800 Residents of Chinatown Spend the Evening with Falun Gong Practitioners During Historical Blackout
(Clearwisdom.net) On Friday the 15th the electricity was still not working in Manhattan's
Chinatown. In spite of many difficulties, we decided to not cancel our weekly Friday night film show
in Chinatown's Roosevelt Park. It was very dark and extremely difficult to set up the equipment. One
difficulty was deciding where to set up the screen. We had about 800 Chinese sitting in the dark
waiting for the show to start. What else could they do without lights and electricity in their
apartments? We finally found a spot where everybody could see. Looking at the huge crowd that was
about to learn the truth about the persecution, I was deeply moved but also concerned about the
safety of our equipment. Considering the darkness it would have been difficult to react to any
unforeseen problems. We were also short of practitioners, since the subway wasn't running and many
couldn't get to the location. At 8.30 we could finally start showing "Journey to the West" - a very popular and very
funny Chinese TV-series, based on the cultivation story of the Monkey King, who is also briefly
mentioned in Zhuan Falun. There was still no light around--our projector was powered by a
small gas generator. I looked at all the faces and thought I rarely had seen Chinese laughing like
this. The adults and children were enjoying themselves. I thought this would be a good story for the media, who were looking for great pictures from the
blackout. At around nine o'clock I called a practitioner to ask him to call a few newspapers. As
soon as I had him on the line the lights in Chinatown went back on! Immediately, our whole audience
started cheering. Chinatown had been without electricity for 29 hours. I told the person on the
phone "Never mind--the lights just came back on!" Understandably, many Chinese went back home and we concluded the show and our short Falun Dafa
films at around 10.30 with a smaller audience. One of the Westerners who organizes the film shows
told me recently "I don't feel like it's us (practitioners) and them (the Chinese) any more.
When I go to Chinatown I feel like I'm seeing my friends." I agreed and felt very fortunate
that we were in Chinatown with hundreds of our friends during this historical blackout.
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