A watching-inmate suddenly walked into the cell thundering at 9:00a.m. next day, “Yiwen Tang! Grab your stuff!”
The Third Brigade chief walked in close behind her.
Under their close watch, I put my stuff in a plastic bag and limped out the cell slowly.
When I got to the yard, two watching-inmates dumped my stuff on the floor and checked it under the chief’s watch. The second the rough draft of my written testimony was found, she grabbed it, flipped through it and put it in her pocket.
Upon the checking, she led four watching-inmates to take me to the entrance of Chatou.
At the entrance, about fifty high-ranking officials with the Guangzhou Labor Camp Bureau and the Chatou Female Labor Camp walked up to me, standing before me as a dark mass.
“So many big shots, what’s up?” the four watching-inmates standing beside me whispered nervously.
“Squat down!” the Third Brigade chief suddenly thundered at me.
The four watching-inmates instantly squatted down fearfully.
I didn’t budge.
“Yiwen Tang! Why didn’t you squat down in front of so many high-ranking officials?!” the chief thundered again.
“Why do I have to squat down? Why can’t we talk equally?” I looked the bunch of people before me straight in the eye and said peacefully.
My weak body was swaying slightly with the wind.
I tried my best to stand firm and straight, with the not disabled leg holding my body.
The bunch of people glared hostilely at me.
After the two parties gazed at each other silently for a few seconds, an official stepped forward from the crowd and announced:
Yiwen Tang, you were being transferred to the Sanshui Female Forced Labor Camp immediately.
I said I needed to go to the toilet. Then the bunch of people followed me to the toilet, keeping a close watch on me.
Just as I came out of the toilet, the Third Brigade chief ordered a watching-inmate to tear off the small plate pinned to my bosom(Every inmate had a bosom plate, on which was written her name). I knew her frenzied thought: Wanted to cover up the fact that I was once locked up here lest I use it as evidence later.
Nevertheless I bade her goodbye politely.
She instantly yelled at me, “I never want to see you again!”
(In Chinese, the term “goodbye” also has the meaning of “see you again”.)
The scene was a bit funny, making me feel like laughing.
The vice chief and three guards of the Sanshui Female Forced Labor Camp walked up and surrounded me.
Pulling the disabled leg, I slowly limped toward the pier…
As the ferry slowly ran toward the other side of the river, I held on to the rail looking back at the Chatou Female Forced Labor Camp…
During the two years and nine months in there, I had witnessed how numerous Dafa practitioners had been resisting the evil persecution;
In there, I had broken through countless tribulations with my fellow practitioners;
In there, Dafa had kept uplifting my moral character amidst tribulations…
Tears welled up in my eyes.
I didn’t know what awaited me ahead, nor did I think about it.
I just knew clearly that, whatever happened, my faith in Dafa would stay unwavering and indestructible.