Just now (apart from my wonderful family) the position of France, Germany, Russia, China and of course Belgium on the crisis in Irak, which shows there is some hope left. It gives me an immense happiness.

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 seeing a smile erase the wrinkles on my husband's face.

What made me happy was rowing with my father one night with a full moon, at 4 in the morning, in the Parana delta in Argentina.

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...

Hearing someone whistle will always be for me, synonymous with happiness. Thans Papy.

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

I'm happy when I'm part of the happiness of the people around me.

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

Getting married to someone I love. A nice trip with my family. Having a good job!

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

What makes me happy is chatting with my aunt on the internet and seeing her smile thanks to the webcam.

What makes me happy : Luigi who plays the guitar !

To take the time to eat in a fine restaurant in Marseille and to savour the different meals…

What makes me happy is thinking about what's going to make me happy later. When I get my car, a job I like, so that I can fulfill my passion and live with the woman I love and who loves me too. My happiness is living free.

What makes me happy is when my boyfriend tells me he loves me.

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

Getting married to someone I love. A nice trip with my family. Having a good job!

What makes me happy is the idea that people would learn to love each other, without any feeling of racism. The world is everybody's…

What makes me happy is thinking that I've succeeded in getting out of many decades of abuse by myself. Others will succeed as well.

What makes me happy is seeing her in the morning, brushing her teeth in her robe, her gaze far away. I look at her, and our eyes meet.

What makes me happy is to be with my friends with a friend called Sasi, and also Fiore and Dolores.

What makes me feel really happy is to be free to act, speak and realise my dreams.

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

My relationship makes me very happy. I really have the impression that I create that every day. What allowed me to live this relationship, was when I started to respect myself and to listen to myself. Of course the other person senses that and naturally comes to you without effort. Afterwards the secret is not to tie the net, not to become a living prison, but on the contrary to open up the space with kind attention and love. Programme for a beautiful relationship: - Respect it – Listen to oneself (and the other too !) – Encourage light thoughts towards the other – Continue as if you were alone - Love the other person tenderly - Have fun together.

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.

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

My cousing Mathilde, 3 and a half years old, was skeptical when we told her, after school, that her little sister had been born during the day. But if you had seen her when she finally met Alice, she was ovewhelmed with joy !!!

What makes me happy is to be on holiday.

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 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.

Hugs!

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

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.

To know that there's at least one person on earth who loves me for who I am, who shares my sad and happy moments and who never gets fed up saying “I love you”.

What makes me happy is to experiment with love.

What makes me happy is to be in Italy.

What makes me happy is sharing my newspaper with a neighbor on the metro who reads it over my shoulder.

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 the children's smile.

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

My most beautiful moment of happiness was when my love, Nuno Filipe, had prepared for me the most beautiful Valentine's day…. We went to the highest place in the region. Without me noticing anything, he took out two crystal glasses of champaign and a red roses bunch where there was a little note: with lots of love. And the best: a ring, a solitaire and the most important, lots of love…

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.

My 14 years old son has a very worn stuffed bear and I hadn't been able to find one just like it to replace it. Today, I search online and I finally found it. I order four in advance and I feel like the happiest of all mothers.

My happiness is complete when I let the metro pass to keep kissing my love on the latform...telling myself that I'll take it maybe the next day or the day after that.

To eat chips makes me happy

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

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 my calm spirit

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

A child's spinning top on the carpet. What a pleasure to approach it, having watched it from afar, the memories coming back of those exquisite moments where colours mingled and filled rainbow eyes. I lean over, touch the top and play with it and that simple pleasure warms my heart, it turns, turns, turns...

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

Smelling the aroma of the pizza that's baking in my oven and thinking that I'm going treat myself !

My job!

What makes me happy is eating calamari beignets in the university restaurant.

The thing that makes me happiest is someone's love and people's respect and the world smiling at me.

What makes me happy is to have my family around: my parents Fouzia and Ahmed, my sisters Souad and Malek, and my brothers Hamdi and Faouzi! May God bless them all!

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 have come study french, start to understand it and eat Korean meals.

Yesterday evening, out to see the lights of Lyon, I found myself in the park of la Tête d'Or, on a path with lights and sounds so surreal…and relaxing ! A real moment of happiness after a day of hard work.

What makes me happy is to listen to Danièle's music, dance the tarentelle and tammurriata and sing with my friends (especially napolitean songs).

What makes me the happiest is to see the people I love happy.

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

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

I like eating spaghetti and curly lettuce with some surimi, I like cuddles and playing with my friends, it makes me happy.

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

What makes me happy, you see, is that I live fully in the present moment. I savor each minute with pure delicacy, that's all!

What made me happy ? After loving lots of men, I fell in love with a woman and for that wonderful love, I gave up men and my former way of life. But it is worth while, I love and I am loved, peaceful and completely happy, that great affection…

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

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 are my kids' smiles in the morning.

0n Saint Valentin's night I decided to make love with a 40-year-old man. I was his little princess, I desired him so much that I was afraid. I was trembling. He made love with me as none had ever done . On that night I saw the wolf : happy.

What makes me wild with happiness is to think that I get life ahead of me to make all my dreams come true, to meet ‘the' woman willing to offer me some kids, to see my babies grow, to make a contribution to tolerance for everyone, and mostly do my best not to wake up one day and think that I have made a mess of my life…