Where I heard my first word

I am from my basketball bouncing up and down From sizzling bacon on my plate Sinigang and longanisa taste like a bonfire on a cold night Home to me is the sound of a movie playing coming from the basement My backyard full of trees as strong as a piece of metal My living room is for playing monoply, little metal pieces moving from place to place From the Santos’ and the Enano’s Grandma’s house is like home Home is about the people and the fun you have Winnipeg is the home where I heard my first word ever