Poem Comprehension Worksheet for Class 6

Reading comprehension lesson 22: Poems to think about · Set 343 · 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.Ayesha lives across the street,
   We share our pencils, share our treats.
   When I was sick with fever high,
   She brought me notes and said, “Don’t cry.”
   We sometimes fight about a game,
   But by the evening, we’re the same.
   A friend is like a shady tree,
   That’s always there for you and me.
   
   What did Ayesha bring when the poet was sick? (a) Medicine (b) Flowers (c) Sweets (d) Notes
2. 2.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.
   
   Whose bicycle is it? (a) The milkman’s (b) The teacher’s (c) Father’s (d) Grandmother’s
3. 3.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.
   
   What do her hands do when a button is lost? (a) Stitch my shirt (b) Plant the seeds (c) Plait my hair (d) Knead the dough
4. 4.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.
   
   When do the fishing boats go out? (a) At night (b) In the evening (c) At dawn (d) At noon
5. 5.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.
   
   What does “The numbers danced inside my head” show? (a) Worrying about maths (b) The poet felt sleepy (c) The poet was dancing (d) Numbers can dance
6. 6.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 scared of waves (b) Is bored (c) Wants to leave fast (d) Does not want to go
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) The old jute sack (c) A wooden bench (d) A soft sofa
8. 8.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.
   
   How does the poet feel about grandmother’s hands? (a) Finds them ugly (b) Is afraid of them (c) Loves them most (d) Does not care
9. 9.The night train rattles through the dark,
   Past sleeping towns and a silent park.
   Its windows glow, a golden line,
   It whistles past the hills of pine.
   Inside, the passengers softly snore,
   A baby giggles near the door.
   And when the morning sun is near,
   It whistles, “Wake up! Delhi’s here!”
   
   Which city does the train reach in the morning? (a) Delhi (b) Mumbai (c) Chennai (d) Kolkata
10. 10.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 goes round and round? (a) The pot (b) The sun (c) The wheel (d) The clay
11. 11.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 box (c) A bag (d) A tray
12. 12.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.
    
    How are grandmother’s hands described? (a) Soft and pink (b) Cold and blue (c) Wrinkled and brown (d) Smooth and white

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