Personal events and experiences

Recite the poem below and answer the questions that follow.

Two little thieves, Walking down the street, Grabbing things and pushing people, Someone call the police. Call the police, To lock them up, We need to walk on the streets, With pride, without fear.

Questions

1. Who is walking down the street?
2. Why should someone call the police?
3. What is the poem about?
4. What do we learn from the poem?

Read the story below and answer the questions that follow.

A day I will never forget

My name is Asa. I am in Standard Six at Sogu Primary School. Last month, Lile, Ndeki, Mboka and I were walking home from school. On the way, we laughed and joked about many things. At a certain point, I decided to leave them and took a short cut. It was a narrow path with a few thick shrubs. I walked carefully to avoid being pricked by thorns. After the shrubs, there was a narrow alley. I walked briskly on. Then, I saw two shabby looking boys coming towards me. I was not worried because I often passed through that alley without any fear. When they came up to me, they looked at me angrily. They were thugs! I wanted to run, but one of them grabbed me from behind. He choked me while his friend removed my shoes, socks, and shirt. I fought very hard to free myself from them, but they were stronger than I was. They yanked my school bag from my back. I tried to cry for help but no voice came out because one robber covered my mouth with a hand. They slapped and kicked me so hard that I fell down in great pain. They left me and ran away. I lay there for some time. The incident took less than two minutes, but it seemed like a year. With difficulty, I picked myself up slowly. I felt a sharp pain in my ribs. Tears were flowing down my cheeks like two rivers. The boys had taken everything I had except my shorts. I felt so sad.

I walked home. On the way, I met a few people along the road. They asked me what happened. I could not utter a word. So, they left me alone. I went straight home and found my mother washing dishes. When she saw me, she cried out, "What happened!" when I told her about it, she could not control her tears but she checked to find out whether I was badly hurt. Then, she heated water for me to have a bath. After that, she massaged my ribs with a hot towel. I felt better after that but I will never forget that day. Whenever I remember it, I become frightened.

Questions

1. Who is telling the story?
2. Where were the pupils going?
3. What did they do on the way?
4. Why was Asa walking briskly?
5. Whom did he meet?
6. Where did he meet them?
7. What did they do to Asa?
8. Why was he in pain?
9. What is the story about?