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.

What makes me happy is seeing my reflection in the eyes of my son.

What makes me happy is having discovered Happython planet ! and sharing my happiness with others. I have hope for the best days.

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.

Walking barefoot and feeling the sun under my feet.

My referee diploma made me happy.

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

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

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

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

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

Wednesday afternoon, I visit my grand mother at the old folks home. Our walk in the park brings us closer. Seeing her smile and her joy makes me happy.

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

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 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 my calm spirit

What makes me happy ? To create.

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, a great privelege in my heart, when my little 4-year-old friend, Joey, takes my hand, taking this gesture of love from this child who moves me, but completely... I become gaga with...

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

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 to be sitting outside a café with nothing to do but let my mind wander (daydream), sip my drink and watch people walk by.

I'm a naturally happy person because I've learnt to see only the nice and positive side of what happens.

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

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 that my annuual medical appointment with my cardiologist was OK, and that even if unfortunately, she leaves the region,, she has found a cardiologist specialized, like her, in congenital hearth disease (my disease), who works in the region where I am move in, whom she knows well, and promised me that he is friendly.

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

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

My happiness is eating my favorite meal: pureed sausage.

What makes me happy is to be pretty.

I am happy to have a large family and a girlfriend who shares my vision. I am happy to have a lucky star in my life professionally, financially, and for leisure, love and health.

What makes me happy is that I have found a bigger appartment that mine for the same price in the region where I am moving (a region where real estate is normally more expensive than in my region).

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 is finally being myself in my own eyes and in the eyes of my loved ones.

What makes me happy at this moment is that I have got rid of everything in Paris, my job and a hard life, to retire and live in Tunisia at a wonderful man's side.

What makes me happy? Well, I've been married to the man I adore for 36 and we are going to celebrate our 30th marriage anniversary next October 28. We have two sons, 22 and 29 years old, I am surrounded by love. Each second of my life I find a little happiness.

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

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

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.

To feel the blending of warmth and cool in a summer evening, to drink a cool beer, to eat spiced olives, to hear my friends laugh, for me, that is happiness (in summer).

So passionate, so tender, to hold me in your arms, kiss me gently and… tu make me fall on the bed ! You are so clumsy, my love, but how I love you, ooof ! I think about it in the metro, and I burst out laughing. I am happy.

What makes me happy is being in an excellent mood and knowing how to share it with those around me.

What makes me happy is to love and be loved

What makes me happy is the shoo-shoobidoos, the waboo waboos and all the rest.

What makes me happy is wheever I go beach and watch the clouds.

My marriage has made me happy.

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

What makes me happy is getting up on Sundays to prepare breakfast and going back to my bedroom to find my man rolled up in the blanket, like a spring roll.

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

A wet spring evening simply makes me happy.

What made me happy is when my boyfriend proposed to me, but also when the Americans demonstrated against war in Irak.

What makes me happy are those lives I dream of and those dreams I live in.

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

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.

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 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.

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 makes me happy is seeing a smile erase the wrinkles on my husband's face.

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

What makes me happy is being with my family, spending time together, feeling all of their love, expressing how I feel, telling them, showing them.

Lots of things make me happy : I bought an appartment, I slept with a girl and I stopped smoking !

What makes me happy is to talk to people and to learn something from them.

What makes me happy, hmm... The first is waking up and seeing sunbeams... the second is payday... the third is my last day at work!

What makes me happy is a state of mind and spiritual conscience.

What makes me happy is life... the simplicity of people... their joy of living and the smiles that surround me... I want to be happy with them like with myself... I want to live in the moment without ever forgetting the past that made me grow up so well.

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

A woman makes me happy.

Overall, my friends (boys or girls) are the ones who make me happy, because they're always there for me.

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. »

Yesterday it rained, I strolled along the ocean, a photo was taken, a kiss, a laugh, warmed up again in a cafe, shared a chocolate cake and cherry tea.

What makes me happy is the first kiss in a love affair…The first craziest moments…

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 to have been able to get a good education « educazione » !

What make me happy are the moments when my son has a great time playing basketball, and flawlessly.

I am learning to develop my ability to « not define » life, to melt into it rather than dominate it… and by so doing… I learn to love… and the more I love… the happier I am every day!