(Clearwisdom.net) My daughter is a middle school student. She admires those young practitioners that live overseas so much, for they have such a good cultivation environment. She feels they are so lucky because they can go to Minghui Schools.
Previously, we had a local Falun Gong practice site for young practitioners. At that time I was the assistant for the site. The younger practitioners liked to take turns reading Teacher's Zhuan Falun and Essentials For Further Advancement, and to share with each other how they improve their character in the classroom and at home. They also liked to share their understandings about supernormal phenomena and legends. They tried very hard to do the exercises correctly--some of them would break out in a sweat trying to keep the proper position for the sitting meditation exercise.
After the persecution began in 1999, I went to Tiananmen Square to appeal for Falun Gong three times. I was detained and sentenced to the forced labor camp four times for practicing the Falun Gong exercises publicly and distributing truth-clarifying materials. During that time my daughter showed her perseverance, support, and steadfast belief in Falun Dafa. She was always cheerful and considerate around me, but she was seen crying after I left. By the time I left the detention center with strong righteous thoughts, three years had passed. I learned how she felt about the persecution by reading her journals and poems she wrote while she was attending elementary school.
Once, her teacher and assistant principal slandered Falun Dafa and Falun Dafa practitioners during class. My daughter wrote in her journal: "I tried my best to stop the tears from pouring down my face and turned my head so no one would see. I wanted to speak out loudly that my mom isn't like what they said!" At that time she was still very young and didn't know how to tell others the facts about Falun Dafa. When I came back from the detention center, I found that my husband had left our home. My daughter still hopes that we will reconcile some day and doesn't want us to divorce. During that particular period, I focused on the three things Teacher asked us to do and on my daughter's school studies. As clarifying the truth locally became more demanding on our time, my daughter's righteous thoughts became stronger and stronger. She used every suitable opportunity to expose the staged self-immolations on Tiananmen Square and told her classmates about what Falun Gong was truly like. She also invited her friends to come to our home and watch the truth-clarifying VCD's. Her friends also took literature to school to read by themselves and even read them aloud to others. My daughter often happily told me the names of the people that had understood the truth about Falun Gong from her that day.
Once her political science teacher asked her to help with printing some review materials for a test. I reminded her to look for any questions slandering Falun Dafa. She breezily responded: "Don't worry, it'll be fine." But when she saw the materials, she noticed that there really was a defamatory question, so she removed it from the review materials. When she returned the printed materials to her teacher, she told her teacher that defaming Falun Dafa was wrong. Falun Dafa teaches people to be good, and practitioners don't' kill others or themselves like the state-run media says. After that, the students no longer had to memorize that question, and the teacher never used that question again.
Later, my daughter dreamed about validating Falun Dafa every day. She said, "Mom, the policemen are chasing me in my dreams. I grab a stack of truth-clarifying flyers and hold them with my left arm. As I am running from the police, I pass the flyers to the people I meet on the way. I tell them, 'Hurry up! Take it. This is very precious. Please read it. My school is forcing the students who held an experience-sharing conference to leave the school. I'm one of them. I have no regrets. I decided to study by myself at home.'" This may have been a test for her in her dream.
Once, the teacher of her political science class talked about Falun Dafa and then asked the students a question. Many students, who had seen the government videos that slandered Falun Dafa, raised their hands and prepared to answer the question according to what they had seen in the videos. Although my daughter is a very shy girl, she raised her hand, and the teacher called on her to answer the question. She started exposing the staged self-immolation on Tiananmen Square and described the persecution that Falun Dafa practitioners were suffering. One student had a truth-clarifying flyer with her and helped my daughter to clarify the truth about Falun Dafa. Another student, who is the child of a teacher, also spoke up in support. As my daughter finished talking, the teacher said, "You answered very well." After the class, many students gathered around her to hear more about Falun Dafa.
Recently, our local practitioners compiled some videos and flyers for the students and teachers. This morning, my daughter slept very late and described her dream when she woke up, "Mom, I had another dream. There were a lot of beautiful flower petals raining from the sky in front of our school. The flower petals turned into flyers whenever they touched a student or teacher. The flowers that touched the ground turned into very beautiful flowers, a kind that I have never seen before." We smiled at each other and I said to her, "Spring is coming."
