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A Young Falun Dafa Practitioner’s Cultivation Stories

Dec. 29, 2025 |   By a Falun Dafa practitioner in Hebei Province, China

(Minghui.org) I am a 12-year-old Falun Dafa practitioner in the fifth grade. My grandmother said that when my mother gave birth to me, my entire family was very happy. She gave me the name Ke Xin.

Studying the Fa

I grew up at my grandmother’s place. My grandmother is a Falun Dafa practitioner. When I was in kindergarten, she took me to school every day. On the way, she taught me how to recite poems from Hong Yin, such as “An Upright Person” and “Tempering the Will.” She often recited “On Dafa” to me, too. One day, she asked me to memorize and recite “On Dafa” with her. She would recite one sentence, and I would repeat it after her. After she recited the first sentence, however, I recited the rest of the entire first paragraph. Of course, my pronunciation of some of the words was not very clear. Grandmother was surprised and praised me for being clever.

We set up a small Fa study group for young practitioners in March 2020 and met once a week. We studied the Dafa teachings and cultivated by comparing ourselves with each other. We memorized Hong Yin and “On Dafa.” We also watch videos, such as “Heavenly Kids” and “The Wonderful World of Chinese Characters.” My Grandmother also shared the cultivation stories of other young Dafa practitioners with us. At night, if I finished my homework early, I would study Zhuan Falun, the main book of Falun Dafa, with my mother and grandmother. We have now studied Zhuan Falun for the second time up to Lecture Six. I am certain that Dafa has already taken root in my heart.

Reciting “Falun Dafa Is Good” Helps Me Escape Danger

When I was in the second grade, the teacher wanted us to join the Young Pioneers, which is one of the Chinese Communist Party (CCP) youth organizations. Actually, my grandmother had told me the harm one faces when one wears the red scarf. But I was afraid that the teacher would reprimand me, so I agreed to join the Young Pioneers. I even shouted at my grandmother, “I want to wear the red scarf.” My grandmother could only shake her head and say, “It's up to you!”

However, that night after dinner, I came down with a fever. My head ached, and my entire body felt uncomfortable. Dad bought flu medicine for me to take, and I felt a little better after sweating it out. But after a while, the fever came back, and my temperature just would not go down. Grandmother asked me to recite “Falun Dafa is good, Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good,” and I apologized to Master, saying that I would not follow the red devil. I did not recite or say a word. In the end, the fever lasted for two full days, and my mother was so worried that she almost cried.

My grandmother asked my mother to recite “Falun Dafa is good, Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good” with me. After reciting the phrases a few times, the fever disappeared, and I sat up to play. I later quit the Young Pioneers. 

I also remembered to recite the phrases whenever I was facing danger, so that I could remain calm and be safe. On the morning of July 3, 2022, my grandfather put me on the back of his bicycle to take me to the martial arts school to learn martial arts. On the way, we had to go through a tunnel under a bridge. It had rained a lot the night before, so there were puddles in the tunnel. When cars drove by, the water would splash on us.

I thought of Grandma’s reminders about reciting “Falun Dafa is good, Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good” if I ever encountered danger, so I recited the phrases in my heart. Miraculously, no matter how high the water splashed, none of it landed on me or my shoes.

One night in December 2022, I suddenly started vomiting and could not sleep the entire night. The next morning, although I'd stopped vomiting, I felt weak. I asked my grandmother if I had caught COVID. She said, “Young Dafa practitioners will not catch it. This is to get rid of your karma.” 

I then said, “In that case, I will listen to Master’s lectures.” Grandma turned on Master’s lecture recordings, and I listened intently. By five in the evening, I was able to eat, and by the next day, I could attend classes online.

Spreading the Truth and Saving Sentient Beings

Because I stay in my grandmother’s house, she brings me with her every weekend when she goes out to clarify the truth. Sometimes, we go to the park, where we go our separate ways to clarify the truth. Sometimes, we climb stairs to distribute materials or go out at night to put up stickers. I even clarified the truth to my classmate (a good friend), and gave her an amulet.

Before the Chinese New Year last year, I went out with my grandmother to put up “Falun Dafa is good” stickers. Because it had snowed the day before, the road was slippery, so we could not take the electric bike. She and I put up stickers as we walked along. Whenever we pasted one up, I would put my palms together to ask Master not to let the bad people see it so that it could save more sentient beings. 

Without realizing it, we walked a really long way, and I got really tired. When I said I did not feel like walking anymore, Grandmother said that there were still a few more places where we had yet to put up stickers. I said, “I'll wait for you here. Come and look for me after you finish. If someone comes near me, I will run.” Actually, I was scared, but thinking that Grandma was going to save people, I waited for her patiently.

After Grandma finished, we headed for home. After walking for a little while, I could walk no further. My grandmother wanted to take a cab, but there was no cab in sight. She wanted to carry me on her back, but I did not want her to. So we held each other up and staggered home. Although it was very tiring, I felt really happy.

It Is Wonderful to Have Master

On August 26, 2024, there was heavy rain in my city, and the water was flooding the houses in the low-lying areas. At that time, my mother and I had already returned to our upstairs apartment. When I heard my mother say that many low-lying houses were being flooded, I quickly called my grandmother and asked if any water had gotten in to her place. When she replied that her house was still dry, I asked her if that was for real. When she said that it was, I replied, “That puts my mind at ease. It is truly great to be a Dafa practitioner and be watched over by Master!”