited to hear the truth, “I wish there were more people like you. If everyone in China practiced Falun Dafa and was no longer greedy, wouldn't society be a much better place?”
The teacher has since treated me well and helped me a lot. I know it's because she understood the truth of Falun Dafa. I am very happy for her.
A Beautiful Voice
I like singing, but I am not that good at it. My friends often laughed at me when I sang out of tune.
Since I started to practice a few years ago, I often listened to practitioners' songs and learned many of them. I was not only able to sing them in tune, but they also sounded very good. Interestingly enough, I could only sing Dafa songs in tune, not non-practitioner songs.
During the Chinese New Year celebration earlier this year, my class had a talent show and I sang a song composed by practitioners entitled, “The Story of Stars.” I was joined by the school principal, two counselors, and one photographer. The photographer also took a picture of me.
After I finished, everyone applauded, saying I had a beautiful voice and asked me to sing another one. So I sang “Be Saved” for them. When they asked for more, I sat in meditation on stage and sang “Meditation.” Everyone was impressed and warmly applauded. “This is really excellent,” one of the counselors commented, “It requires lots of hard work.”
Several months have passed and I still remember this moment well. The talent show helped them to get to know the truth of Falun Dafa, which will benefit them in the long run.
A Traffic Accident
I always feel fortunate to be a Dafa disciple because Master Li takes care of me and has saved my life several times. I would like to share one story from when I was nine years old.
It was a snowy day on New Year's Eve. The road was slippery and my grandmother was crossing the road with me. One car was going very fast and was headed directly toward us. The car knocked me down and I landed on the ground more than ten yards away, unconscious. The car did not stop until it went off the road, passed a ditch, broke some small trees, and hit a concrete utility pole. The airbag activated and the driver survived.
According to my grandmother, someone helped pick me up off the ground and saw that I was as limp as a noodle. People nearby said I might not survive. After being taken to the county hospital, I kept vomiting and convulsing but did not regain consciousness. The hospital doctors said I was too bad off for them to handle and referred me to the provincial hospital.
My mother came, and in her mind asked Master for help. She also recited “Falun Dafa is good” and “Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good.” In addition, she comforted the driver, “Please do not worry. My child will be fine.”
I was still unconscious in the provincial hospital's emergency room. The doctors told my mother to stay with me and keep calling my name, so she continued repeating the phrases she recited earlier. After the doctors hooked me up to an IV, I developed a rash all over my body. They later had to stop the infusion because they could not locate my vein.
My mother kept playing Master's audio lectures for me and I miraculously woke up several days later. Although I did not have any wounds, the doctors said I had nerve damage and concluded that I had a stroke. My mother asked me to continue listening to Master's lectures and keep reciting “Falun Dafa is good” and “Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good.”
I recovered fully in a short time. I am now almost six-feet-tall with the best eyesight in my class. I am healthy and happy.
