In the church, there was a chair reserved for Colonel Aurelio Buendía, behind the last pews, right beneath the choir. Next to the chair, there was an empty spot where little Remedios placed her small pillow to kneel on when her father knelt. The colonel only used the chair during the sermon. On the first Sunday, Remedios didn't know what to do when her father sat down. She continued to stand still the entire time, motionless, until her legs went numb and her knees started to hurt. Then, when the priest descended from the pulpit, the colonel stood up, and the little girl no longer felt numbness or pain, not because she had moved from her position, but because, when the priest stopped speaking and her father stood up, the girl thought the service was over. In subsequent services, Remedios knew, without asking, that during the service she should sit on the bench in front of her, but without the pillow.

At that time, her conscience began to fill with the things of the village, to understand why she had to stay in the same house where fear had often appeared. At school, she learned to sew. She learned to make decorations for clothes, and it is very likely that she then began to believe that all of this was life, when the year ended, before her little sister learned to stand on her feet.