(Minghui.org) I’m 14 years old this year and I’m in sixth grade. My grandma said that after I was born, she often taught me to memorize Master’s poems from Hong Yin. I could have grown up happily in this cultivation environment. However, when I was four years old, she was imprisoned and persecuted by the Chinese Communist Party (CCP), so I stopped practicing.

I was lost in the great dye vat of ordinary people. I entered elementary school, and was surrounded by the CCP’s propaganda. I listened to the CCP and I was filled with hatred. I wanted to go to Japan and kill Japanese soldiers. Looking back now, the fact that I was on the verge of going down such a dark, twisted path seems utterly ridiculous.

During those years, my health was very poor. I especially had gastrointestinal issues, and I often experienced sudden stomach pain and vomiting. I was afraid to eat much, because overeating triggered the pain. Even in the sweltering heat of summer, I dared not eat ice sweeties. I would have a flare-up every 10 to 15 days, each bout of illness lasted at least three or four days, and frequently forced me to take time off from school.

Once, during a monthly exam, I was struck by a sudden excruciating stomach pain after I answered only one major question. I was forced to leave the room midway. One night, a stabbing pain, like a knife wound, suddenly seized my stomach, and I vomited. I threw up 10 times that night, bringing up even bile. I felt limp and drained of all strength—I was unable to even hold my head up, so my mother had to carry me on her back to the hospital. Because I was ill so often, I became a regular at the hospital and was on medication, causing my parents endless worry.

My grandmother was finally released from prison and I resumed practicing Falun Dafa with my grandmother. I’ve watched all the truth-clarifying videos in my grandmother’s mobile phone and understood that the CCP is persecuting Dafa, even harvesting the practitioners’ organs while they are still alive. This is so evil. I was determined to quit the CCP’s Young Pioneers. Grandma also kept me on track and we studied Zhuan Falun.

Master cleansed my body. That day my stomach hurt again and I vomited twice. However, I knew that Master was eliminating karma for me, so I did not take any medication. I listened to three of Master’s lectures and my body recovered within half a day. Since then, my stomach stop hurting and I have no more problems eating. I am even fine with eating three lollipops a day in the summer.

Now, I have cultivated for more than six months and I’m no longer ill. I occasionally, felt discomfort, but I knew Master was getting rid of karma for me. I just said, “Falun Dafa is good, Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good” and the discomfort quickly passed. Thank you, Master for cleansing my body and helping me be a healthy young practitioner.

I’ve read Zhuan Falun three times. I don’t know why but the third time I read the book I felt like crying. Grandma said it was because my knowing side was touched that I finally obtained the Fa. I’ve now started reading Zhuan Falun for the fourth time. Grandma encouraged me and urged me to memorize the poems in Hong Yin. I also hold myself to Falun Dafa’s principles of Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance. My xinxing is improving.

Something recently happened in school. I was playing with a classmate when he got angry and started scolding and hitting me. I was a little angry and thought of retaliating. However, I thought, “Isn’t this helping me get rid of karma and giving me virtue?” So, I thanked him. The more I spoke, the harder he hit me, but I just sat there, unmoved. It was very painful but I did not hate him. I was really thankful from the bottom of my heart.

The other classmates were shocked and said that I must have gone crazy. How could they understand a cultivator? If I wasn’t a practitioner, I would definitely not be able to remain calm and I may have fought with him. I was very happy after I overcame this test. That night I saw Master smiling benevolently at me. Every time I recall this scene I feel like crying. I want to thank Master for helping me.

After that classmate finished beating me, we sat for a mathematics exam. Mathematics is my weakest subject and I always scored around 70 points even after attending additional tuition classes. During this exam, I finished answering all the questions and was checking through my answers when I suddenly realized that I answered all the four main questions wrong and I corrected them before I had to submit my exam.

After returning home, I mentioned this to Grandma and she said that I would definitely score well this time because I passed the test and improved my xinxing. After a few days, the results came out and I actually scored 92. This is miraculous. Grandma said, “This is because you improved your cultivation state and got rid of your karma, so Master opened up your wisdom. Cultivation is really miraculous. You must cherish it and continue to do well.”

I’m really elated. I have only done such a tiny bit, but Master gave me so much more. Thank you, Master.

There was another amazing thing. I am moving up to junior high this year, but the nearby secondary school is a boarding school. Grandma did not want me to go to a boarding school because she did not want me to leave Dafa. As I am currently in my adolescence, she was worried that I may stop practicing and pick up bad habits.

They decided to send me to a day school that is farther away. Because that school is quite far and ends school quite late, we were thinking of renting a place nearby. However, this raises a very contradictory issue.

For the past more than a year’s time, my grandma and younger brother study the Fa with me every night. If I were to rent a place, it would affect our everyday Fa study environment. But Grandma said that no matter what, she could not let me go to the boarding school.

Much to our surprise, a miracle happened. One week after the start of the new semester following the winter break, the teacher sent a message to my parents, clearly stating that the nearby boarding school would no longer offer boarding starting this year, and that students from my primary school could enroll directly. In this way, our Fa study environment has been maintained and my grandmother no longer has to travel so far to pick me up or drop me off. Everything goes on as usual.

Grandma exclaimed happily, “This must be Master’s arrangement after seeing that we corrected ourselves. If we were to think like ordinary people, we would never have thought that the boarding school would no longer offer boarding. Only Master can make that happen!” I am also elated. I feel that Dafa is really miraculous. Thank you, Master, for your benevolent protection and for giving us the best arrangement.