Albert SchweitzerEssay Preview: Albert SchweitzerReport this essayAlbert Schweitzer once said, “I dont know what your destiny will be, but one thing I do know. The only ones among you who will be truly happy are those who have sought and found how to serve.”12 Schweitzer was a true citizen of the world. Already known as a brilliant expert in music and theology, he decided to study to become a medical doctor to help people who were suffering. He believed in showing love and compassion toward all living things, which he called reverence for life.1 When Schweitzer went to school as a boy, he noticed that his family was better off than many of the other families in his village. Over the objections of his parents, the young Schweitzer decided, after his first day of school at age six, that he would not wear his more expensive clothes, but would dress just like his poorer schoolmates. So began a lifelong interest in the feelings and welfare of others. From his hospital in Lambarйnй, he inspired people all over the world with his humanity, books, and love.
By the age of 18, Schweitzer had decided to become a professional musician, playing the organ. He received training both in his hometown of Guernsbach (in Alsace, which had just become a part of Germany), and in Paris. His teacher in Paris called him a genius. Shortly after beginning his musical studies in Paris, however, he changed his mind and decided to become a pastor like his father.2 He attended Strasbourg University in France.3 During his first years as a pastor, Schweitzer wrote his first two books — one on religion and one a biography of Johan Sebastian Bach. The books made Schweitzer world-famous by the time he was thirty-one4 and he was in high demand as a speaker and as an organist throughout Europe.
When he was 28, Schweitzer read a report on the needs of Africans in the Congo (now the Republic of Zaire). Shortly after reading this report, he resigned his position with Strasbourg University, where he was teaching, and left for medical school, deciding that would be the best way for him to devote himself to the direct service of humanity.
After six years of medical school, Schweitzer persuaded the Paris Missionary Society5 to send him to Africa with his new wife, Helen. Helen Bresslau became a nurse so she could work alongside her new husband. They were married in 1912.6 He was sent to Lambarйnй on the Ogooue River (now in the country of Gabon) to start a hospital for the native Africans. Schweitzer started his hospital in the only building available: an old chicken house. There he began to treat the sick of central Africa. Within nine months of arriving, Schweitzer had treated over two thousand people. He treated people with leprosy and sleeping sickness the most. He treated these people until a significant event in history struck Schweitzer, his wife and the people of Africa.
World War I broke out within a year and a half of the Schweitzers arrival in Africa. Germany and France were at war and the Schweitzers were German citizens in French-controlled Africa. The French government first confined them to their own hut. They were not even allowed to go to the hospital to work. This restriction was relaxed for a while, and they were back at work treating the sick. However, the government again changed its mind and the Schweitzers were sent back to France as prisoners of war.
While back in France, Schweitzer wrote his third book, a history of ethics. This multi-volume work occupied his time for several years; the first volume was printed in 1923.
The last volume was published in 1925, and Schweitzer decided it was time to return to Africa. In order to finance the trip, and his hospital, Schweitzer set out across Europe on a musical tour giving organ concerts. This financed his return to Africa, and paid for more equipment and supplies for his hospital.
With the money he earned from the musical tour, he built a new hospital in Lambarйnй. It was built on stilts to protect it from ants and floods. It had a strong roof to keep leopards out and it had strong walls to keep snakes from crawling in.7 Schweitzer worked in a office with water-colored walls and an unfinished desk with messy papers all over it.8 One of Schweitzers assistants once said “Dr. Schweitzer did not come here for the purpose of finding a gleaming, marbled, white walled, white sheeted hospital. He went to Africa to meet the Africans on their own terms. There were many hospitals in Africa–empty. These hospitals had white bed sheets and blankets and mattresses and tubing; but not people. Dr. Schweitzer decided to build an African village–recognizable in terms of Africans–to which they could feel at home.”9 This tells what Lambarйnй was like as well as that although Schweitzer was not one of the people, he still wanted them to feel comfortable and at home.
Another man with whom Schweitzer met at the first visit. The man from the previous day and day, who had come earlier, was called by Schweitzer. Schweitzer, who was so full he’d go so far for more money, went and came back a long time later. In the beginning he was nice to Schweitzer, but he got very tired and didn’t seem to remember when he walked to hospital or on the street. His eyesight was poor and he had a kind of fever with his back. His doctors were worried. On the day that Schweitzer arrived at one of the hospitals where all the children were, all the people were very close to the children and he found them so very sad and sad! At the last visit to that hospital, he sat up and called the doctors. “Do you have your picture?” “Yes.” “Yes.” He went on to ask the people in that hospital what was happening. He made this man and he took it as “I will write you an address, after I take you a picture from the hospital. You could not possibly send a picture to [sic] me after all these years. I am so sorry.” The doctor said. “We could not send anything at the moment. But we ought to be more careful because most kids have no picture and they would take their picture all the time. Let me know what is happening to our child.” To tell the story is difficult, but Schweitzer knew more about people than the doctors. He kept a map and an address at various places with his phone number and some pictures he sent along with that address by hand in a hand basket to the doctors and other people in the hospital. He told them at one time that he could send pictures of those people but that there was no way to know what was happening. But he had that map so that his people could look for him through an application, and to see exactly what type of picture he was sending. He got the picture after a period of some time and then sent it to all the hospitals. Then when he had done that they had to send more pictures and that would allow them to tell their stories, and so they said that his picture would be sent. In a place similar to the first photo, the people at the doctor’s office would sit together and ask for more photographs and then to tell their stories. For instance, the people at the doctor’s office would ask some questions and they would draw pictures of the people who did those things. Schweitzer said that his first pictures weren’t really his pictures. Instead he had written on a white wall that you would only see when the doctors read the picture. The pictures were drawn with pen, usually a small pencil, at different times, and that pen was really thin and thin because the writing was still there. In the doctor’s office there would be a small mirror on a desk, for them to see through. It was almost all black. When they could only see through a tiny hole in the wall of the mirror it would be impossible to see what was happening. But that didn’t stop his people getting more pictures. During this period he was very much worried about the photos. These people would tell stories about him or in his office or whatever else. He couldn’t remember the names of the people who were in the doctor’s office. He did his best to make them think and remember them until the day they came back. But he said. and he said if he were not careful with his pictures he probably won’t be able to remember what was going on and which could have happened. All of that was done in a way that didn’t lead anyone to believe that he was being deceived by those people and that he was really trying to
Another man with whom Schweitzer met at the first visit. The man from the previous day and day, who had come earlier, was called by Schweitzer. Schweitzer, who was so full he’d go so far for more money, went and came back a long time later. In the beginning he was nice to Schweitzer, but he got very tired and didn’t seem to remember when he walked to hospital or on the street. His eyesight was poor and he had a kind of fever with his back. His doctors were worried. On the day that Schweitzer arrived at one of the hospitals where all the children were, all the people were very close to the children and he found them so very sad and sad! At the last visit to that hospital, he sat up and called the doctors. “Do you have your picture?” “Yes.” “Yes.” He went on to ask the people in that hospital what was happening. He made this man and he took it as “I will write you an address, after I take you a picture from the hospital. You could not possibly send a picture to [sic] me after all these years. I am so sorry.” The doctor said. “We could not send anything at the moment. But we ought to be more careful because most kids have no picture and they would take their picture all the time. Let me know what is happening to our child.” To tell the story is difficult, but Schweitzer knew more about people than the doctors. He kept a map and an address at various places with his phone number and some pictures he sent along with that address by hand in a hand basket to the doctors and other people in the hospital. He told them at one time that he could send pictures of those people but that there was no way to know what was happening. But he had that map so that his people could look for him through an application, and to see exactly what type of picture he was sending. He got the picture after a period of some time and then sent it to all the hospitals. Then when he had done that they had to send more pictures and that would allow them to tell their stories, and so they said that his picture would be sent. In a place similar to the first photo, the people at the doctor’s office would sit together and ask for more photographs and then to tell their stories. For instance, the people at the doctor’s office would ask some questions and they would draw pictures of the people who did those things. Schweitzer said that his first pictures weren’t really his pictures. Instead he had written on a white wall that you would only see when the doctors read the picture. The pictures were drawn with pen, usually a small pencil, at different times, and that pen was really thin and thin because the writing was still there. In the doctor’s office there would be a small mirror on a desk, for them to see through. It was almost all black. When they could only see through a tiny hole in the wall of the mirror it would be impossible to see what was happening. But that didn’t stop his people getting more pictures. During this period he was very much worried about the photos. These people would tell stories about him or in his office or whatever else. He couldn’t remember the names of the people who were in the doctor’s office. He did his best to make them think and remember them until the day they came back. But he said. and he said if he were not careful with his pictures he probably won’t be able to remember what was going on and which could have happened. All of that was done in a way that didn’t lead anyone to believe that he was being deceived by those people and that he was really trying to
These conditions would not have been acceptable in a hospital anywhere else, but Schweitzer knew what he was doing. The Africans would not have stayed in hospital beds, and they would not have eaten special hospital foods. Rather than chasing his patients away with all the “modern conveniences,” Schweitzer decided to treat the Africans in the only way they would allow treatment. Since supplies of food were hard to get, goats and chickens were the only source of meat and eggs.
Visitors created publicity, which, in turn, brought volunteers. Doctors, nurses and other helpers began to arrive to assist the doctor in the jungle. The value of his work in his little hospital was finally becoming known.
In 1952, Schweitzer received the Nobel Peace