Poem Comprehension Worksheet for Class 6

Reading comprehension lesson 22: Poems to think about · Set 56 · 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.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 rain fall? (a) On the trees (b) On the school bus (c) On the old tin roof (d) On the river
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.
   
   What do her hands do when a button is lost? (a) Knead the dough (b) Stitch my shirt (c) Plait my hair (d) Plant the seeds
3. 3.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.
   
   What colour did the sky turn? (a) Blue (b) Orange (c) Pink (d) Grey
4. 4.Beside the village well it stands,
   With roots that hang like old men’s hands.
   The farmers rest beneath its shade,
   Where children’s games and swings are made.
   The parrots chatter on its crown,
   The squirrels scamper up and down.
   A hundred summers it has seen,
   And still its leaves are fresh and green.
   
   Who rests beneath its shade? (a) The cows (b) The parrots (c) The teachers (d) The farmers
5. 5.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.
   
   When did the poet light the lamp? (a) At Eid (b) On Holi morning (c) On a school day (d) On Diwali night
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) A knife (c) A brush (d) His fingers
7. 7.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.
   
   Where does he set the pots to dry? (a) In a cupboard (b) In the river (c) In the rain (d) In the sun
8. 8.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) Silver (c) Clay (d) Brass
9. 9.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) Does not want to go (b) Is bored (c) Is scared of waves (d) Wants to leave fast
10. 10.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 it rains (c) When the power goes (d) After dinner
11. 11.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) Wrinkled and brown (c) Smooth and white (d) Soft and pink
12. 12.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 does “The numbers danced inside my head” show? (a) Worrying about maths (b) The poet felt sleepy (c) The poet was dancing (d) Numbers can dance

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