Kampong

I recently heard that there was still a kampong in Singapore, so I decide to personally go there to have an experience.
Kampong Lorong Buangkok is situated in a small area the size of 2 football fields. There are currently 28 dwelling units: 10 Malay and 18 Chinese. Paying about $13 in rent, the residents continue to enjoy a slower pace of life that the kampong setting offers.
The houses were not made of attap. The roof was made of corrugated zinc sheets and the foundations were made of wood. The road was made of dirt as it wasn't tared. Puddles of water appeared every now and then as it failed to seep through the waterlogged sand. Lush greenery surrounded the houses and the fresh air made me feel rejuvenated. The plants with larger leaves seemed to have been polished, somehow 'reflecting' sunlight of them. Mother Nature had enthralled me.
Cicadas were chirping in crescendo as I neared the thicker masses of vegetation. On the contrary, mosquitoes were irritating. I knew there were lots of mozzies there and I put on my mosquito patch before I left. But now, I found it on the floor (must have dropped it =D).
Dogs were a common sight there, guarding the other dirt paths branching out from the main one. I tried to go into one of the 'branching paths' but got chased by a dog instead. Fortunately, an old villager shouted at the dog and it stopped in its tracks. I heard a rooster crow as I passed a house but didn't get to see its appearance. And there was once where I walked into a 'branching path' (without a guarding dog of course) without knowing I'd just sneaked into someone's backyard! There was a flower bed consisting mainly of leaves and a black cat locked up in a cage, poor thing. It mewed continuously at me with pity, as if wanting me to get it out.
As this is the last kampong in Singapore, most likely the government would want to demolish it for urban development. But I think we should conserve them instead. See it before it disappears!