Poem Comprehension Worksheet for Class 6

Reading comprehension lesson 22: Poems to think about · Set 522 · 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!”
   
   What does the brother ask for? (a) A new tray (b) Some sweets (c) A peacock feather (d) A rangoli for him
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 one minute (b) For two hours (c) For half an hour (d) For a whole day
3. 3.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
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.
   
   What do the waves leave behind? (a) Some seaweed (b) A starfish (c) A shell or two (d) A fishing boat
5. 5.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
6. 6.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.
   
   Where does the frog croak? (a) On the roof (b) Under the bed (c) In the pond (d) Beneath the shed
7. 7.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) Notes (c) Flowers (d) Sweets
8. 8.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 candle stub (b) A torch (c) A lantern (d) A fire
9. 9.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) Father’s (c) Grandmother’s (d) The teacher’s
10. 10.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) By the sea (c) In a big city (d) High in the hills
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!
    
    When does the family gather round? (a) After dinner (b) When it rains (c) When the power goes (d) On Sundays
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.
    
    What does the poet say the city has? (a) Its lights (b) Its mountains (c) Its yaks (d) Its snow

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