Poem Comprehension Worksheet for Class 6

Reading comprehension lesson 22: Poems to think about · Set 170 · 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!”
   
   When does the poet start the rangoli? (a) At noon (b) At break of day (c) At midnight (d) At sunset
2. 2.I made a kite of red and gold,
   With paper thin and string to hold.
   I ran across the open ground,
   And up it rose without a sound.
   It danced above the temple tower,
   It climbed and climbed for half an hour.
   Then snap! The string broke in the breeze,
   My kite flew off beyond the trees.
   
   How long did the kite climb? (a) For half an hour (b) For one minute (c) For a whole day (d) For two hours
3. 3.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 does “A hundred summers it has seen” tell us? (a) The tree is tiny (b) The tree is very old (c) The tree is dying (d) It is always summer
4. 4.My grandmother’s hands are wrinkled and brown,
   They knead the dough when the sun goes down.
   They plait my hair before I go,
   They plant the seeds in a tidy row.
   They stitch my shirt when a button is lost,
   They warm my cheeks in the winter frost.
   Her hands are old, but they never rest,
   Of all the hands, I love hers best.
   
   Which word rhymes with “rest”? (a) row (b) lost (c) best (d) frost
5. 5.High in the hills where the cold winds blow,
   Our little village sleeps in snow.
   The yaks stand still with frosty hair,
   The smoke curls up in the morning air.
   We melt the ice to boil our tea,
   And count the stars that shine for free.
   The city has its lights, it’s true,
   But we have mountains, white and blue.
   
   Which word rhymes with “tea”? (a) air (b) snow (c) true (d) free
6. 6.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 the potter shape the clay with? (a) His fingers (b) A knife (c) A brush (d) A hammer
7. 7.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.
   
   What does “The thirsty fields began to drink” mean? (a) Cows drank water (b) The fields dried up (c) Farmers drank water (d) The fields got rain
8. 8.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) Red (b) Blue (c) Black (d) Silver
9. 9.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 is the coloured powder kept in? (a) A bowl (b) A bag (c) A tray (d) A box
10. 10.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) Bells (b) Feet (c) Drums (d) Hammers
11. 11.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 soft sofa (b) The old jute sack (c) A rope cot (d) A wooden bench
12. 12.High in the hills where the cold winds blow,
    Our little village sleeps in snow.
    The yaks stand still with frosty hair,
    The smoke curls up in the morning air.
    We melt the ice to boil our tea,
    And count the stars that shine for free.
    The city has its lights, it’s true,
    But we have mountains, white and blue.
    
    Where is the village? (a) In a desert (b) In a big city (c) High in the hills (d) By the sea

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