(Minghui.org) Twenty-two years ago, my life was miserable to say the least. I was plagued with arthritis, nephritis, asthma, and bronchitis. On top of that, I suffered from insomnia, which only aggravated my depression. As if that was not enough, my son was a special needs kid whom many people called dumb behind my back.

My fate changed after I began practicing Falun Dafa in 1996. Falun Dafa, also known as Falun Gong, is a spiritual discipline based on the principles of Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance.

The Chinese communist regime has been persecuting Falun Dafa since July 1999. I share my story to attest to the miraculous power of Falun Dafa, which is nothing like what is depicted by the state propaganda.

From Special Needs Kid to High Achiever

I had a difficult pregnancy with my son that resulted in a breech birth. My doctor had to use forceps to pull him out. A big chunk of flesh on my son's head was torn off during the delivery. He was born with a crooked neck and a blank expression.

My son failed to hit developmental milestones. Due to daycare workers' negligence, he fell off a bunk bed and hit his head on the concrete floor. His skull was fractured, and he remained in a coma for many days. Things got worse after he had pneumonia at the age of six. He often sat motionless and didn't know to try to duck when other kids started to hit him.

What pained me most was how people, including my coworkers, talked about him and called him names. I don't remember how many times I cried over people's comments about my son.

My son's teachers didn't even bother to have me attend parent-teacher conferences since he got zeros on almost all his tests. The only thing he was good at was drawing.

I saw a ray of hope when I began practicing Falun Dafa. I read Zhuan Falun, the main teachings of Falun Dafa, to my son one night, and he seemed like a normal kid the very next morning. He was able to articulate his understanding of Zhuan Falun, and I was beside myself with joy.

My son was in high school at the time. As he kept reading Zhuan Falun with me, he got better and better at his school work. He was later accepted by two top schools, including Beijing Film Academy and Northeast Normal University. He also studied temporarily at Tsinghua University, one of the best universities in China.

His drawing got better, too, and he became known as a good singer and dancer. His fashion design won an international award. He is now working as a stage manager for a film studio.

A Brand New Brain after an Incredible Dream

I was notorious for having an extremely poor memory. I didn't even remember my own apartment number. More than once, I used my key to try to open other people's doors.

I also felt fatigued all the time and had to take a break after working less than an hour.

Not long after I began practicing Falun Dafa, I had a dream that I still remember vividly. More than a dozen doctors were operating on me in the dream. They cut open the back of my neck and pulled out a long white ribbon. Then I saw one of them holding up my diagnosis with two words on it: “brain tumor.”

As unbelievable as it was, my muddle-headedness was gone after I woke up. I no longer had trouble remembering things or concentrating on my work or other tasks at hand.

I knew that Master Li, the founder of Falun Dafa, had given me a brand new brain.

Sprained Foot Healed on Its Own, 610 Office Head Quit His Job

I took a fall one day while dropping off my grandson at his school. I managed to walk to the sixth-floor apartment of my niece, who lived nearby.

My niece's husband was the head of the local 610 Office, an extra-legal agency tasked with eradicating Falun Dafa and given the power to override the judicial system. He told me that his boss remained bedridden for six months after he broke his foot.

I asked Master Li to please help me recover. My ankle remained swollen for the next few days, but it didn't hurt at all. Days later, my foot was totally fine.

My nephew-in-law was in awe of Falun Dafa's healing power. He said he'd no longer persecute Falun Dafa practitioners. He quit his job and was transferred to a different post.