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comprehension FLOWERS

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  • 1. Multiple Choice
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    1 pt

    FLOWERS


    I have never learnt the names of flowers.

    From beginning, my world has been a place

    Of pot-holed streets where thick, sluggish gutters race

    In slow time, away from garbage heaps and sewers

    Past blanched old houses around which cowers

    Stagnant earth. There, scarce green thing grew to chase

    The dull-grey squalor of sick dust; no trace

    Of plant save few sparse weeds; just these, no flowers.

    One day, they cleared a space and made a park

    There in the city’s slums; and suddenly

    Came stark glory like lighting in the dark,

    While perfume and bright petals thundered slowly.

    I learnt no names, but hue, shape and scent mark

    My mind, even now, with symbols holy.


    The speaker in the poem is __________.

    a child playing

    an adult dreaming

    child remembering

    an adult remembering

  • 2. Multiple Choice
    2 minutes
    1 pt

    FLOWERS


    I have never learnt the names of flowers.

    From beginning, my world has been a place

    Of pot-holed streets where thick, sluggish gutters race

    In slow time, away from garbage heaps and sewers

    Past blanched old houses around which cowers

    Stagnant earth. There, scarce green thing grew to chase

    The dull-grey squalor of sick dust; no trace

    Of plant save few sparse weeds; just these, no flowers.


    One day, they cleared a space and made a park

    There in the city’s slums; and suddenly

    Came stark glory like lighting in the dark,

    While perfume and bright petals thundered slowly.

    I learnt no names, but hue, shape and scent mark

    My mind, even now, with symbols holy.


    Dennis Graig


    Instruction: Read the poem and answer the questions that follow.


    How does the speaker feel about flowers?

    Awed

    Indifferent

    Enamour

    Appreciative

  • 3. Multiple Choice
    2 minutes
    1 pt

    FLOWERS


    I have never learnt the names of flowers.

    From beginning, my world has been a place

    Of pot-holed streets where thick, sluggish gutters race

    In slow time, away from garbage heaps and sewers

    Past blanched old houses around which cowers

    Stagnant earth. There, scarce green thing grew to chase

    The dull-grey squalor of sick dust; no trace

    Of plant save few sparse weeds; just these, no flowers.

    One day, they cleared a space and made a park

    There in the city’s slums; and suddenly

    Came stark glory like lighting in the dark,

    While perfume and bright petals thundered slowly.

    I learnt no names, but hue, shape and scent mark

    My mind, even now, with symbols holy.


    Dennis Graig


    Instruction: Read the poem and answer the questions that follow.


    The mood In stanza 1 of the poem is _________.

    bleak

    lonely


    bland

    desolate

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