Poem Comprehension Worksheet for Class 6

Reading comprehension lesson 22: Poems to think about · Set 355 · 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) Notes (d) Sweets
2. 2.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!
   
   When does the family gather round? (a) On Sundays (b) When the power goes (c) When it rains (d) After dinner
3. 3.A little lamp of clay I made,
   I gave it oil, a cotton braid.
   On Diwali night I lit its flame,
   And soon the whole street did the same.
   A thousand lights began to glow,
   On rooftops high and doorsteps low.
   One little lamp can light the way,
   For darkness never wins the day.
   
   What was the lamp made of? (a) Glass (b) Brass (c) Silver (d) Clay
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.
   
   How are grandmother’s hands described? (a) Smooth and white (b) Soft and pink (c) Cold and blue (d) Wrinkled and brown
5. 5.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 cat do? (a) Curls up beside my bed (b) Chases the frog (c) Climbs the roof (d) Runs into the rain
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) A hammer (b) His fingers (c) A brush (d) A knife
7. 7.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) Grandmother’s (c) The teacher’s (d) Father’s
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) Is afraid of them (b) Loves them most (c) Finds them ugly (d) Does not care
9. 9.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 do the friends sometimes fight about? (a) Pencils (b) A game (c) Homework (d) Money
10. 10.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) Silver (d) Black
11. 11.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.
    
    What does “when day is gone” mean? (a) In the evening (b) Next week (c) At noon (d) At dawn
12. 12.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.
    
    What does the poet spend coins on? (a) Toys (b) Bangles (c) Balloons (d) Jalebi

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