Once upon a time, in a very, very small town, there was a baker who was named Ginger. She was a very modest person, and not only was she humble, but also very soft spoken and kind. She was famous in the town for her baked goods, especially her cakes.
One day she was experimenting and created a new cookie. So far, everyone loved it. Deciding that she wanted to add the cookie to her common sale items, she needed to name it. So she called the town together and had everyone try it.
Once everyone had sampled the delicious cookies and helped themselves to some complimentary cake, Ginger walked up onto the stage and said, “I have asked you all to come here today to help me name this cookie. Any ideas?”
Someone called out, “What’s in them?”
She replied, “There is just the usual stuff, flour sugar and the likes and also some ginger, which is what gives it that special flavor!”
“So,” the person continued, “there’s ginger in it, and your name is Ginger, so we should recognize you on your creation and call them Ginger Cookies!”
Ginger was appalled by this notion and tried to fight against this idea saying, “I don’t want my name anywhere in the title of the cookies!”
However, the people were entrenched with this name and after a bit more of Ginger fighting against it, the crowd began to chant, “Ginger Cookies! Ginger Cookies! Ginger Cookies!”
Finally, enough was enough and, Ginger began to scream at the crowd angrily, while flipping tables everywhere!
The next morning, the headlines in the local paper read, “Ginger Snaps!”