My father brought us to Istana when we were small. It make 3 of us grow up to love Singapore, justice a lot and our country a lot Going to the Istana, we don't know anything about the place in 1985, as I was very young back then, all we remember were taking pics with the soldiers, there was a mini bridge there and serene grass where we sit the and the swan. This year at 35 years old ++, when I went back to see it again with mu mum and the place is still the small, the tress had grown more huge. But the nostalgic feeling are still there. 3 of us became civil servant. Everywhere changes, except Istana, a warm and nostalgic place. (Collected from HDB for SG Heart Map, an SG50 signature programme)