Poem Comprehension Worksheet for Class 6

Reading comprehension lesson 22: Poems to think about · Set 690 · 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 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) Plait my hair (b) Stitch my shirt (c) Plant the seeds (d) Knead the dough
2. 2.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) After dinner (c) When it rains (d) When the power goes
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.
   
   What does the potter shape the clay with? (a) A hammer (b) A knife (c) His fingers (d) A brush
4. 4.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 rain pound like? (a) Hammers (b) Bells (c) Drums (d) Feet
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 is the poet compared to? (a) A lion (b) A lamb (c) A bird (d) A mouse
6. 6.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 do the friends sometimes fight about? (a) Money (b) Pencils (c) A game (d) Homework
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 the river (b) In the sun (c) In a cupboard (d) In the rain
8. 8.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) In front of the gate (b) Near the canteen (c) Behind the hall (d) On the roof
9. 9.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 are the dark clouds full of? (a) Snow (b) Smoke (c) Rain (d) Dust
10. 10.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 noon (c) At sunset (d) At break of day
11. 11.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 bag (b) A box (c) A tray (d) A bowl
12. 12.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!
    
    Which animals are in one of his stories? (a) A lion and a goat (b) A deer and a fox (c) A dog and a cat (d) A tiger and her cub

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