Poem Comprehension Worksheet for Class 6

Reading comprehension lesson 22: Poems to think about · Set 701 · 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.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 happened to the string in the end? (a) A bird ate it (b) It got longer (c) It turned red (d) It broke
2. 2.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 noon (b) At sunset (c) At break of day (d) At midnight
3. 3.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.
   
   What are the hanging roots compared to? (a) Rivers (b) Ropes (c) Snakes (d) Old men’s hands
4. 4.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 “We hardly notice the hours fly” mean? (a) They feel bored (b) They fall asleep (c) Birds fly past (d) Time passes quickly
5. 5.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.
   
   How do the villagers get water for tea? (a) They use a tap (b) They buy it (c) They collect rain (d) They melt ice
6. 6.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 shape begins to twirl? (a) A flower stem (b) A fish fin (c) A snake (d) A peacock’s tail
7. 7.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 fishing boat (d) A starfish
8. 8.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) Red and gold (b) Pink and yellow (c) Black and white (d) Blue and green
9. 9.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 did the dusty lanes turn into? (a) deserts (b) streams (c) mountains (d) gardens
10. 10.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 did the bicycle carry down the lane? (a) Milk cans (b) Water pots (c) School books (d) Vegetables
11. 11.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.
    
    What did the children sow? (a) Rice and wheat (b) Beans and okra (c) Roses and lilies (d) Mangoes
12. 12.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.
    
    What do the sellers shout about? (a) Cold drinks (b) Fresh tomatoes (c) New shoes (d) Hot samosas

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