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 listening to Metallica while petting a kitten.

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.

Smelling the scent of my children makes me happy.

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 the sunset above the sea.

My wife makes me happy… She helped me to discover what real life is like!!!

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

Up until now nothing that I have accomplished or created in my life is worth mentioning compared to that freedom I have acquired through the fact of doing nothing to accomplish, change or improve anything in the world, including myself

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

What makes me happy is knowing that laughing works your abs!

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

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 live without any worries.

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

What makes me happy is finally getting to use the internet !

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 ? The successful moments, the nice memories from my childhood.

What made me happy was to make a break in my job in order not to work any longer, to decide to care about myself and now to give priority to my happiness.

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.

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

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.

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

What makes me happy : family meetings, children, grandchildren, great-grandchildren…

What makes me happy is to get up in the morning and thank God for letting me sleep in peace.

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 doing little things every day and realizing that those are what bring lots of happiness.

I thought it was only possible to die from sadness. But one day I nearly died from happiness when the man I had always loved from afar, but only ever hoped to talk to, came and talked to me. It was the most beautiful day of my life.

What makes me happy is that, despite all the world's problems, there are at least 20318 happy people.

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

What makes me happy is a cloudless sky.

What makes me happy is to be in Italy.

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

What makes me happy is the enthusiasm I feel when I'm doing my work properly. I think that living for your vocation is the best way to be happy.

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 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 makes me happy is the happiness of others surrounding me.

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 seeing my parents together.

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.

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

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 made me happy was when I could walk again for the first time after my operation, when I had been paralyzed.

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 !

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

Cultivating my friendships is what makes me happy.

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

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

What makes me happy is my man's love.

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

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

Happiness for me is to get miraculously cured of my disease.

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 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 is when I have the giggles and when I laugh so much so that I have a stomachache… I feel so well after shading tears of laughter.

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!

The simplest feeling of happiness is to know that someone somewhere loves you.

To eat chips makes me happy

Seeing my son find his taste for life again makes me really happy !

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

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

What makes me happy is that when I walk in the street, my steps are exactly as long as the bands on the crosswalk. I feel like I'm in harmony with my environment

What makes me happy is my calm spirit

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

I am happy when I can make a date with a very good-looking girl.

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

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

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.

Hugs!