(Minghui.org) I worked as a salesperson in a department store before I took up Falun Dafa. I was not a good employee. Every day, I arrived late and left early. I was a headache to my boss. Since learning Falun Dafa, I have followed the teachings of Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance. I returned the items I stole from the store and paid them back for the goods that I took that could not be returned. When I had conflicts with my coworkers or supervisors, I looked inward instead of finding fault with others and losing my temper.
Even when I was underpaid, I did not complain to my boss. I remembered the teachings of Master: “If something is yours, you will not lose it. If something is not yours, you will not have it even if you fight for it.” (Zhuan Falun)
I also got rid of my tendency to lie. Even though it jeopardized my self-interest, I told the truth. My coworkers and supervisors witnessed my positive changes. My boss commended me at the weekly staff meeting and suggested that others learn Falun Dafa as well.
In July 1999, the persecution of Falun Dafa started and my employers, pressured by the local police, moved me to clean the washrooms. I did not complain.
Master said,
“Since studying Falun Dafa, these workers have been coming to work early and going home late. They work very diligently and will do any assignment the boss gives. They also no longer compete for personal gain.” (Zhuan Falun)
This building had four stories, with two washrooms on every floor. They had not been cleaned since the building was opened! The floors and urinals were covered with hardened layers of urine. I brought my own small shovel from home as there were no tools at work to do the job. I worked so hard on it that I had blisters on my hands. When the shovel was bent, I fixed it and went back to work. I cleaned the place inside - out, because I knew I must follow the teachings of Falun Dafa.
When I cleaned my way up to the 3rd floor, the coworkers and supervisors were very touched. One said, “You did such a good job, I did not even want to go to the washroom (to mess it up). Our department manager spoke highly of you and wondered why they did not allow you to practice Falun Dafa. He said, 'She would not be so good had she not learned Falun Dafa!' The general manager has given approval to give you any tools that you might need, and that in the future the staff will have to take turns cleaning the washrooms, with your work as the standard.”
Despite the support I got, the local 610 Office pressured my employer to force me to resign, because everyone’s bonus was affected due to my beliefs.
Later, I found a temporary job at a restaurant. I went for the most dirty and hardest job. When we were not busy and others were chatting, I would clean the place. The boss provided room and board. I just ate leftover food, so the boss did not have to pay for my meals.
I did not steal and I got along well with my coworkers. They confided in me. My boss witnessed my behavior and was pleased to have me around. He told me, “You are really kind!” I used this opportunity to clarify the facts to him and his wife. After that, they were even nicer to me.
Faced with the persecution of Falun Dafa, as I had no way to appeal for justice, I decided to go to Beijing around October 1, the National Day. I found a job at a restaurant. They also provided room and board for their workers. They suggested that the staff take what we could eat without wasting food. But most people took more than they could eat. I ate with my supervisor and I would wash her dishes after the meals. But she always had leftovers in her dish, so I reminded her not to take more than she could eat. She gave me a dirty look.
Later, I saved all her leftovers in my bowl and when it was time to get food, I would not go. After my supervisor found out that I had been eating her leftovers, she cleaned her plate every day.
On the day I resigned, it was cold. My coworkers gave me a nice jacket to wear, to keep warm. I was very touched. I knew that I had won their respect by doing what a Falun Dafa practitioner should do. I had tears in my eyes as I walked towards Tiananmen Square.
One day I was riding my motorcycle to work when a sedan was backing my way all of a sudden. I could not break fast enough, so my motorcycle went under the bottom of the sedan. I was catapulted over the top of the sedan and fell on the other side.
I could not move for a long time. Many passersby came over and thought I was going to die. I held a strong thought that I was a Falun Dafa practitioner and that I would be fine.
So I slowly got up. Blood was streaming down from my hand. I used my jacket to wrap it. The driver and the passenger got out of the sedan and were evidently shocked. They were afraid that I would blackmail them and were afraid to take me home.
I told them that I practiced Falun Dafa and would not make it difficult for them. I said that, if my motorcycle had not been damaged, I would have ridden it home myself. They called their friend to take me to an auto shop because they were from out of town and put 100 yuan in my hand.
The mechanic, who was a friend of my husband's, was outraged. He said, “It was such a bad accident. Even 1,000 yuan would not be enough (compensation).” I said, “I practice Falun Dafa. I need to consider others first.” I was in pain all over when I got home. I needed my husband’s help just to turn over in bed.
After a month, by studying the Fa and doing the exercises, I recovered. I took a copy of the Nine Commentaries on the Communist Party and the 100 yuan with me and went to the driver’s home. When he saw me, he was nervous. He thought I wanted more money. When I returned the 100 yuan to him, he was touched. He said, “In this day and age, I never imagined such a kind person could exist!”
I wish to tell everyone, “Falun Dafa is righteous! Falun Dafa is wonderful!” I hope more kindhearted people will support Falun Dafa and have a bright future.