Poem Comprehension Worksheet for Class 4
Reading tip (Line by line, then the whole): Read the poem aloud, line by line. Find the line that answers the question. Rhyming words end with the same sound; the title or main idea covers the whole poem.
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1.Ding-dong goes the morning bell,
We line up straight and sing as well.
Ding-dong, it’s time for maths and art,
For reading books and learning by heart.
Ding-dong, the lunch bell rings at last,
We open our tiffins and eat so fast.
Ding-dong, the last bell, home we go,
Till tomorrow’s bell, cheerio!
What do the children open at the lunch bell? (a) Their books (b) Their tiffins (c) The gates -
2.In my small garden by the gate,
The tulsi grows so tall and straight.
The jasmine smells so sweet at night,
Its little flowers are snowy white.
The chillies hang in shiny rows,
And a tiny lemon tree slowly grows.
I water them all at the break of day,
And watch the bees come out to play.
Where is the poet’s garden? (a) By the gate (b) On the roof (c) Behind the school -
3.My kite is red with a long blue tail,
It rides the wind like a ship with a sail.
I run on the roof and let out the string,
Up, up it goes like a bird on the wing.
It dips and it dives, then it climbs up high,
A tiny red dot in the wide blue sky.
When evening comes, I pull it down slow,
And whisper, “Tomorrow, again we will go!”
What colour is the kite? (a) Green (b) Red (c) Yellow -
4.In my small garden by the gate,
The tulsi grows so tall and straight.
The jasmine smells so sweet at night,
Its little flowers are snowy white.
The chillies hang in shiny rows,
And a tiny lemon tree slowly grows.
I water them all at the break of day,
And watch the bees come out to play.
When does the poet water the plants? (a) At the break of day (b) At lunchtime (c) At night -
5.Beside the road the potter sits,
His wheel goes round, he shapes and fits.
A lump of clay, all wet and brown,
Becomes a pot as it spins around.
He dries his pots in the summer sun,
Then bakes them hard when the day is done.
Matkas, diyas, cups and more,
He sells them all from his little store.
Which of these does the potter sell? (a) Kites (b) Bangles (c) Diyas -
6.Ding-dong goes the morning bell,
We line up straight and sing as well.
Ding-dong, it’s time for maths and art,
For reading books and learning by heart.
Ding-dong, the lunch bell rings at last,
We open our tiffins and eat so fast.
Ding-dong, the last bell, home we go,
Till tomorrow’s bell, cheerio!
What happens at the last bell? (a) They go home (b) They do maths (c) They eat lunch -
7.My kite is red with a long blue tail,
It rides the wind like a ship with a sail.
I run on the roof and let out the string,
Up, up it goes like a bird on the wing.
It dips and it dives, then it climbs up high,
A tiny red dot in the wide blue sky.
When evening comes, I pull it down slow,
And whisper, “Tomorrow, again we will go!”
When does the poet pull the kite down? (a) In the morning (b) When evening comes (c) At noon -
8.The station wakes at half past five,
The tea stalls hum and come alive.
A porter carries bags on his head,
A dog sleeps on a bench like a bed.
The whistle blows, the engine roars,
People rush in through open doors.
The train moves off with a clickety-clack,
And waves goodbye along the track.
What sound does the train make? (a) Tick-tock (b) Clickety-clack (c) Ding-dong -
9.When I lie in bed at night,
And Amma has switched off the light,
I hear the ceiling fan go round,
A soft and sleepy whirring sound.
A cricket sings outside the door,
The neighbour’s dog begins to snore.
A train goes hooting far away,
And then I dream till break of day.
What goes round? (a) The ceiling fan (b) A train (c) A wheel -
10.Beside the road the potter sits,
His wheel goes round, he shapes and fits.
A lump of clay, all wet and brown,
Becomes a pot as it spins around.
He dries his pots in the summer sun,
Then bakes them hard when the day is done.
Matkas, diyas, cups and more,
He sells them all from his little store.
When does he bake the pots hard? (a) At noon (b) When the day is done (c) At sunrise -
11.Red and yellow, pink and green,
The brightest colours ever seen!
We throw the gulal, we laugh and shout,
With water guns we run about.
Grandpa’s white kurta is now bright blue,
And my best friend is purple too.
We share gujiyas, sweet and round,
Holi is the happiest day around!
What colour is the poet’s best friend? (a) Yellow (b) Purple (c) Pink -
12.Before the sun has warmed the sand,
Kamala walks with a basket in hand.
The boats come in with nets so wide,
Full of fish from the morning tide.
She picks the best, the silver and blue,
And carries them off to the market too.
She calls out loud, “Fresh fish today!”
And sells them all by the end of the day.
What does Kamala carry in her hand? (a) A net (b) A basket (c) An oar
Answer key
- Their tiffins
- By the gate
- Red
- At the break of day
- Diyas
- They go home
- When evening comes
- Clickety-clack
- The ceiling fan
- When the day is done
- Purple
- A basket
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