A Teenage Girl Faces the Evil, Validates Dafa and Clarifies the Truth
(Clearwisdom.net) I fortunately obtained the Fa in May 1998. When Dafa
encountered unprecedented damage I realized that we should step forward to
safeguard Dafa instead of hiding for personal safety. My family appealed in
December 1999 and we were all put into a detention center afterwards. In the
beginning I had a bit of fear in my heart, but gradually I was no longer afraid.
Once, seven to eight policemen interrogated me. I didn't cooperate throughout
the whole process. When they cursed Teacher and Dafa, I argued with them with
perfect assurance and my voice shook the entire police department building.
Finally, when making out the report they asked me, "Will you still practice
in the future?" I replied to them with several sentences that I had
previously written, "As long as I am alive, cultivation will not end. If I
would not cultivate this life, then when?" Later, in the detention center,
the guards all accused my dad and mom for making me follow the practice, which
resulted in my detention at age 16. I told them, "It is not wrong for my
dad and mom to teach me to practice Falun Gong; neither is it wrong for me to
cultivate Falun Dafa. I am detained here only because you dare not allow me to
tell the truth. It's you who are wrong." Three days later, I was released
without having written any "guarantee statements." [Note:
Authorities often force detainees or those in brainwashing classes to write
statements, promising never again to practice Falun Dafa, never again to go to
Beijing to appeal and never again to associate with other Falun Dafa
practitioners and that they regret ever having practiced Falun Gong.] Due to the authorities' past interference I was not able to attend high
school when I graduated from junior middle school. What surprised me was that
after they released me, they took the initiative to contact a high school for
me, personally drove me to the school, and moreover, they even granted me a
1,000 Yuan stipend. In my heart I knew clearly that it was our great Master who
arranged all this. While in high school, I clarified the truth and promoted the
Fa to everyone around me. I changed many people's misunderstanding towards Falun
Gong. At one time the school planned to hold a public meeting to
"criticize" Dafa. One schoolmate informed me ahead of time and asked
me to get mentally prepared. He told me that the school was planning to have me
give a speech condemning Dafa. Everybody said to me, "Just write one
against your will, then tell your Master in your heart that you were forced.
Besides, you are only 17 years old. You are so young that your Master will not
blame you." I thought about this repeatedly for a very long time. I knew
that if I didn't give the speech I would probably be expelled and have many
troubles. But I was also conscious that a Dafa practitioner should spread Dafa
instead of going against one's heart to damage Dafa. In the end I made up my
mind, "If the meeting to be held that day was to 'expose and criticize'
Dafa, I would stand up to safeguard Dafa and clarify the truth, and I should not
let the evil do bad deeds." On the day of the meeting this meeting was
cancelled, due to some sudden changes in the program. At school they all said things about me behind my back, from the principal to
the teachers. They even circulated rumors that I stand barefoot in the snow in
winter. After I learned this, I decided to go to the principal to clarify the
truth to him, but every time I tried I couldn't find him. Afterward I talked to
the teachers who taught our classes and told them that this is a rumor.
Gradually, the teachers all understood. At school I never slacked off, because everybody knew I was a Falun Gong
practitioner. They all closely scrutinized my behavior every moment. I left
everyone with an extremely good impression. On July 11, 2001, my mother and I
were arrested because we were distributing truth-clarifying materials. My dad
was forced to leave home to avoid being arrested himself. The university
entrance exams were over and my schoolmates had all gone home, but when they
heard the news that I was imprisoned, my schoolmates went to the police
department three times trying to get me out. People from the police department
ignored them. They then called people in the police department several times,
demanding that they release me. In prison I didn't do anything to cooperate with
the evil. In their words, I was the toughest one to be "transformed"
(brainwashed away from Dafa) as I didn't cooperate, neither with the soft nor
the hard tactics they used. In the middle of July, the detention center people
organized five of us Dafa practitioners to watch "Focal Point
Interview," a CCTV program slandering and defaming Falun Gong. They said
that whoever would hand in any "exposing and criticizing material"
would be released. Three other practitioners watched the CCTV program carefully.
My mother and I didn't even glance at it. Later, two practitioners staying with
me asked me why I didn't watch it. What if they asked us to write the
"exposing and criticizing material?" I said to them, "Knowing
clearly that it's fabricated, why should we watch it? At the same time, if we
would watch the fabricated stories on TV, aren't we actively accepting it?
Speaking of the 'exposing and criticizing material,' I won't be detained here if
I don't write it." After they heard my words, they regretted their actions
very much. They also understood they should not listen to the evil's orders and
allow the evil to be manipulate them. Later, when they were interrogated again,
they declared all "Guarantee and Repentance Letters" they had written
before to be invalid. People from the government and the judiciary bureau often came to see me in
the detention center. They wanted to find out what kind of person I was, who
held on so firmly to her faith. People in the police department also couldn't
understand how it was that they could not handle an eighteen year old girl. Half
a month later, my mom and I were released without charge. On September 18, I went to college as expected. My parents also escaped from
"the mouth of the tiger" to somewhere far away from our hometown.
However, our righteous minds had never wavered. We utilized every opportunity to
clarify the truth to worldly people. I often clarify the truth of Dafa to people
around me and validate Dafa to my schoolmates with my own actions. Everyone
knows that I am a good person. In November the school was going to collect
papers "criticizing Dafa." Every student was required to hand one in.
After careful consideration I said to my schoolmates, "I have already told
you the truth, and you also know that the TV is lying. Then will you still write
one?" I mentally prepared myself well that if the school forced me, I would
hand in a piece of positive material about my own experience as a Dafa
practitioner. Perhaps I would face dismissal from school, or be sent back home.
A genuine practitioner, however, is able to abandon everything for the righteous
Fa. Many fellow practitioners had lost their lives in order to validate Dafa.
What could my sacrifice count in comparison to theirs? In the end, under my
influence, no one in my class wrote this paper. The school did not investigate
it either. On December 20, the principal and teachers secretly asked my schoolmates for
any information they had about me -- how I spoke, what books I read, if I had
any discipline problems. The schoolmates identically replied, "No
negatives." They also said, "Why do you always investigate her? She
wants to keep her mind on studying well." After the incident I asked them,
"Why did you dare to step forward and protect me? Aren't you afraid of
being implicated? They answered, "Aren't we capable of discerning who's
good and who's evil? Can we idly stand by and watch them persecute you?" I
smiled after I heard this because I saw they were not misled by the evil's
"Single voice propaganda" anymore. The veil that had covered the true
nature had been taken off. I also felt happy for them because they had found
themselves and established a future for themselves. Now I understood better the importance of studying the Fa, clarifying the
truth, and sending forth righteous thoughts. Every day, besides studying well
and validating Dafa to schoolmates through my actions, I also used my spare time
and sleep time to study the Fa and send forth righteous thoughts. Even though my
time is very tight, I remembered Master's words clearly: "No matter how
busy you are, you can't neglect Fa study." ("To All Students at the
Nordic Fa Conference") On this Fa rectification path, what I have done is
far from enough compared to others. I should try even harder to do everything
well, to become more mature, and to fully deserve the title of a
Fa-rectification era Dafa disciple. Below is a letter of advice I wrote to the police officers. Please Summon Your Kind Conscience, and Stop Persecuting! Dear police officer acquaintances: I have always looked forward to speak out a cultivator's heartfelt wishes to
those police officers who all along have been involved in persecuting my family. In December 1999, in order to let the government know the truth, my family
wrote on a banner "Falun Dafa is good," which infuriated you. You
ransacked our home the same night and illegally arrested us. Confinement,
deception and cruelty didn't scare me, a 16 year-old high school student. You
were extremely angry and shouted: "Don't you want to go home?" At that
time, with tears in my eyes, I answered from the bottom of my heart, "I
do." In fact, only fellow practitioners can understand the meaning of my
words. As a Dafa disciple, who doesn't want to return to the home we have
departed from for a long time? It's because I wanted to return to the home where
I belong to that I have an indestructible and unshakeable, righteous faith in
Dafa. What does worldly fame and interest mean to us? It is not even comparable
to the hair of an ox, it is so unimportant. In the end, you had no choice but to
release me and threaten me not to fall in your hands the next time. Throughout the year of 2000, you made my family a focal point. You came as
you wished. You, however, called it "caring." I wondered how you can
call yourselves the "people's police?" On July 11, 2001, right after I
finished my college entrance exam, you madly surrounded my house again. Without
showing any warrant, you unconstitutionally ransacked my home and forcibly
arrested me. You also arrested my mom at work. My dad had to leave home to avoid
illegal arrest and make a life for himself on the street. We lost contact with
him. You destroyed a family that was previously filled with laughter and joy.
You broke up our family and are the cause of our separation and loss of contact
with each other. In jail I could not see my mother. You originally
planned to find out my daddy's whereabouts as well as the source of the Dafa
truth-clarifying material from me, the child. I didn't cooperate and didn't say
one word in several interrogations. Then, you revealed your vicious side! You
handcuffed me onto the ice-cold metal pipes, left me alone in the room and went
out. During the days in jail I had a high fever for several days, vomited and
did not feel like eating. However, not only did you not have any compassion for
me, but took advantage of me when I had a bad fever and attempted to "open
the gap" from me. Against your expectation, I let your plan fail again. You
gnashed your teeth and said: "Why don't you have a higher fever? We will
detain you for 20 more years." I replied with righteousness, "Go
ahead. Twenty years from now I will be only 38 years old. After I come out, I
will still cultivate Dafa." Hence, I started reciting Master's poem
"Non-existence." "To live with no pursuits, to die with no
regrets; all excessive thoughts extinguished, cultivating Buddha-hood is not
difficult." You were flustered and exasperated, and in the end you deducted
70 points from my score on the college entrance exam. Thus I lost the
opportunity to attend a good school. Today, I have nonetheless entered a school
on the date scheduled. The school authorities also tried to put pressure on me,
wanting to force me to give up cultivation. But, as a cultivator, I have seen
the truth of the universe. I will never give up Dafa! You have come to the
school several times, attempting to find out my parents' whereabouts from me.
But what you had not expected was that I'd already used my life to safeguard the
Fa when I was merely 16 years old. Now I can only be more mature and even more
firm. I sincerely advise all people who are persecuting Dafa practitioners to take
back your lies and harmful tricks. Wake up and escape disaster at this last
moment. Sober your mind and clearly see the truth. For your future, for your
everlasting life, don't persecute Dafa any more. Dafa practitioners are good
people, are noble people, and are people who can sacrifice everything for the
truth. Posting date: 3/19/2002 |