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 when there is music on the streets or in the metro. It gives me the impression that the quick steps of hurried people are in rhythm on the tempo, like an urban choreography !

I'm against peoples' oppression and I want them to be free, so I am happy when there is justice on earth,…

Hugs!

What makes me happy is running with people who are going to miss their train: not because I want to catch the train, but just for the pleasure of running and being out of breath...

What makes me happy is the feeling of a smile!

What made me happy was having found my Papa who I haven't seen for twenty-five years.

My five year old daughter told me : « Mommy, when you die, I will take all my treasures and I will give them to you when you return as a little baby. » That day, I felt a great surge of happiness

What makes me happy is seeing the popcorn head of my love waking up.

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!

What makes me happy is to be sitting outside a café with nothing to do but let my mind wander (daydream), sip my drink and watch people walk by.

What makes me happy is to have a cat.

What made me happy Tuesday was seeing my cashier at the supermarket.

What makes me happiest is laughing, with time, over things I've cried a lot about. That's how I finally tell myself that life is too beautiful but it's us who often see the world in black.

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 to skid and slide in front of the tobacco shop !

What makes me happy is to see his first name show up on my cell phone when at the same moment I'm thinking of him.

It's to seat down at Cais Do Sodré and look at my country.

A particular moment in the summer of 2002 really made me happy. My father and I went fishing to the little river going near my childhood's village, in rocky canyons. He fishes with the hand since he was a little boy and this year I was also successful when I got a fish with my hand. The atmosphere and this moment of complicity both made me reach heaven.

I no longer remember exactly when, But it was approximately in 1996 that I decided to “do something with Internet” It took me until April 1997 to get together the equipment, the connections and the supplies, but then bang, I saw photos of people far away appearing before my eyes, with immediacy of connection and of memory. Wow. For each question I had to do with actual things, ideas or sources of ideas, or how to do something, etc. etc. I could find the reply in a few minutes, and that's when I realised: One doesn't need to know how to reach one's goal before one has decided it - simply dream it and the answers to how you can succeed are on Internet – even if you wish to work towards an enlightened planetary civilisation…

What makes me happy : Luigi who plays the guitar !

What makes me happy : Luigi who brought me a chocolate egg, only for me !

What makes me happy is knowing that I am loved for who I am and that fills my heart with emotion to have tears of it in my eyes ! Then I understand that life is more than magic. Thanks to life.

What makes me happy is telling myself that there are places where everything is simple and less heavy than this place, and that can be here if I want it to be.

What makes me happy is to please to my parents so that they are proud of me. Thank you Dad and Mum, I'm madly in love with you!!!

What makes me happy is to see this little twig of a woman who is my mother smile and laugh, each time it's…

Walking barefoot and feeling the sun under my feet.

What makes me happy is reading or writing to my loved ones. It's knowing that I am there for them and that they're there for me.

What makes me happy is seeing my girlfriend in the morning on the train tell me « until tonight, my love, » and then leave listening to Chuck Berry singing « Johnny B. Goode. »

What makes me happy …To share a meal and an evening with friends.

Financial independance gives me a peace of heart and a certain serenity and the fact of being loved comforts me. Loving a man and receiving love makes me forget my worries and brings me pleasure.

To see my baby's birth.

Yesterday it rained, I went for a walk with Deal along the ocean, we took photos of each other, we kissed each other, we laughed, we warmed up in a pub, and we shared a chocolate cake and a cherry tea.

My happiness has already lasted for a long time. It renews itself every morning when I go to sample a cup of tea in one of the many Parisian cafés. It's a moment of pure joy, I let myself lapse into dreams in the ambiance of the cafes, and I can no longer do without it.

For me, what makes me happy is accomplishing the tasks I have to do... however small they are... the satisfaction of finished work...

My grandfather's eyes that sparkled whenever he saw me arrive. The wind that strokes my face, the sun that warms up the heart and finally, just feeling alive!

My faith in God makes me feel happy.

What makes me happy is reading every little bit of joy in my children's eyes.

What makes me happy is the existence of people on this earth who ask me what makes me happy.

Wednesday afternoon, I visit my grand mother at the old folks home. Our walk in the park brings us closer. Seeing her smile and her joy makes me happy.

What warms my heart and makes me happy is when nothing relents, seeing that my ideas come back stronger and more definite.

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

What makes me happy is when my husband tells me “I love you more than my life!”

What makes me happiest is the fact that a child can be born from me and that one day I'll have little toes in my belly...

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

The happiest day of my live was when I left the hole I was hidden in for a month during the war in Rwanda. That day, the sun shone like it will no longer and the breeze was a caress that no man has ever given me. It was June 21, 1994 around 3 :00 p.m. I was 14.

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 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.

Love!

What makes me happy is to have a cat.

What makes me happy is thinking of the happy future waiting for me somewhere in the universe.

Whenever I start to really like a person, I look at them straight in the eyes and I tell them that I love them (which is always true) : the glint that I see shine in their eyes, sometimes only for a fraction of a second, fills me with joy, and I am happy.

The day when my son was born was a day full of happiness.

What makes me happy is seeing my girlfriend after two or three days when we haven't seen each other and she has a smile on her lips... That means we aren't going to confuse ourselves.

It's when a simple look is enough.

What makes me happy is getting online at noon each day on one of the computers at med school with Celine and Arthur to leave messages on Happython !

All my travels.

What makes me happy is to be on holiday.

What made me happy was having found my Papa who I haven't seen for twenty-five years.

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 generosity of people who support Florence Aubenas and Hussein Hanoun. Finally solidarity doesn't end.

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

What makes me happy is my calm spirit

What makes me happy is that everybody is fine.

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

What makes me happy is girls.

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

What makes me happy is a state of mind and spiritual conscience.

What makes me happy is to know that I am the artist of my life ! Happiness exists provided I really want.

What makes me happy is that, though I am agoraphobic, I have made a great friend Pascale thanks to Internet, and I thank her for having friendly feelings for 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.

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 is to create as many problems as possible.

What makes me happy is to have a special moment with my friends over an aperitif putting the world to rights.