Question

Read the poem and fill in the table. vocation ​

Answer 1

Explanation:When the gong sounds ten in the morning and

I walk to school by our lane,

Every day I meet the hawker crying, “Bangles,

crystal bangles!"

There is nothing to hurry him on, there is no

road he must take, no place he must go to, no

time when he must come home.

I wish I were a hawker, spending my day in

the road, crying, “Bangles, crystal bangles!"

When at four in the afternoon I come back from

the school,

I can see through the gate of that house the

gardener digging the ground.

He does what he likes with his spade, he soils

his clothes with dust, nobody takes him to

task, if he gets baked in the sun or gets wet.

I wish I were a gardener digging away at the

garden with nobody to stop me from digging.

Just as it gets dark in the evening and my

mother sends me to bed,

I can see through my open window the

watchman walking up and down.

The lane is dark and lonely, and the streetlamp

stands like a giant with one red eye in its head.

The watchman swings his lantern and walks

with his shadow at his side, and never once

goes to bed in his life.

I wish I were a watchman walking the street

all night, chasing the shadows with my

lantern.

Rabindranath Tagore