Do you know what makes you happy? Take a pebble and put it into your right or left pocket. Whenever you have a moment of happiness take the pebble and put it into the other pocket. We hope that it will switch pockets a lot.
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Happiness and Tips for Outings
What Is Happiness?
The story of happiness is as old as mankind. It tells of the wish to be someone else, better, richer, cleverer and thus supposedly happier.
But what is happiness?
When are we happy?
When I see the sunrise in the morning I am glad and simultaneously happy.
- Philipp, 15 years old
If we only wanted to be happy, it would be easy; but we want to be happier than other people, and that is almost always difficult, since we think them happier than they are.
- Charles-Louis de Montesquieu
French philosopher, 1689 – 1755
Happiness resides not in possessions, and not in gold, happiness dwells in the soul.
- Democritus
Greek philosopher, 460 – 371 B.C.
Many people lose the small joys in the hope for the big happiness.
- Pearl S. Buck
US-American author, 1892 – 1973
Happiness for me is that I am able to see and hear; that I am a girl; that I have met a special person.
- Verena, 12 years old
You do need money but I think happiness and love and affection are more important for a human than everything else.
- Sandra, 13 years old
Tips for Outings
You can learn more about the fairy tale The Cold Heart, Wilhelm Hauff and topics of the fairy tale path here ...
- Museum Neuenbürg Castle, production of The Cold Heart
- Hauffs Fairy Tale Museum in Baiersbronn
- Museum of local history and timber rafting in Bad Wildbad-Calmbach
A Warm Heart
Back at the old fir of the Little Glass Man, Peter cried terribly. “What now, did you not get your heart back?”, the imp asked him. “I did”, Peter replied, ridden with honest misery. “I will never be happy again in my life. I beat my wife to death and chased off my poor mother.
What kind of man am I? From now on I will spend each day in deep sorrow. I do have a heart, but it hurts in my chest.” As Peter was about to walk away, hunched, the Little Glass Man held him back. “Look around, boy.” And from behind the tree his mother and Lisbeth appeared, Lisbeth alive! “Can you forgive me?” “I can”, replied Lisbeth, “because you are the Peter I love.
A poor charcoal burner, but with a beating heart.” “Go home now”, the Little Glass Man said, “to your father’s charcoal hut. And if you will honor your craft, Peter, people will respect you and your life will be filled with joy.” Once they returned to the former charcoal hut they saw it replaced with a simple, but beautiful, farm house. From that day forth Peter carried out his craft undaunted, and built himself wealth and a good reputation all on his own.
And when his wife Lisbeth bore him a son, it happened on a Sunday at three past eleven. Some say, the boy had the most peculiar encounter with two forest spirits that had ever been heard of …