What makes me happy ? Sitting between others, while I feel a little wind on my face and watch the sunset.

The day when my daughter Nouha was born, on July 4th, 2004 made me happy.

What makes me happy, it is to crochet fine mats and advise some people how to do crochet and knitting.

I met a person in the metro that made me smile…for no reason and that made me happy.

What made me happy lately was to hear that I was pregnant after so many fruitless attempts.

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.

Surprising a little sparrow while he's taking a bath in a puddle of water, that's what makes me really happy.

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

The soccer team makes me happy.

What makes me happy is to have been able to get a job on my own.

What makes me happy, it is in the morning when I wake up in my lover's arms and he kisses me lovingly

What makes me happy is making bread : to knead it, arrange the dough, cook it in my oven, and smell the aroma of fresh bread.

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

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.

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

What makes me happy is reading happython every morning in class. That puts me in a good mood for the rest of the day.

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

What made me happy lately was to hear that I was pregnant after so many fruitless attempts.

What makes me happy is seeing my parents together.

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.

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 stop and enjoy a few quiet moments in my very busy life, so I can think of the distance covered, trials, moments of joy, and then I think that life is great!

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

To be happy, I need calm and tranquillity, to be loved and love, sunshine and perfect happiness ( a little water, some fruit, my garden on my island) and peace in the world.

What makes me happy is to love and be loved

I am happy as soon as I get home from the office in the evening and see my child's smile.

What makes me happy is seeing middle aged couples still walking together hand in hand.

I'm in college prep, and what makes me happy is that my scores went from 2 over 20 to 4 over 20. I tell myself then, that now I see the fruits of my labors.

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

The idea of free time makes me happy. Let me explain: life is such that we are always doing something, stressed, running around, always going faster... So, to programme some free time, time to do nothing, is an idea that gives me a real sense of happiness.

What makes me happy is seeing my daughters happy and in good health

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 to be on holiday.

I was never as happy as I was two days ago when, opening the small package my love had nervously given to me, I discovered a pair of tiny shoes. I then understood that we were going to have a baby.

What makes me happy is leaving work on Friday afternoon and walking in Bordeaux for an hour savoring each minute of the beginning of my weekend !

What made me happy was being born into softness, joy and love, and knowing that when I open my door, all of it spreads out to the entire world.

What makes me happy is finally being able to walk, because I was in a wheelchair.

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).

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

What makes me happy is to share my newspaper with somebody next to me in the tube that reads over my shoulder!

My children ‘s smiles make me happy.

What makes me happy is that people read the little Happython phrases that I cut out of the newspaper and paste on the walls in my bathrooms. Even Charlotte, who is preschool, sometimes takes more than twenty minutes.

What makes me happy is to dream and imagine things about battles and love.

What makes me happy is seeing that my best friend is always there, even when things aren't going well.

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

Laughing and playing with my son and swimming in the ocean

What makes me happy is girls.

Hugs!

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

What makes me happy is my man's love.

What makes me happy: to know that even far away, we can count on friends !

What makes me happy is to see animals.

I adore my little kitten's caresses. That makes me happy.

What makes me happy is seeing that the head of a busy bar can stop working for two minutes because he saw a blind man trying desperately to walk across a crosswalk and help him cross arm in arm… that really make me happy to witness scenes like that ! Long live solidarity between people of all horizons !!

What makes me happy is to eat everyday with my friends, each bite is for me a breath of 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 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.

What makes me happy is staying in contact with my old friends and making new friends.

My little world makes me happy… I first of all have all my pets: Loulou, Fofinha, Nina, Cleo, Cesar, Micas they are my dogs who, I can assure you, are also very happy with 3400 feet of field and two little houses… My cats: Tigrao, Faisca, Princesa who have 4 little kittens Milady, Aramis, Dartanhan, Portos… My tortoises whose names are: César and Cléopâtre…. My birds in big cage…

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 seeing the face of Kalé, my coworker, light up when I make him read the last Happython

What makes me most happy is when I see happy people. That's the reason why I try to make people happy. Sometimes a simple smile is enough…Fortunately there's a universal language that everybody can communicate with: the “language of the heart”.

What makes me happy is having sponsored a little african, who comes from Burundi !

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

What makes me happy is a warm day with the wind and the blue sky of spring… A day like today.

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

For a very long time I have wanted to play a musical instrument while avoiding the forbidding aspect of learning the solfeggio. By some wonderful chance, I saw a photo of a man. Playing the tampoura in the desert, the flash !

What makes me happy is the happiness of others surrounding me.

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

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

What makes me happy is that I've found my ideal girl.

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 !