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.

I love to feel that boundaries don't exist here, smiles are the same everywhere, they can be exchanged in every language… that makes me happy.

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

Each morning on my way to work, I read the newspaper and I hurry up to read the Happython. Often I find myself in what was said. Today, it's my turn. What makes me happy is going to bed early and waking up late when I don't have to work.

The purest moment of happiness was my fiance's return to France after eight months spent in prison, in Turkey... All that because he had taken some papers! For now, it's my most beautiful moment.

This morning, while feeding my fish, the ingrates finally recognized me ! I was crazy with joy ! (laughs)

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

What makes me happy is to be healthy.

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 feeling so small in front of a stormy ocean, smelling the spray on my face : I simply feel content, and I realize the futility of all my little everyday worries.

I'm happy every morning when my man snuggles up to me saying: “good morning, darling, I'm here next to you”. I shiver.

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 to be pretty.

What makes me happy is getting up in the morning, stretching out on my sofa and letting the sun warms my bare feet through the window.

Nothing makes me happier than to create something with my own hands, to prepare some tempting meal that we can all share together later, or to sew cushions myself. There is a magic in creating, making, concocting something with ones own hands. It is a proof that our hands are just an extension of our thoughts.

What makes me happy is falling in lovein the metro every morning ! Stranger from line 6, if you recognize yourself…

What makes me happy is to skid and slide in front of the tobacco shop !

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.

What makes me happy is after washing my hands, to dry them in the hot air of the hand dryer. That marks a nice pause in my day.

What makes me happy is writing a message to Happython and knowing that one day, maybe, my testimony with help spread the virus of happiness.

It's when a simple look is enough.

What makes me happy is that my scientific experiments are progressing.

What makes me happy is breathing deep and seeing a smile appear on my face while I realize that it's good to live, something I had forgotten for a moment.

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

What makes me happy is thinking through the best moments I've lived to determine which one is the best and thus reliving them.

For me, happiness is a content life as a couple, sharing intense moments with another person, who I'm anxious to find again...

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

To eat chips makes me happy

What makes me happy is the shivers I get when I hear a song that moves me.

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

lived my greatest happiness after having gone through a period of depression. I walk outside and I kneeled before the color of the starry sky and I told myself: God it's beautiful!

What makes me happy is to read Happython in Metro newspaper with my beloved chums every day.

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.

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 having sponsored a little african, who comes from Burundi !

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

What makes me happy is being a great-great grandfather.

What makes me happy is to have been able to get a good education « educazione » !

What makes me happy is to eat a chocolate filled pastry behind my archi (tecture) teacher's back!!!

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).

The purchase of a house in the country made me happy. It gave me a goal.

What makes me happy is seeing my sweetie smile while reading the Happython each day.

What makes me happy is to be loved by the man of my life, a loving Canadian that fate put on my way.

What makes me happy is to think every morning when I read the happython, that I'm not the only one to think that way

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.

What makes me happy ? The field of grapefruit in pink mornings.

I am getting divorced, my husband prefers men, my 14-year-old daughter is pregnant, I am in love with a 22- year-old man who left for Mozambique, I am jobless, I am walking on air, Life is beautiful, I am alive ! Cool, isn't it ?

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 : walking with your eyes closed to feel the natural elements.

What makes me happy is to be pretty.

What makes me happy is to have a beautiful diploma.

What makes me happy is the generosity of people who support Florence Aubenas and Hussein Hanoun. Finally solidarity doesn't end.

Each morning on my way to work, I read the newspaper and I hurry up to read the Happython. Often I find myself in what was said. Today, it's my turn. What makes me happy is going to bed early and waking up late when I don't have to work.

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 is getting back home after a long day at college, putting my hand in my mailbox and discovering a postcard from someone I love.

What makes me happy is to be desired.

It's snowing. I didn't drink today (well… yeah, a little). I'm trying to answer your question… happiness ? For me this intense, deep emotion that moves me : I feel that I'm going to go away… I won't tremble anymore… live, that's all. Happiness is knowing that you can go away, happiness is the smile of someone who doesn't know that I'm an alcoholic. Happiness… is thinking that I'm normal. Happiness : being right, loyal, and honest.

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

Freedom makes me feel happy.

What makes me happy is making up with a colleague ! ( a little daily pleasure)

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

As far as I'm concerned, what made me happy was to meet this great guy who I really love a lot.

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: to know that even far away, we can count on friends !

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

What makes me happy is when the people in the metro don't look just at their feet but at each other, and smile.

What made me happy was leaving for Bordeaux.

What makes me happy? The sun, books, wine, when I have a good idea, a good conversation

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

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

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.

What makes me happy is when my neighbour kindly offers me « tourtisseaux » to thank me for a small favour.

I am happy because I found my P50 motorcycle that I had lost.

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

Well, what made me happy lately was the surprise to be invited by my friend in a smart restaurant very close by my home where I had wanted to go for a long time but I had not enough money!