(Minghui.org) I was arrested in 2013 for practicing Falun Dafa. Regardless of where the police took me, imprisonment did not prevent me from talking to people about Dafa and the persecution of the practice.
Harmonious Family Because of Dafa
I'm 56 years old. I started to practice Falun Dafa in November 1996. Prior to that, I was a walking medicine cabinet and suffered from many illnesses, including inflammation of the stomach lining and inflammation of the gallbladder. My family was poor and could not afford to send me to school, so I grew up illiterate. I looked like an old woman before my time, and I felt that life was meaningless.
The first time I listened to a lecture by Master Li, the founder of Dafa, I could not help crying, but did not know why. When I listened to Lecture Three, I started to feel sick. At work, I did not have any symptoms, but they returned as soon as I got home–coughing, high fever, and headache. Fellow practitioners told me later that Master was adjusting my body.
The symptoms went away after a few days, and I recovered from everything that previously afflicted me within a short time. My body felt so light without any illnesses.
After studying Zhuan Falun, the main book of Dafa, I learned that practitioners must be good people at all times. I used to have a short temper. I became tolerant and corrected my mistakes, and my family became harmonious. My two sons and my younger sister also practice Dafa, and we share our thoughts about cultivation and our experiences.
Student: “Heavens, I Am Finally Saved!”
My sister and I have been persistent in clarifying the truth to people face-to-face. Over the years, we have persuaded about 50,000 people to quit the Chinese Communist Party (CCP) and its affiliated organizations. We talk to people more than 20 days each month, and we typically persuade between 40 and 70 people to quit the Party each day.
We carry Shen Yun disks and pamphlets and offer Dafa informational materials when people ask for them.
My sister and I met five high school students in the summer of 2012. We persuaded them to quit the Communist Youth League and Young Pioneers, youth organizations of the CCP. One of the girls waved at the sky excitedly and shouted, “Heavens, I am finally saved!” The other girls lifted her upward.
Prison Environment Changes for the Better
I was arrested for distributing Dafa materials in September 2012. The police ransacked my home, arrested my sister and my younger son, and we were detained for 15 days.
In the detention center, I learned that police stations had been given arrest quotas before the Party's 18th Congress. The detention center was overcrowded, and everyone had to dump whatever was left on their plate and leave the dining hall at the end of a short time so that more prisoners could enter the cafeteria.
One day, the guards told us that time was up and ordered us to dump our food. We were one of the last groups to enter, and we had just begun to eat.
“It's difficult for farmers to grow crops,” I said. “Food can't be casually wasted. Our Master told us to be good people. I cannot waste my food. I'm not going to dump it.”
The guard dragged me to the middle of the hall and dared me to repeat what I had said.
“Falun Dafa has been wronged,” I said. “The Tiananmen self-immolation was a hoax. It was a lie fabricated by Jiang Zemin and Luo Gan to incite the Chinese people to hate Dafa.”
Many people, including the guards, listened quietly.
“Falun Dafa is good! Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good!” I shouted, and my sister joined me. The prison director and the political commissar heard the commotion and came over. They smiled and told me to take my food to my cell.
From then on, food was no longer wasted, and everyone was allowed to take their food to their cells. Everyone shouted “Falun Dafa is good!” as soon as they saw my sister and me, and the guards did not interfere.
The prison's director and political commissar quit the Communist Party. My sister, my son, and I were released 15 days later. We had in our hands a list of about 30 people who had quit the CCP.
The Real Victims Are the Persecutors
I was arrested again in August 2013. I was taken to a hospital for examination, and my blood pressure and heart rates were abnormal. Yet, three officers took me to the detention center. No matter where they took me, I talked to them about the persecution non-stop. One of them said, “Your outreach is so strong. How much money did they give you to work this hard!”
In the detention center, the guards did not allow me to leave the cell because I refused to wear the prison uniform. Others had to fetch food for me. At every meal time, I shouted at the dining hall from my window, “Brothers and sisters, Falun Dafa is the Buddha Fa. Please remember 'Falun Dafa is Good' and have a good future!”
Some just listened, and some called back, “Falun Dafa is good!” The guards then quickly drove everyone out of the dining hall and back to their cells.
After I was released, the local police ordered the neighborhood committee to assign five people to sit in the stairway of my building to prevent me from going out close to July 20, the day when the CCP began its persecution of Dafa in 1999. I tried to go out at noon, and they tried to stop me. I said, “I feel sorry for you. It's so hot, I wanted to buy you a watermelon.” They would not believe me. I walked past them anyway.
They followed me to keep me from distributing Dafa materials. I bought a big watermelon, went back home, cut it into pieces, and served it to them. They were too embarrassed, so it took me a while to persuade them to eat it. I then talked to them about Dafa. They never showed up again.
The real victim of the persecution are those poor people who have been duped into carrying out the persecution.
Blessings for Believing in Dafa
My original home is in a remote countryside more than 300 kilometers (185 miles) from where I live now. My sister and I have distributed Dafa informational materials there many times and helped more than 10 families quit the CCP. Many of them have received blessings.
One of my brother-in-laws was diagnosed with inflammation of the pancreas and was in critical condition. My sister and I went to the hospital, talked to him about Dafa, and helped him quit the CCP. His condition improved, and he was moved to a regular ward. A few days later, he was discharged from the hospital.
When I was arrested, my younger brother demanded that the police release me. The police showed him the Dafa poster and said, “Look what your sister has done.”
My brother took the poster, slammed it on the table, and said, “Falun Dafa is indeed good! Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is indeed good!” The police released me.
Two years ago, my brother's farmland was re-purposed for road construction, and he was compensated with nearly a million yuan. (Often in China, the government takes property away without payment.) For years, he has been healthy and had no problems. This is because he has been blessed after protecting a Dafa disciple.
During my years of truth-clarification, I have often shown attachments to showing off, competition, zealotry, jealousy, and so on. I was arrested and detained many times. Despite hints by Master, I still behaved poorly. I will continue on my cultivation path and strive to be steadfast.
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