(Minghui.org) I began to practice Falun Dafa in June 1996 and I’ve had many amazing experiences over the years.

Unscathed by a Serious Accident

When I first took up the practice, I read the main book Zhuan Falun every day. The more I read, the more I could not put it down. Words cannot express my joy at having found Dafa.

Something happened less than three months later and I was amazed by the way I handled the situation.

One afternoon at the end of August 1996, I had just gotten off work. I waited with my bicycle at an intersection for the traffic light to change. I was hit by a tractor, and my bicycle and I were dragged underneath it. Perhaps the driver was in disbelief—instead of stopping he accelerated and turned the corner. I was conscious and I felt the tires running over my back. I shut my eyes thinking I was about to die.

I could hear people shouting: “Stop! Stop!” But the driver kept going. I closed my eyes and the tires continued to spin, crushing my back.

As I lost all hope, I suddenly wondered why I didn’t feel anything even though the tires were on my back. I thought of Master—he said he would protect Dafa disciples! We will not be in danger. I opened my eyes and shouted: “Stop! Stop!” I kept shouting and passersby shouted as well. Finally, the driver stopped the tractor.

I tried to climb out, but I was trapped. No one helped me. By then, I was exceptionally calm because I believed Master would protect me. Perhaps people thought I was severely injured and were afraid to see the extent of my injuries. The driver did not get down to help me either. Maybe he was frightened.

I shouted from under the tractor: “Reverse it!” The driver started the engine but instead of reversing, he moved forward. He stopped then reversed and stopped again. Finally I managed to crawl out and pull my bicycle out. Not a single person helped me.

The driver sat on the tractor stupefied. I then saw clearly I'd been hit by a tractor pulling huge stones.

Passersby came over when they saw I was all right. Someone scolded the driver and demanded that he take me to the hospital. The driver slowly got down and stood in front of me. His face was pale and he looked at me timidly, expecting me to give him a dressing down.

I was not angry at all. On the contrary, I felt sorry for him. I said to him kindly, “You don’t have insurance for your vehicle, is that it?” He nodded. I continued to speak gently, “You must drive carefully in the future. It is not easy for farmers like you to make a living. If you had run into someone else, imagine how much money you would have to pay for compensation! I practice Falun Dafa! I am fine and I don’t need to go to the hospital.”

Eyewitnesses suggested I go to the hospital anyway, but I said I was fine. The driver bowed deeply and thanked me. I said, “Don’t thank me. I practice Falun Dafa.” What’s even more extraordinary was that my bicycle was not even damaged. I pushed my bicycle and walked a few steps forward. I turned back and saw the driver still standing there, bowing.

This took place more than two decades ago, but every time I recall the scene of the driver bowing, I weep. I regret not telling him that he should thank Master!

I was still breastfeeding my child then. I was not in acute pain. My husband saw clear, purple tire marks on my back and thighs when he woke up the next morning. He was upset and admonished me for not taking down the tractor’s plate number. My coworkers also chided me for not getting the driver’s contact information. No matter what others thought, I did not regret the way I handled the situation. I knew Master had saved my life! I should listen to Master and be a better person. I should be considerate of others.

When I thought over the incident, I was amazed by how I'd changed! Indeed, I had become a completely different person in less than three months after I started practicing Dafa! Nine months before, when I was 7 months pregnant, I was hit by another bicycle from behind while riding to work. The young man who hit me apologized, but I thought he was not sincere enough. I was uninjured, but I wouldn't him leave. He was in a hurry to get to work and kept apologizing, but I refused to let him go. I even said that, even though he wore glasses, he was uncouth and uneducated. He responded, “You wear glasses but you don’t look like a shrew.” I was speechless.

I was combative and unreasonable before I practiced cultivation. Lightly hit by a bicycle and caught by a tractor and dragged for over 30 meters, the difference between the two accidents was obvious, yet the way I handled each situation was a world of difference. I truly changed after practicing Falun Dafa! I am grateful to our great, compassionate Master!

Volunteering to be Demoted

The Chinese Communist Party (CCP) began to persecute Falun Dafa in July 1999. The principal at the school I taught at was under a lot of pressure from her superiors because she protected me.

In September 2009, the teachers in my school underwent a performance review. Due to the school’s quota, one teacher would be demoted and their salary reduced. No one wanted to be that person.

I told my principal, “I practice Falun Dafa and you suffered greatly to protect me from being persecuted. I don’t mind being demoted.” The principal replied, “You are an excellent teacher, I forbid you from applying for a demotion. Let all the teachers decide through a vote.” There were tears in her eyes.

In the end, I was not demoted. My coworkers saw that through practicing Falun Dafa, I had turned into a kind person and a good worker. I had many achievements and helped my school and city win awards.

In 2015, there was a performance review before I retired. This had an impact on my pension after retirement. I said, “There are more veteran teachers who have more pressure than me in life and worked hard all their lives. I hope they will not be demoted; There are also younger teachers who have more time to make contributions for this school. I also hope they will not be demoted. I volunteer to be demoted.” My superiors were upset with me. They said, “If such a reputable teacher like you is demoted, we will not be able to do anything afterwards. It will set a precedent and is not fair to the other teachers.”

Giving Up Housing

My workplace allocated housing to employees around 2001. It was the last time this would be implemented. Everyone waited for this opportunity for a long time. It was a chance to own a 89 or 90 square meter house costing 50,000 yuan in the school compounds. It was wonderful since it would save travel time and teachers had to work at 6 a.m., and 9 p.m. study shifts. It took me 20 minutes to ride to school on my bicycle and I had to ride to and fro from home four times a day.

One day, I was summoned to the principal’s office. She told me discreetly that she hoped I would give up my application for allotted housing. I was an eligible candidate. I hesitated. To protect Dafa disciples in the school, this principal had suffered a lot. Many practitioners in my area were detained in her classrooms. Yet in my school, at night, the principal would arrange for practitioners in the school to sleep at her house while she slept at the office. All of us were moved. We should be grateful and considerate of others. Perhaps there are others who need this housing more than me.

I quickly agreed to the principal’s request and gave up my right to be allocated a house. I was not upset and made the decision naturally. I credit this to our Master and virtue of Dafa!

I rode my bicycle to work for over 20 years, spring, summer, autumn and winter. I went through a lot of hardship. In the afternoon, while teachers living in the school compounds were taking a nap, I was riding home. Now, the value of this housing had appreciated to be worth over 300,000 yuan. Yet, I never regretted my decision at that time.

I was a competitive person before I practiced Falun Dafa. I pursued fame and gain. I had many worldly desires that brought me endless worries. After practicing Dafa, I lived by the principles of Truthfulness, Compassion, Forbearance and in the process, it has brought me happiness.