Poem Comprehension Worksheet for Class 6

Reading comprehension lesson 22: Poems to think about · Set 438 · 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.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) High in the hills (b) In a desert (c) By the sea (d) In a big city
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) Grandmother’s (c) The teacher’s (d) Father’s
3. 3.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.
   
   Which word rhymes with “spinning”? (a) shape (b) done (c) sun (d) beginning
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) Tuesday (c) Monday (d) Sunday
5. 5.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 wheel (b) The clay (c) The pot (d) The sun
6. 6.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.
   
   What colours was the kite? (a) Red and gold (b) Black and white (c) Pink and yellow (d) Blue and green
7. 7.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 “claps with glee” tell us about the brother? (a) He is sleepy (b) He is angry (c) He is happy (d) He is scared
8. 8.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) Chases the frog (b) Runs into the rain (c) Climbs the roof (d) Curls up beside my bed
9. 9.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 does Grandfather light? (a) A torch (b) A fire (c) A candle stub (d) A lantern
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 did the bicycle carry down the lane? (a) Water pots (b) Vegetables (c) Milk cans (d) School books
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 do the waves leave behind? (a) Some seaweed (b) A fishing boat (c) A starfish (d) A shell or two
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 do the sellers shout about? (a) Cold drinks (b) Fresh tomatoes (c) Hot samosas (d) New shoes

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