Poem Comprehension Worksheet for Class 6

Reading comprehension lesson 22: Poems to think about · Set 948 · 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) Some sweets (b) A peacock feather (c) A rangoli for him (d) A new tray
2. 2.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.
   
   Which animals stand still with frosty hair? (a) Camels (b) Yaks (c) Goats (d) Horses
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) Eat dinner (b) Softly snore (c) Sing loudly (d) Play cards
4. 4.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) Grandmother’s (c) The teacher’s (d) Father’s
5. 5.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 crow (b) The parrot (c) The sparrow (d) The peacock
6. 6.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.
   
   How many balls does the juggler throw? (a) Three (b) Six (c) Ten (d) Four
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.
   
   What goes round and round? (a) The wheel (b) The pot (c) The clay (d) The sun
8. 8.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 fish fin (b) A flower stem (c) A peacock’s tail (d) A snake
9. 9.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.
   
   Where does Ayesha live? (a) In another city (b) Across the street (c) Next to the school (d) Upstairs
10. 10.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.
    
    On which day is the weekly haat? (a) Tuesday (b) Friday (c) Sunday (d) Monday
11. 11.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 is a friend compared to? (a) A shady tree (b) A cosy shawl (c) A tall wall (d) A bright star
12. 12.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

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