From 8-year old Hilda Firestone’s diary:
Later yesterday, Suzanne wrote the name down for me, and then she told me a story too. The name of the ballet is “S c h e h e r a z a d e.” Scheherazade was an oriental princess who told fairy tales to the Sultan every night for a thousand and one nights. I guess she did it so he wouldn’t be afraid of the men on the wall, like me. I mean, that is why Alma tells me fairy tales at night. The Sultan loved Scheherazade for doing it, and when all the fairy tales were finished, he didn’t chop off her head as he was going to do. Only Suzanne forgot to tell me why he should want to do that, and I forgot to ask her. Anyhow, she said that Scheherazade had shiny, black hair, so we should call the kitten Scheherazade. I said that I thought that was an awfully long name for such a short cat, and Suzanne said that I was right and so we would call her Sherry for short. So that’s what she is.