At noon on November the 14th 2003, I visited my husband's relatives' home to give them a Video-CD of Teacher's lecture. I caught a mini-bus, which would take me to my destination in ten minutes. Right as I was boarding, the driver began yelling at me for no reason. After getting on the bus, I heard a passenger say, "She probably didn't hear the driver yelling."
The fare conductor replied, "Maybe. Otherwise no one would just sit there and take it."
Then I said, "Yes, I heard him, but I am a Falun Gong practitioner. Master Li has told us not to hit back when attacked, not to talk back when insulted, and to think of others first in all our endeavours. I understand why the driver is yelling. It was not done maliciously, so I shouldn't be mad at him."
The driver was embarrassed and quickly asked me, "Aren't you scared?"
"Scared of what?" I replied. "I was jailed in a forced labour camp for twenty months. Look at the electric shocks that I endured," I said, showing him the scars on my arms.
The other passengers came over right way, hoping to catch a glimpse of them too. Some of the passengers were shocked. "So it's true! They beat you, but for what?"
"They tried to force me to give up practising Falun Gong. Eighteen people beat me for two hours, making my body black and blue, in order to make me sign a guarantee statement. Later, they shocked me with two high-voltage batons at once, causing blue sparks to arc across my chest, back and neck. They pressed the batons against my skin until it scorched, leaving scars like this one on my arm. Many imprisoned practitioners endured horrible torture. As a result, some people's feet were left crippled, and others suffered from cerebellar atrophy. They also stabbed our fingers and toes with needles. So far, over eight hundred death cases have been confirmed, and more than a hundred thousand practitioners are illegally jailed."
Hearing what I said, all of the passengers were astounded. One of them commented, "The Party is far too ruthless."
The driver asked me, "So they would have not beaten you, had you signed a statement renouncing the practice, right?"
"Right. They would have released me right way, but as a human being, I must support justice by having the courage to speak out about the truth."
Upon hearing this, everyone on the bus agreed with me. I continued, "We suffered unspeakable tortures, but we never yielded. Those guys in the forced labour camp, from the top levels down to the bottom, admired us and gained further respect for Master Li.
They said, "We really admire your Teacher for having so many steadfast disciples." Taking a risk among strangers on the bus, I had spoken out about what I needed to say.
Then four new passengers boarded while two others left the bus. To make sure they could all hear the truth, I added, "Please remember that Falun Dafa is good!"
When I finally got off the bus, the driver and the fare conductor both said, "Take care, ma'am."
"Thank you," I replied.
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