Poem Comprehension Worksheet for Class 6

Reading comprehension lesson 22: Poems to think about · Set 534 · 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.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 does “its heart is gold” mean here? (a) It is made of gold (b) It is very costly (c) It is good and faithful (d) It is yellow
2. 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 are grandmother’s hands described? (a) Cold and blue (b) Smooth and white (c) Soft and pink (d) Wrinkled and brown
3. 3.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) Softly snore (b) Sing loudly (c) Play cards (d) Eat dinner
4. 4.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) Paints them (c) Bakes them hard (d) Washes them
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 did Mother tell the poet to do? (a) Do your best and rest (b) Eat more sweets (c) Study all night (d) Skip the exam
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.
   
   What colours are the shells? (a) Red, green and gold (b) Only white (c) Pink, white and blue (d) Black and grey
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!”
   
   When does the poet start the rangoli? (a) At sunset (b) At break of day (c) At noon (d) At midnight
8. 8.The sky turned grey, the wind grew strong,
   The peacock sang its happy song.
   Then down came drops, first one, then ten,
   Then rain, and rain, and rain again!
   The dusty lanes turned into streams,
   The paper boats sailed on our dreams.
   The thirsty fields began to drink,
   And everything turned green, I think.
   
   Which bird sang when the sky turned grey? (a) The peacock (b) The sparrow (c) The crow (d) The parrot
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 do they sit on? (a) A soft sofa (b) A wooden bench (c) The old jute sack (d) A rope cot
10. 10.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 does the train do through the dark? (a) Rattles (b) Flies (c) Sleeps (d) Stops
11. 11.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 did the street do after the poet lit the lamp? (a) Blew it out (b) Went to sleep (c) Lit lamps too (d) Played cricket
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.
    
    When do her hands knead the dough? (a) In the early morning (b) At midnight (c) At noon (d) When the sun goes down

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