I am learning to develop my ability to « not define » life, to melt into it rather than dominate it… and by so doing… I learn to love… and the more I love… the happier I am every day!

I'm happy when my pupils smile in class and when they seem to be happy to be at school.

What makes me happy is to be back on the education road.

What makes me happy is doing a task that, I feel, fits with me and my personnality.

Having a cat makes me happy.

What makes me happy is to see the smile of people I like and the sunset. It's to hear the voices melody and children laughing. It's to smell flowers perfume and that of hot coffee. It's to feel under my fingers the softness of the skin and the grains of a fine sand beach…

What makes my happy is that , currently, I only come across friendly people : the optician and her manager, the sales assistants of the sporting goods store ,of the hardware store and at the cultural goods (cds, dvds, books and video games) and craft arts stores , and the waiters and cashiers at the chinese restaurant).

To see my rabbit smiles thanks to the web cam on the net (!).

The fact that I've met my soul mate makes me happy.

Cultivating my friendships is what makes me happy.

What makes me happy is telling myself every morning, while reading the Happython, that I am not the only one who thinks like this.

What really makes me happiest is seeing happy people around me, and what makes my heart smile is sharing my happiness with others.

What makes me happy is seeing my love, who lives in Toulouse, very soon.

What makes me happy is the day when my mother told me that she was happy to have a daughter like me.

What makes me happy every day, it is to see black slaves'sons and daughters appointed to fairly important positions, in a country where there were schools for Whites and schools for Blacks, buses for Whites and buses for Blacks, just very few decades ago.

What makes me happy is freedom of thought and see how deep and creative and generous people can be when they are free.

The light and sparkles in children's eyes sometimes make me feel like crying with happiness.

Overall, my friends (boys or girls) are the ones who make me happy, because they're always there for me.

The smile of a child after an X-ray treatment… A baby holding out his hand… All that makes me happy!!

A wet spring evening simply makes me happy.

What makes me happy is life... the simplicity of people... their joy of living and the smiles that surround me... I want to be happy with them like with myself... I want to live in the moment without ever forgetting the past that made me grow up so well.

What makes me happy is to go to the cinema with a girl who really appeals to me.

Breathing everyday and going with the flow of my dailyjourney enjoying a beautiful sunny day and if possible near the sea, the lake or a river.

Hearing that a friend is expecting a baby makes me happy.

What makes me happy is seeing my bunny thanks to the webcam.

Yesterday at work, I thought myself the black beast and eight girls offered me chocolate. I live in Japan, and, here, it's the women who offer chocolate to men. My day had started very badly, and finished very well…

What makes me happy is nature. Walking in the grass or on a beach, lying in fields, watching the sunset, picking wild leeks to make an omelette with them.

My greatest happiness has been the birth of my two children! One boy one girl:

After going on holidays alone, I come back home and I find my dog. It makes me happy.

A woman makes me happy.

What makes me happy is returning home, soaked, during a storm and hearing the rain beating against the windowpanes while I heat up tea!

What makes me happy is the sunset above the sea.

What makes me happy is the shoo-shoobidoos, the waboo waboos and all the rest.

What makes me happy is when in the dreams' fall when the breath of the day raises my eyelids, I'm aware that the moment when finally I'll be free is close. Every minute, every second that goes by is a step towards our reunion, my darling, my Night, my life.

When he holds me in his arms, my head goes “pssshit.”

What makes me happy? My new life with the man of my life hihihi !

What makes me happy is to eat braised fish with my fingers, in the shade of a tree, in the Ivory Coast, and to watch the sunrise on Buttes Chaumont Park.

What makes me happy is to be back on the education road.

Happiness is when I see my mother again, for whom I'll always be the same kid (even if I'm not this kid anymore) and to see her face lighting up and smiling.

What makes me happy is to have left my parents' house.

What makes me happy is snakes and when my parents accepted to get one at home.

What made me happy was to meet, totally by chance, the man who is now my husband. Thanks to fate, every day is a happy day.

To feel loved by my surroundings and to be able to return that love makes me happy.

What made me happy...I'm going to be very original: the birth of my son! When they put him on my stomach and I saw his face for the first time.

What makes me happy is to be at the bottom of a mountain, a hill…watching the top and say to it: “see you soon”… To walk, sweat, breath, sometimes to suffer a little… and reach the top and think: “I've done it, thank you”. Just a challenge with nature. This is one of the most wonderful things in the world.

What makes me happy is to see that people can work together to overcome difficulty.

What makes me happy is that I have found a bigger appartment that mine for the same price in the region where I am moving (a region where real estate is normally more expensive than in my region).

What makes me happy is finally being myself in my own eyes and in the eyes of my loved ones.

What makes me happy is the idea of not waking up early in the morning, not taking the bus to school, not working, because studying too much can kill, but I do it anyway, I'm still happy.

Brought up and educated in Brazzaville, The Congo, by missionaries. A war has broken out... Everything is destroyed, the town devastated, there is nothing to be found anywhere. However with courage the sisters go back to work, open the nursery and primary schools without any materials. They send out an SOS to ex-pupils of which I am one. Since that time I am running around the shops with my limited means of a retired person. Paints, folding books, etc. etc.... meetings with the people who will carry my packages to Brazza. And in return I receive letters and drawings from little children thanking me and calling me godmother and sometimes mother, this is happiness !!!

What makes me happy is to be healthy.

To eat chips makes me happy

What makes me happy is that everybody is fine.

Giving birth to my two children made me happy.

What made me happy is when my boyfriend proposed to me, but also when the Americans demonstrated against war in Irak.

I have just come out of a coma. Here it is : happiness is to be alive again.

What makes me happy is that my annuual medical appointment with my cardiologist was OK, and that even if unfortunately, she leaves the region,, she has found a cardiologist specialized, like her, in congenital hearth disease (my disease), who works in the region where I am move in, whom she knows well, and promised me that he is friendly.

It's when a simple look is enough.

What makes me happy is little everyday moments like for example : sitting on the edge of a lake and contemplating nature, horsebackriding in the woods, among other examples.

What makes me happy is to have come study french, start to understand it and eat Korean meals.

What makes me the most happy is the love of my future husband who, despite leukemia, helps me to overcome all in life.

What made me happy was seeing that people haven't yet forgotten Ingrid Bettancourt and her thousand-day-detention, November 19, 2004.

My happiness is eating my favorite meal: pureed sausage.

What makes me happy is seeing all the different colors and ethnicities in the metro when I run errands in the morning…

What makes me happy, a great privelege in my heart, when my little 4-year-old friend, Joey, takes my hand, taking this gesture of love from this child who moves me, but completely... I become gaga with...

What makes me happy is going to the Happython site every day, reading the testimonies of people filled with happiness ready to break up the sadness, to put my little foot on the wall, too. That puts sunshine in my eyes for the rest of the day.

What made me happy was when I played my first notes on the guitar a few months ago. So far I believed music was not for me.

What makes me happy is the surge of love that invades my heart in the most numb of her lyrics…

An evening between friends, with a little to drink of course. One of them accompanies you back to your taxi, one of the ones with whom you share the same complicity and sensitivity. And on a « goodbye » you steal a kiss from him, instead of an ordinary « see ya soon ». A kiss that lasts for a little while, a kiss he returns. The kind of kiss that makes you smile each time you think about it again and makes you happy.

What makes me happy, hmm... The first is waking up and seeing sunbeams... the second is payday... the third is my last day at work!

Just to hear some good news on the radio.

One evening placed on his lower back, I thought about his little round body and I realized how happy I was to be a Daddy.

What makes me happy is to create as many problems as possible.

Tomorrow's day is already making me happy.

What makes me happy is the first kiss in a love affair…The first craziest moments…