I can still remember the kampong moment I have in Jalan Eunos, the flooding moment, we played around the mud, catching "water frogs" and eels, we give to the owner of the duck "landlady" and she chop the eels to small pieces to feed the duck. The hawker moment that hawker push their cart to the kampong area on a dirt road, day and night, they sell Indian bun with kaya, turtle eggs, kachang putih and walls ice cream, Malay wedding is the best so far, loud drumming, beautiful scenery and we can take the glitter stick after the event. I really miss this moment because it's hard to find a kampong life nowadays. (Collected from HDB for SG Heart Map, an SG50 signature programme)