This morning, while feeding my fish, the ingrates finally recognized me ! I was crazy with joy ! (laughs)

The idea of finding the love of my life makes me happy.

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

Happy to hear you smile...

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 making up with a colleague ! ( a little daily pleasure)

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

What makes me happy is being able to hold onto my freedom that I can use again and again.

Smelling the scent of my children 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

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

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 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!

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.

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.

What makes me happy …To share a meal and an evening with friends.

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

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.

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…

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

What makes me happy ? To create.

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

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.

I am happy when I do well in my studies.

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.

Happiness is in my nature, I always say that the sun is shining in my head. What makes me happy is loving life and every day there's always the same intensity inside me.

What makes me happy, today, is seeing a magnificent carpet of dead leaves at the foot of a tree and hearing a bird singing on the bare tree.

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...

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

All my travels.

What makes me happy is to be with a friend and with the kids.

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

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

Walking barefoot and feeling the sun under my feet.

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

I'm happy when my pupils smile in class and when they seem to be happy to be at school.

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

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!

My first contact with her, my hands on her marvelous body, our first heartfelt words, our first steps along the Rhine to exchange, a little timidly, our visions of the world

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

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 made me happy was to find out that I was pregnant with the child of the man of my life.

What makes me happy is that I'm in good health, I'm active, I've got good morals, and I rarely get angry!

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

What makes me happy is to love and be loved

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

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 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 ? It is probably slight …I met a totally exceptional man on a chat one year and ten days ago (de visu).

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 to have a special moment with my friends over an aperitif putting the world to rights.

What makes me happy is receiving a message that is proof of a pardon granted by a friend...maybe found again.

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, it is to crochet fine mats and advise some people how to do crochet and knitting.

What makes me happy is being able to hold onto my freedom that I can use again and again.

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 making up with a colleague ! ( a little daily pleasure)

What makes me happy is to believe in life, to believe in me.

What makes me happy is the feeling of a smile!

What makes me happy is to have been able to get a good education « educazione » !

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 ? The field of grapefruit in pink mornings.

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 !!!

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.

Happiness was when my adoptive brother and sister found their biological mother and also the 26th of August when I knew that I was cured of my cancer.

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.

To travel to Europe to see my brother's son who was born the day before yesterday.

This is great !! The virus of happiness !! I'd like to give you my own definition of happiness... : “Happinees is like a butterfly. If you run after it, it will escape... But if you let it be, it will land softly on your shoulder...”

What makes me happy is feeling so small in front of a stormy ocean, smelling the spray on my face : I simply feel content, and I realize the futility of all my little everyday worries.

What makes me happy is being at the foot of a mountain or a hill and looking at the summit telling it « Soon !, », then marching on to sweat, breathe, suffer a little, climb up to that summit and tell yourself : « I did it. Thank you ». Just a challenge between you and nature. That's one of the most beautiful things in the world.

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).

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

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