A moment of happiness: the kiss from this little girl who thanked me for having cured her mommy. What made me happy yesterday was passing the evening with the man I love, dancing all night with him and showing him that his black skin and my white skin show at the same time both contrast and harmony.

My success (academic with honors) makes me happy.

A woman makes me happy.

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

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.

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

I am happy when I do well in my studies.

What makes me happy is little everyday moments like for example : sitting on the edge of a lake and contemplating nature, horsebackriding in the woods, among other examples.

What makes me happy is to see the others happy, my dearest, my friends, all the people I like.

What makes me happy is seeing all the different colors and ethnicities in the metro when I run errands in the morning…

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 that I'm in good health, I'm active, I've got good morals, and I rarely get angry!

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 listening to Metallica while petting a kitten.

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 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.

Smelling the scent of my children makes me happy.

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

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 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 telling myself that, whatever happens, if we separate or find each other again, whatever time passes, no one will be able to erase our most cherished memories.

Just to hear some good news on the radio.

What makes me happy is when the supernatural gets revealed in my life. Coincidences, signs, dreams that come true with the impression that life organizes everything, lucid dreams.

What makes me happy is to go to the cinema with a girl who really appeals to me.

What makes me happiest is the love of my future husband who, despite leukemia, helps me to get through life.

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

What makes me happy is to be healthy.

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

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

What makes me happy is doing little things every day and realizing that those are what bring lots of happiness.

What makes me happy is having being able to create and form a happy couple with children.

What makes me happy is the ability I have to express myself in any languages, even if that is not the spoken language, but by gestures or feelings.

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

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 made me happy was seeing that people haven't yet forgotten Ingrid Bettancourt and her thousand-day-detention, November 19, 2004.

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.

What made me happy: Over, my first boyfriend at school, which I'll never forget.

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

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.

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.

One of the things I like to do is ….don't laugh at me ! It is to take off the shell of hard-boiled eggs. I adore that and it makes me happy.

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 being able to hold onto my freedom that I can use again and again.

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

What makes me happy is life in general  Lots of good things happen to me, like my three boys...

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 !

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

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

What makes me happy : walking with your eyes closed to feel the natural elements.

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.

I am happy when I travel around the world and get to know different possible ways of being happy.

What made me happy is when I was offered a chimpanzee, which was my dearest dream.

What makes me happy now is to see the people who think of me.

My job!

What makes me happy is telling myself every morning, while reading the Happython, that I am not the only one who thinks like this.

Oh… little everyday trifles make me happy … a smile, a hand in mine…a look, a laughing child…happiness is very relative…but we must know to appreciate the little things.

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 the idea of not waking up early in the morning, not taking the bus to school, not working, because studying too much can kill, but I do it anyway, I'm still happy.

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.

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 reading every little bit of joy in my children's eyes.

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

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

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!

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

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

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.

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!

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!

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

When I left alone to experience giving up everything, I had the impression that I was happy.

What makes me happy is the children's smile.

What makes me happy is to be desired.