Poem Comprehension Worksheet for Class 6

Reading comprehension lesson 22: Poems to think about · Set 169 · 12 questions

Reading tip (What the poet sees and feels): Read the whole poem aloud once. Find the lines that answer the question. For feelings, look for feeling words; for meaning, read the line around the word.

1. 1.With coloured powder in a tray,
   I start my rangoli at break of day.
   A dot, a line, a curve, a swirl,
   A peacock’s tail begins to twirl.
   Red and yellow, green and white,
   I fill each petal, neat and bright.
   My little brother claps with glee,
   “Now make a rangoli just for me!”
   
   What does the brother ask for? (a) Some sweets (b) A new tray (c) A rangoli for him (d) A peacock feather
2. 2.On Tuesday comes the weekly haat,
   With pots and pans and this and that.
   The bangles clink, the sellers shout,
   “Fresh tomatoes! Come, come out!”
   A juggler throws six balls up high,
   A red balloon floats to the sky.
   I spend my coins on jalebi sweet,
   Then walk back home on tired feet.
   
   How many balls does the juggler throw? (a) Four (b) Three (c) Ten (d) Six
3. 3.My father’s bicycle is black and old,
   Its bell is rusty, but its heart is gold.
   It carried milk cans down the lane,
   In blazing sun and pouring rain.
   It took me to my school each day,
   And never once complained, I say.
   Now Father says it’s time to rest,
   But I still think this bike’s the best.
   
   What does “its heart is gold” mean here? (a) It is yellow (b) It is good and faithful (c) It is made of gold (d) It is very costly
4. 4.On Tuesday comes the weekly haat,
   With pots and pans and this and that.
   The bangles clink, the sellers shout,
   “Fresh tomatoes! Come, come out!”
   A juggler throws six balls up high,
   A red balloon floats to the sky.
   I spend my coins on jalebi sweet,
   Then walk back home on tired feet.
   
   On which day is the weekly haat? (a) Friday (b) Sunday (c) Tuesday (d) Monday
5. 5.Beside the village well it stands,
   With roots that hang like old men’s hands.
   The farmers rest beneath its shade,
   Where children’s games and swings are made.
   The parrots chatter on its crown,
   The squirrels scamper up and down.
   A hundred summers it has seen,
   And still its leaves are fresh and green.
   
   What are the hanging roots compared to? (a) Snakes (b) Ropes (c) Rivers (d) Old men’s hands
6. 6.Tap, tap, tap on the old tin roof,
   The rain is drumming, here’s the proof.
   It patters soft, then pounds like drums,
   And then a sudden silence comes.
   A frog croaks out beneath the shed,
   My cat curls up beside my bed.
   I pull my blanket to my chin,
   And hear the music, safe within.
   
   What does the rain pound like? (a) Drums (b) Bells (c) Feet (d) Hammers
7. 7.When the power goes and the night is black,
   We gather round on the old jute sack.
   Grandfather lights a candle stub,
   And tells of a tiger and her cub,
   Of a clever crow and a foolish king,
   Of a magic flute and a golden ring.
   We hardly notice the hours fly,
   Until the lights come back — oh my!
   
   What do they sit on? (a) A rope cot (b) A soft sofa (c) The old jute sack (d) A wooden bench
8. 8.The night before my maths exam,
   I sat as quiet as a lamb.
   The numbers danced inside my head,
   They followed me right into bed.
   But Mother said, “Just do your best,
   Then close your eyes and get some rest.”
   I slept, I woke, I wrote with care,
   And found the answers waiting there.
   
   When is the poem set? (a) Night before maths exam (b) On result day (c) After the exam (d) On a holiday
9. 9.Round and round the wheel goes spinning,
   A lump of clay is just beginning.
   The potter’s fingers press and shape,
   A pot appears, a jar, a plate.
   He sets them out to dry in sun,
   And bakes them hard when they are done.
   From muddy earth beneath our feet,
   He makes the bowls from which we eat.
   
   What does he do to the pots after drying them? (a) Breaks them (b) Bakes them hard (c) Washes them (d) Paints them
10. 10.The sky turned grey, the wind grew strong,
    The peacock sang its happy song.
    Then down came drops, first one, then ten,
    Then rain, and rain, and rain again!
    The dusty lanes turned into streams,
    The paper boats sailed on our dreams.
    The thirsty fields began to drink,
    And everything turned green, I think.
    
    Which bird sang when the sky turned grey? (a) The parrot (b) The crow (c) The sparrow (d) The peacock
11. 11.My father’s bicycle is black and old,
    Its bell is rusty, but its heart is gold.
    It carried milk cans down the lane,
    In blazing sun and pouring rain.
    It took me to my school each day,
    And never once complained, I say.
    Now Father says it’s time to rest,
    But I still think this bike’s the best.
    
    What colour is the bicycle? (a) Black (b) Red (c) Blue (d) Silver
12. 12.The waves come running up the sand,
    They tickle toes and touch my hand.
    They leave behind a shell or two,
    Some pink, some white, and one bright blue.
    The fishing boats go out at dawn,
    And come back home when day is gone.
    The seagulls cry, the breezes blow,
    I wish I never had to go.
    
    How does the poet feel about leaving the seashore? (a) Is bored (b) Is scared of waves (c) Wants to leave fast (d) Does not want to go

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