Poem Comprehension Worksheet for Class 6
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.
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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 midnight (b) At sunset (c) At noon (d) At break of day -
2.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 -
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.
How are grandmother’s hands described? (a) Smooth and white (b) Wrinkled and brown (c) Soft and pink (d) Cold and blue -
4.We dug a patch behind the hall,
Beside the old brick boundary wall.
We sowed some beans, some okra too,
And watered them till they grew and grew.
Then caterpillars came to munch,
They ate our leaves for breakfast, lunch!
We did not spray, we picked them out,
And now our garden’s green throughout.
Where was the garden patch? (a) Behind the hall (b) Near the canteen (c) In front of the gate (d) On the roof -
5.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) Monday (b) Tuesday (c) Friday (d) Sunday -
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.
What do the waves leave behind? (a) Some seaweed (b) A shell or two (c) A starfish (d) A fishing boat -
7.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!”
What do the passengers do inside? (a) Play cards (b) Softly snore (c) Sing loudly (d) Eat dinner -
8.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 tray (b) A bag (c) A bowl (d) A box -
9.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) Black and white (b) Pink and yellow (c) Red and gold (d) Blue and green -
10.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) At dawn (b) At noon (c) Next week (d) In the evening -
11.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) Washes them (c) Paints them (d) Bakes them hard -
12.Some clouds are fluffy, soft and white,
They sail like ships in morning light.
Some clouds are dark and full of rain,
They rumble over hill and plain.
Some stretch like feathers, thin and high,
Brushed gently on the summer sky.
I lie on the grass and watch them go,
A lion, a ship, a fat buffalo!
What do the white clouds sail like? (a) Birds (b) Ships (c) Fish (d) Kites
Answer key
- At break of day
- Loves them most
- Wrinkled and brown
- Behind the hall
- Tuesday
- A shell or two
- Softly snore
- A tray
- Red and gold
- In the evening
- Bakes them hard
- Ships
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