Hello, Blogosphere. My name is Edwin Chadwick, and I decided to enter this realm of blogging in order to share my story with you.
Here is a picture of me thinking of new ways to improve living conditions.
I was born at the mark of the nineteenth century on January 24th at Longsight, Manchester. My father was James Chadwick, a very admirable man and my role model. My mother passed away while I was at a very young age, however, this made my father and me very close. My father was always pushing me towards education and finding my "talents," since he was an instrumental figure in society. My father was known for teaching music and botany to the famous scientist John Dalton, and also for editing newspapers around different areas. When I was a young child, my father had already put me in a young village school by the Lancashire county for a few years. Then when I turned eight years old, I was sent to boarding school for two long years at Stockport. Finally, at the age of ten, I got to leave that miserable school, and move to the industrialized city of London. Great things were happening in this city, and I didn't have to attend a school as my father home-schooled me while he was a sub-editor for The Statesman. At last, I turned eighteen years old and set my own path for the goals I wished to accomplish. I was moving towards law because I enjoyed serving for the community. I took five years of my life and joined an attorney office where I was an apprentice. Although it was not the most entertaining career path, I definitely did learn a lot from my apprenticeship at the attorney office, but I also realized the need for a formal education if I wanted to pursue in becoming a court lawyer. This led me to the Inner Temple, a small law school at The Temple in London probably seven of the toughest years of my life.
Here is a picture of my law school.
I supported myself through reporting for metropolitan newspapers at the time. I also became familiar with radical politics and it became an amusement for me. During these few years, I met my dear friend Jeremy Bentham who was a big role model for me before his death (I will explain his influence in another post as I get time). Suddenly, I was 30 years old, but I passed my bar exam on November 26, 1830 and got an OFFICIAL license to court law (barrister). In 1832, I decided I would move to Orme Square where I desired to join the government. They offered me a job to become assistant commissioner of the Royal Commission of Enquiry on the Poor Laws. I was a large supporter of the Poor Law Act of 1834 which would reform working conditions throughout England. After observing child labor for one year, I was a proud supporter of the poor and started to advocate reforms in the sanitation of the working environment. Wow! I was only thirty-four years old, those were the highlights of my days. I will explain my destination as a sanitary reformer in one of my next posts.
Here is quote that most people remember me for before sanitary reforms in Great Britain.
"The annual loss of life from filth and bad ventilation are greater than the loss from death or wounds in any wars in which the country has been engaged in modern times."
I am happy to share my experiences with you, and look forward to any comments or questions you may have. Have a good day!