(Minghui.org) I am almost eighty years old and practice Falun Dafa. I'd like to share a story about an experience I had last year in August with my fellow practitioners helping people quit the Chinese Communist Party (CCP). If there is anything inappropriate in the following paragraphs, feel free to point them out kindly.
It was one of those typical days where I was wandering the streets clarifying the truth and helping passersby withdraw from the CCP. While I was talking to a pedestrian at a bus stop, a police car pulled up in front of me. An officer got out of the car and commanded, “Get in the car.” Shocked by his rude behavior, I replied, “No! Why are you arresting me?” He didn't even explain himself before cuffing my hands behind my back and leading me to the police car. I looked out the window and realized that the people I had just clarified the truth to had reported me, calling the police moments after I spoke with them.
I struggled against the officer's grip, but he was very strong. I was reminded of Master's words,
“...do not endure passively, and face the evil people with righteous thoughts at all times. No matter what the situation, do not cooperate with the evil’s demands, orders, or what it instigates. If everyone does this the environment won’t be this way.” (“Dafa Disciples’ Righteous Thoughts are Powerful” from Essentials for Further Advancement II)
This police officer, however, had forcibly transported me in his car. The officers laid me on my back and kept another officer with me to keep me from sitting up. Along the way, I told the officers about how China's participation in the persecution of Falun Dafa was evil. I also gave them countless examples of karmic retribution encountered by those who persecuted practitioners. I told them that the CCP was keeping the truth from them, and how I felt bad for them, but they didn't utter a word.
When we arrived at the police station, I was finally allowed to stand up. However, before long, they tried to chain me to an iron chair. I didn't let them do such things to me, because in my heart I remembered Master's Fa. I calmly told them, “Children, you should stop. There is no reason whatsoever for you to incarcerate me.” One of them replied, “Our country will not allow you to practice Falun Gong!” I then asked, “Under which law of this nation does it say we cannot practice Falun Gong? If you can't answer that, at least give me a legal basis for my arrest today!” Then, as if it were one last test of strength, they tried to push me over into the iron chair. I knew then that I had to ask Master for help. When three large officers failed to push me into the chair, they called two more burly officers to help them. The five of them attempted to push me multiple times, but in the end their effort was futile. I could not be moved. They all became very tired, but they didn't know that it was because of the power of the divine Fa. I praised Dafa's mighty virtue.
The officers could do nothing, and couldn't force me to sit in the iron chair. So I sat in the leather chair next to it. I once again told them, “Quit the CCP and you will feel safe and peaceful for the rest of your lives. Don't sell your souls to the evil communist party!” At that moment, one of the officers noticed a flier in my pocket and a DVD of Shen Yun Performing Arts, and commented, “I've seen this before.” I replied, “Yes, they're all over the country, from the heart of the biggest cities to the most isolated of villages. Isn't that amazing? This show has massive appeal.”
Later, the director of this “operation” came to visit me. He made everyone leave the room with a wave of his hand and began to chat with me individually. He said, “Every family has their elderly and young...” I then interrupted, “You don't need to say much because it looks to me that you're a kind man.” I decided to tell him about an incident that occurred to me in 2005, which showed what was truly right and wrong. I wanted him to know what justice really is. I said, “A police officer surnamed Jiao once sent a group of five officers to arrest me. They said they caught me on video handing out Nine Commentaries on the Communist Party. I used a severe tone to reprimand them, 'At the very least you should gain some virtue for your children! By now you should know the true personality of Falun Gong practitioners!' I knew my attitude was not at all compassionate. I was arrested that same night. During the first part of the night, I was subjected to the torture of being hung up by my arms, and my hands still feel numb today. Before I was imprisoned for even a month, I heard that the station director's child had been killed under unclear circumstances. I even heard that the police officers even asked for confidentiality for this case. I kept telling him, 'It was my fault for not speaking kindly to him when he first came to arrest me. Had you known that what I wanted to tell him was truly for his own benefit, maybe I could have prevented him from doing any more evil deeds, and maybe his child wouldn't have encountered such a catastrophe. I regret not dealing with him in a righteous and compassionate manner. So today, I want to have this conversation the right way with you. You must believe in the fact that Dafa saves lives! The book of Falun Dafa, Zhuan Falun, has been translated into over thirty languages and sold in over one hundred countries. Everyone who has practiced it has benefited in one way or another. Plus, it was Jiang Zemin who schemed the entire self-immolation hoax in order to make the whole country hate Dafa. Jiang Zemin committed a heinous crime!"
The director, upon hearing this, ordered a police officer to uncuff me. Then, impatiently, he ordered, "Quickly!" After my handcuffs were removed, I attended my slightly bruised hands for a minute before clarifying the truth to the director. I said, "It's just you and me in this room. Are you a member of the CCP?" He replied, "Yes, I'm in it." I asked for his last name and whether he wished to quit the CCP. After getting his answer, I gave him a pseudonym, which he agreed to use for quitting the CCP.
Afterward, the director left to search for the details of my arrest. Another man came into the room, and I clarified the truth to him, too. I also told him about the Tiananmen Square self-immolation hoax. I showed him the lotus position and how to practice Falun Dafa. I compared the lotus position to Wang Jindong's cross-legged posture and showed how Wang's was completely wrong. I also pointed out how odd it was that while Wang's face was completely burned, his hair still looked healthy. I then explained to him how it is impossible that the plastic bottle, supposedly filled with gasoline, had not melted in his lap. The CCP had reckoned that all of the audience were fools. After speaking with him for a long time, he learned that I was an educator like him. I spoke to him about the teachers today who supported the CCP and abetted their evil crimes. I told him about how those teachers blackmailed students and committed other wrongdoings. He understood, and I asked him to quit the CCP. He said he was a member of the Party, but he immediately agreed to quit the CCP. I wished him peace forever.
After a little while, a younger man came to take the man out. The younger man then came back and said, "Old lady, everything you said was true! We had so many people try to move you and still couldn't!" I replied, "Divine intervention, isn't it? I'm almost eighty, so just one of you should have been able to push me down, but all five of you tried together and I still wouldn't budge. I then asked him, "Are you in the CCP?" He said, "Yes." I asked, “Will you quit? It will bless you with safety, peace, and good fortune for the rest of your life.' He replied, "Yes, definitely!”
In just a short time, I was able to save three members of the CCP and clarify the truth to them.
At the police station, I stayed for less than an hour. My righteous thoughts set me free, and soon I was out on the streets again, clarifying the truth.
